worn out t shirt

Wanna park and act like an a**hole? Enjoy paying thousands.

Years ago, I worked as a security officer in a high-traffic tourist area (graveyard shift).

One of my responsibilities was to make sure my building’s loading/unloading zone is kept clear because at all hours of the day we’ve got vehicles coming and going for people going to meetings, visitors, tourists, cabs, etc. The curb is painted white and marked in big bold letters ✶ LOADING AND UNLOADING ONLY ✶ NO PARKING ✶. At the end of the zone there was a single handicap parking stall painted bright blue.

Now the building I worked at was nearby a few large night clubs, so every Friday and Saturday the area would be crazy busy with drunken fighting, vomiting, occasional alleyway sex, etc. All night long there’d be cute girls milling around in skimpy outfits, so the job had its perks too.

Clubbers would take advantage of my building’s valet parking service and pay to park in our garage before heading out to one of the clubs across the street.

Some clubbers would think they could get away with parking in our loading zone all night. My coworkers and I would aggressively patrol the area in the earlier evening hours and advise as many people as we could so they’d leave and avoid getting a ticket. It was also better for us if they left, because when there were too many vehicles parked out front, traffic would become a complete clusterf*ck regardless of the time of day.

Most people would be grateful for the information and leave. Occasionally, some douche would laugh in our faces, say something about pigs or rent-a-cops or whatever and leave their car anyway. In those cases, we’d call our city’s parking enforcement and they’d get a $90 ticket for their troubles.

One Saturday night, after finished a round of patrols, I went to take a leak. On my way back out, I walked past Dispatch and my buddy calls me over to the surveillance bank.

“Hey bro, you got one out front.”

I turned to the grainy feed just in time to see a piece-of-junk ‘97 BMW sloppily parking in front of our building. I murmured that I’d go out and advise the driver, but before I could leave, the driver exited his vehicle.

My buddy and I watched in silence as the driver, a young black male adorned with flashy cheap bling, hiked his pants up at the crotch and blocked the path of a couple girls walking by. He started hitting on them in the slimiest way possible, even trying to grab their hands and asses at one point, staring shamelessly at their tits while he was schmoozing them. He took out his phone and shoved it at them, presumably asking for their numbers.

Eventually the girls were able to dodge his grabbers and ran off toward the club across the street. He repeated this routine several more times with various groups of girls walking by, even taking out a small bottle of vodka from his back pocket and offering swigs. With each rejection, he’d get angry and presumably cuss out the girls as they hurried off (our cameras didn’t pick up audio but this seemed a reasonable assumption).

I sighed and looked at my buddy.

“Well, I guess I’ll go talk to him.”

I made my way out to the front and approached him just as another group of girls ducked away from him. I called out to him. He turned and stared at me blankly.

“Hey, man, just wanted to let you know that this zone is for loading and unloading. Normally it’s not a big deal to park for a bit but if everyone does it on the weekends, traffic gets backed up pretty bad here.”

The douche looked at his vehicle, then at my badge.

“F*CKYOUB*TCHASSN☻☻☻☻I'LLF*CKYOUUP. PIGASSWANNABECOPMOTHAF*CKA.”

I looked at my watch. It was about 10:30PM. I continued my spiel.

“Parking enforcement here is pretty strict. You should move your vehicle or you might get ticketed–”

“F*CKYOUN☻☻☻☻SUCKMYD*CK. BETTERNOTTOUCHMYSHITN☻☻☻☻ILLF*CKYOUUPN☻☻☻☻.”

“Have a good night sir.”

He flipped me off and went across the street, where he was promptly denied entry for dress code violations. He cussed out the bouncer and wandered off down the block. I walked over to his vehicle and saw that it was parked crooked, the rear of the vehicle partially blocking the lane of traffic. Half of his vehicle was in the white zone, the other in the blue zone. I key’d up my radio.

“8million to dispatch.”

“8million, go ahead.”

“Can you call parking enforcement for this vehicle? Lemme know when you’re ready for the plate.”

Fifteen minutes later, the parking officer arrived. He looked at the vehicle and promptly issued a $90 ticket for parking in the white zone and a $900 ticket for parking in the blue zone without a permit.

I thanked the officer and went back inside to have a snack.

A couple hours later, two of the local cops stopped by to say hi. As Officer Morris and his partner walked over, Dispatch radio’d me.

“Hey 8million, is that Jones and Morris?”

“Sure is.”

“You gonna do what I think you’re gonna do?”

“Yep.”

Officer Jones and I lit up our cigarettes as Officer Morris looked on disapprovingly. We all smoked and chatted for a bit, then I casually motioned over my shoulder at the BMW.

“Hey, Jones, check out the parking job on that piece of shit.”

We all walked over to the corner and looked at the vehicle, the two tickets stuck on the windshield flapping in the wind. Officer Morris grabbed one of the tickets, read it over and looked at me.

“What’s the story here?”

I told them what happened and the driver’s response. Officer Jones and Morris looked at each other.

“8million, you got the time?”

“Yeah, it’s… 12:27AM.”

“Well it’s a whole new day now isn’t it?”

Officer Morris proceeded to write another $90 ticket for the white zone, then another $900 ticket for the blue zone. He paused for a moment after finishing the second one.

“Hey Jones, looks like this vehicle is parked more than twelve inches from the curb. What do you think?”

“Sounds about right.”

Officer Morris wrote another ticket for $120 and slapped it on the pile of tickets on the windshield. I shook both officer’s hands and they left to continue their patrols.

The next few hours of my shift went by fairly quickly. Around 5AM, Dispatch scared the hell out of me.

“HEY 8MILLION, ARE YOU STILL ON THAT CALL?”

“Negative, I just finished clearing it.”

“RESPOND TO DISPATCH ASAP.”

I ran down to the surveillance bank, where my coworkers were all gathered and laughing their asses off. Sunday was street cleaning day and the BMW was getting ticketed again by parking enforcement.

After that, we all stopped by Dispatch every 5-10 minutes to see if the owner had returned. Finally, at about 6AM, douchebag came stumbling up the block, looking completely worn out. His formerly-white t-shirt was stained and dirty and it looked like he’d lost at least one fight.

We watched in suspense as he looked at the pile of tickets crammed together on his windshield and slowly removed them. He stood there, pants sagging below his knees, shuffling through each ticket as if he were a toddler with a handful of Pokémon cards.

With a look of abject defeat on his face, he got into his vehicle and drove off. The whole room erupted in laughter and high-fives.

As the laughter died down, I picked up the office phone and started dialing. My coworkers eyed me curiously. I put the call on speaker just as the call connected.

“9-1-1, what is your emergency?”

“Yeah, hi, I’d like to report a possible drunk driver. I have the vehicle and driver description when you’re ready.”

for you pt. 7 [m]

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: Badboy!Taehyung, angst

Word Count: 5.3k

Originally posted by vminv


Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Final

Six Months Later

You walked down the hallway of the academic building slowly, the weight of the paper in your bag causing you to drag your feet. Each footstep bringing more and more uncertainty about the next chapter of your life. You noticed that the door to your professor’s office was locked, and a small sigh of relief escaped your lips.

You didn’t want to have to explain to him how all your interviews had turned to dead ends. You didn’t want to have to explain how you were still going to be stuck in this town. Stuck in the memories of the past year when all you wanted to do was move forward. There was nothing that you wanted more than leaving. If he could leave, so could you. But instead you had gotten hired at the coffee shop in which you first met him. Left to repeat the same memories over and over again.

And as you left the building for the last time, you didn’t feel any different. The emptiness that had filled your chest the day he left was still there. You held your phone up to your ear, the familiar number having been dialed like clockwork. “We are sorry, but the number you are trying to reach is no longer in service.” seared through your ears after the first dial tone.

You kicked at a rock while waiting to cross the street. There was no reason for you to continue to call that number. But there was still a large part of you that hoped he would come back. That when you called his voice would saying hello on the other end. But no one had heard from him. Not you. Not the boys. It was like he had erased himself from your universe.

Taehyung crept into your mind during your most vulnerable moments. Like when the sun hit your skin in the middle of the afternoon, reminding you of the hours you would spend sitting next to him in the front seat of his car. Driving the two of you around while blasting old music and singing along so out of tune that everyone else would stare at you from their cars.

You missed him when you couldn’t get a jar open, not because he was strong enough to open them. But because you would hunch over in fits of laughter as you watched him turn red in the face while trying to open it. He wasn’t much of a muscle pig, but you thought his effort was the cutest.

He was in the worn out t-shirt hidden in the back of your closet. A piece of clothing you didn’t know you had until your nose caught the smell of his cologne the first time Mina came over to your apartment to do your laundry since you hadn’t left your bed in weeks. You had her put it down, worried that if she held it for too long you would forget what he smelled like when he held you.

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a favor & a kiss

Originally posted by 1guanlins

member: lai guanlin 
genre: very fluffy
summary: you’ve always had a crush on guanlin but you never thought he would like you back, what happens when he asks you to wear his varsity jacket to be his lucky charm at his final basketball game?


  • you and guanlin were friends because you sat in maths class together
  • which mostly consisted of you and him complaining about the class and not doing the assigned work
  • “guanlin it’s been exactly 23 minutes and 16 seconds that we’ve been in this class but why does it feel like two weeks” you’d groan
  • he would smirk at you, and reply “we have 67 minutes and 44 seconds to go” you’d huff and puff but then you’d finally do you work
  • by work you mean copying off the answers from guanlin 
  • the thing is for you it was weird to be his friend 
  • well you didn’t want to be only his friend but you pushed your feelings in the deepest place in you mind
  • why?
  • because he was probably the most popular guy of your grade and you were just one of those people who blended into the background 
  • he was the star player of the basketball team, nice, funny, smart and not to mention his ridiculously good looks
  • because of this he had A HUGE FAN CLUB like no joke even like girls three years older than him wanted to date him
  • Guanlin also had very popular friends across the grades even some in university 
  • he was exciting and fun and you were plain and boring 
  • you had absolutely no chance with him
  • you happily settled with just being his friend but you couldn’t sometimes help but wish that maybe one day something would happen
  • one maths class guanlin asked you to go to the final of his basketball game 
  • you agreed cause you had nothing planned for that night other than binge watching netflix
  • the day of the game guanlin came to you when you were eating lunch  which was a very unusual occurence
  • you could feel the glares and whispers of other girls
  • feeling awkward and uncomfortable you asked him “whats up?”
  • unexpectedly he looked even more nervous than you and said
  • “uhhhh i have a favour to ask? i always have someone who’s important to me wear my varsity jacket at my final games. Is it okay if you could wear it tomorrow?”
  • he said looking at the ground and rubbing his neck which you knew was nervous habit of his from the hours of staring at him
  • your heart was beating SO FAST you think that everyone could hear it
  • you tried to muster a normal (not too excited so i seem chill) smile without squealing 
  • guess what, you failed, you literally squeaked in response
  • but after freaking out you finally beamed a smile and replied “i’d love to”
  • he gave you his most heart melting gummy smile which you literally thought could melt you
  • he started to ramble after you said yes “like i didn’t mean to be weird it’s just my sister always wore my varsity jacket at my final games but she’s still in taipei and i don’t have any other important girls in my life other than you”
  • your heart then was torn in two parts 
  • complete devastation because HE SAW YOU LIKE A SISTER not just a friend A SISTER
  • but also just pure bliss because you’re the only important girl in his life other than his family 
  • you just ended up smiling and saying “it’s not weird at all, i’d love to be your good luck charm” you said with a joking wink
  • then of course guanlin proceeds TO BLUSH 
  • you freaked out because 
  • 1. you are NEVER that flirty (but it’s probably because of the panic that he looks at you like a sister which of course causes you to awkwardly flirt)
  • 2. HE BLUSHED this cool gorgeous guy BLUSHED because of you
  • he mumbled a few incoherent words something along the lines of “see you at the game” and handed you his varsity jacket
  • before you know it your one and only close best friend looked at you with her jaw open and simply said like the dirty minded hoe she is 
  • “he totally wants to get in your pants, GO FOR IT HONEY!”
  • you whacked her in the arm and said disappointedly “he only likes me as a friend even a sister”
  • “keep on telling yourself that” she smirked
  • because of your friend teasing you you didn’t notice guanlin getting teased by ALL of his friends
  • “yah! guanlin giving her your jacket is not good enough bloody confess to her already!” jihoon said 
  • “aw you and y/n would be sooo cute” daehwi cooed who else would it be
  • “not as cute as us though” jinyoung said while wrapping his arm around daehwi jokingly totally not joking
  • “hmm guanlin-ah after we win because we’re totally gonna win, KISS HER” seongwoo cockily remarked
  • “do that confess, ask her out and boom you’re a couple” added daniel
  • “you’ll be fine” woojin said reassuringly while patting his shoulder
  • he just basically groaned the whole time his hyungs were talking and just wanted it to be at the game already 
  • *the game*
  • you were wearing a plain white tshirt dress which was a bit short for your comfort with Guanlin’s varsity jacket and your hair in a loose kinda messy bun with minimal makeup
  • you gotta admit you looked pre cute
  • especially because at school you wear baggy sweatpants and worn out t shirts, you hair is a mess and you’re sure sometimes you have some dried drool on your cheek
  • you were on the bleacher closest to the court so you could see guanlin play and cheer for him
  • unbeknownest to you guanlin had checked if you were there and once seeing you his heart was beating so rapidly
  • more than if he sprinted for like 30 minutes
  • because you looked so beautiful
  • he literally screamed in the locker room to jihoon
  • “Y/N LOOKS SO BEAUTIFUL I CANNOT LIKE SHE ALWAYS LOOKS PRETTY IN SWEATS BUT LIKE WOW SHES BREATHTAKING ESPECIALLY IN MY JACKET.”
  • “SHE’S WEARING MY JACKET HYUNG!!!”
  • jihoon was like woah dude calm down and like damn you’re really in love with this chick aren’t ya you little giant baby
  • and guanlin just blushes and nods 
  • *okay time skip to the actual game*
  • you couldn’t help but appreciate how hot guanlin looked in his basketball tank top which showed off his lean but muscular arms 
  • and his uniform just made him look taller than usual
  • but first half the team played really well thrashing the other team 
  • guanlin was shooting most of the goals and you were like 
  • that’s my man but like lol no he’ll never be intersted in me 
  • in the break between the halves he gave you a wave and a warm smile
  • you smiled back, showing off your jacket and giving him a hwaiting gesture
  • he gave you a thumbs up back
  • in the second second half the other team catched up because one of the best players (seongwoo) injured his ankle and couldn’t play
  • he totally swore so loudly when he got injured for like 10 minutes straight 
  • with only 2 minutes to go it was a tie and the ball was on the opposite side of the court of the boys goal
  • you were so anxious you were screaming encouragements hoping that the guys would win
  • suddenly guanlin blocks the ball from going into the goal and then grabs and dribbles it super fast to the middle of the court
  • with only a few seconds left he shoots a three pointer
  • EVERYONE GOES CRAZY!!!!
  • you tried to fight your way to Guanlin but he was being so crowded you waited for everyone to calm down
  • before you know it Guanlin was right in front of you
  • and whispers in your ear 
  • “i deserve a reward for shooting the winning goal don’t ya think? my sister would always give me a peck on the cheek if we won?” 
  • he said cheekily and suggestively
  • you were blushing so hard not just because of his request but also because his face was only centimetres away from yours
  • your insides were freaking like “YOU WERE GIVING YOUR CRUSH OF MORE THAN A YEAR TO KISS HIS CHEEK BECAUSE HE ASKED”
  • and you just blushed and tried to be hard to get but totally failed
  • “just because you scored the winning goal” you replied
  • you stood on you tip toes to kiss his cheek cause you were short af
  • as you were leaning in to kiss his cheek you closed your eyes
  • you didn’t realise he twisted his head to face yours for your lips to reach his
  • he didn’t even know what he was doing because he never kissed anyone
  • cause like even him the swaggiest of rappers can have zero experience
  • his mind was freaking out and he knew it was because of the adreanaline of the game which made him so daring
  • and before you both knew it
  • you felt a pair of lips warm and soft on yours
  • YOU FREAKED OUT INTERNALLY but honey you weren’t gonna stop
  • you felt one of guanlin’s hands cupping your cheek and one on your lower back 
  • you could hear the wolf whistles and cheers and shouts of “YEAH FINALLY!!!” from literally all the wanna one boys and basketball team
  • you slowly parted away from your first but probably the best kiss you’ll ever experience
  • and guanlin just looks down on you he’s a giant and you see his gummiest smile and his eyes are just shining of happiness
  • you mirrored basically the same expression but also like confusion 
  • cause thoughts being like what the fuck just happened does this mean he likes me WHAT??!!!
  • before you could express any of these thoughts
  • Guanlin tells you super shyly and sweetly
  • “um well first of all i like you a lot LIKE A LOT i have since our first conversation, i kinda really fell for your smile and personality and looks and just everything i guess” he continues by saying
  • “i thought you’d never like me cause you’re basically perfect but like i think you do?? cause like yeah”
  • he awkwardly ended it with an adorable smile and you burst out laughing
  • “you thought i’d never like you, boi you so swaggy” you said with wiggly eyebrows trying to diffuse the kinda awkward but not really but also super endearing situation
  • guanlin laughed and whispered under his breath which you only just heard 
  • “this is why i love you”
  • “wait shit i said that out loud, ugh shit well whatever at least it’s true”
  • he said looking sooooo embarassed
  • you laughed softly and said “i love you too guanlin-ah”
  • he smiled broadly and without hesitation he asked 
  • “since you love me so much, will you be my girlfriend?” he said with a teasing tone
  • “hmmm i’m not sure cause jihoon’s pretty cute, don’t ya think?” you said jokingly
  • “HEY! i’m so much better than jihoon hyung” guanlin pouted
  • “guanlin trust me you’re not” jihoon commented butting into your moment
  • guanlin just sulked before you giggled and cupped his cheeks 
  • “of course guanlin, I’d love to be your girlfriend.” you said kissing his cheek for real this time
  • he smiles and says in awe “y/n is actually my girlfriend i don’t believe it”
  • you just smile and the crowd errupts into cheers 
  • seongwoo taps guanlin on the shoulder and tells him
  • “guanlin as much as i enjoy young love and you actually having some guts to ask a girl out, coach wants us in the lockeroom” he said smirking and winking at you
  • you laugh cause seongwoo is always funny 
  • “yeah i’m coming hyung” guanlin replied
  • “but before i leave” he says to you
  • he kisses you on the forehead and whispers to you sweetly
  • “wait for me princess, i’ll be back soon”
  • and wow you just became an absolute puddle of goo
  • you just nod and say “of course i’ll be waiting aren’t i your lucky charm?” you say with a wink
  • he laughs and sends you a gummy smile as he runs towards the locker room
  • you hug his jacket around yourself and just process everything that happened 
  • you’re wearing the jacket of your crush-wait no boyfriend-and you’re so glad guanlin asked you to wear it
  • and you end up wearing it to every single game after that one

lol i’m sorry i went so overboard i did not expect this to be this long especially a bullet point scenario. but i hope you enjoyed it anyways! also please send requests in! or just send me a message for a chat because i’d love to talk to anyone about kpop tbh lmao. But thank you for reading!

spd tony stark who can’t focus with the visual stimulus of pepper’s desk toy, who invents a spectacular holographic display to avoid the textures/sounds of paper & pencil, who wears sunglasses every time he has to face the media + the flashes of their cameras, who blasts music in his workshop to drown out any grating machinery noises, who stims by fidgeting and tapping at the arc reactor, who wears the most worn out t-shirts when he’s alone because they’re soft and who wears the most expensive suits when he must because they’re the most comfortable when they’re custom-made, who spent years self medicating with alcohol to dull his senses and having a ton of sex to drown his nerves in positive feedback

Red Fire (Crowley x Reader x Lucifer) - One Shot Smut

Originally posted by crowleysloverr


Originally posted by lucifersagents

Summary: You’re Crowley’s personal, little pet and you enjoy every second of it. But when you hear that a more powerful creature is held prison by Crowley, you decide it’s time to move up on the ladder.

A/N: This is just 4000 words of pure, filthy porn but I regret nothing. Set in S12 E15

Tags: @socktrollqueen @tori-supernatural @karlamoriarty

Warnings: SMUT, So much smut everywhere, Explicit Language, Pet Play, Blow Job, Facial, Threesome, Double Penetration, Anal.

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“Walt Disney was just a regular guy. He would wear a worn-out white t-shirt. Most of the time he just sat on a stool and watched. He never said, ‘You’re great!’ or ‘You’re lousy!’ But if there was something that I didn’t do correctly, he’d tell me or have one of his animators tell me.

“One of the lines [I had a lot of trouble with] was, ‘Grumpy. I didn’t know you cared’. I couldn’t get the DNT at the end of ’didn’t’. I would say ‘din’. We rehearsed this thing over and over again, and Walt said, ‘Listen, you’re going to have to put this thing in there’. So I tried again – fine in rehearsal, and then came the take. I still got it wrong. Walt said, 'Oh, the hell with it…’ And it’s still there!”

– Adriana Caselotti, the voice of Walt Disney’s Snow White

Owned

Summary: Marriage and a contract…from the cold, intimidating man who was next in line to run the multi-billion dollar, Lodi Industries. 

Originally posted by hopeatuuli

The opportunity he offered you was too great to pass up. There was no other choice. You had to save your family.

“Mom it’s okay. You don’t have to worry anymore. You and dad can live peacefully now. If I accept, he’ll pay off the rest of the debt and the interest. Everything’s okay now.” You cried, packing your bags and comforting your parents.

“But why do you have to go like this? So suddenly? Don’t go Y/N, if he wants to marry you then he can do it properly.” Your dad said grimy.

“It has to be this way, I’m sorry. When everything’s settled then I’ll call you guys I promise.” You smiled, trying to stay strong. “I love you.”

Dragging your bags out of the apartment, you rushed downstairs and got into the cab he sent.

You felt scared, unsure if this was the right decision but it was a decision that you made nonetheless. There was no turning back now. It’s for your parents’ sakes.

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She Tastes like Candlelight 

MSR

Explicit 

It starts with, of all things, a pair of old jeans and a t-shirt.

Logically, he knows it doesn’t make sense. She comes to work in form-fitted jackets that go tight about her waist. She’s been foregoing the baggy slacks in favor of skirts that stop just below the knees, with nylons clinging to the defined musculature of her calves; he’s pretty sure he can count on one hand the number of times he’s seen her wear shoes other than heels, excluding the clinical, white shoes she wears with her scrubs during autopsies.

He’s seen the looks she gets. Sometimes, it’s during an interview, when a witness’s gaze will linger just a little too long on her bustline, and her hand will go up and fiddle with her necklace, her arm blocking her chest in subtle defiance. Other times, it’s men on the streets of the city, shouting out obscenities to her, having the audacity to call her “baby,” and “sweetheart,” and he fights the urge to yell right back, brandishing his badge and his gun, wanting to scare the misogyny right out of the bones of anyone who thinks they’re entitled to her body, but he knows that she would find it condescending. “Thank you, but I can handle myself, Mulder,” she’d say, and it’s not that he thinks she can’t—he just doesn’t want her to have to.

And still other times, the looks come not from strangers on the sidewalk, or from people he can reduce to photos in a casefile, but from their peers. Educated, talented men who transform themselves into slobbery, teenage boys when sitting adjacent to her in meetings, eyeing her with an inappropriate hunger while she jots down notes in the margins of her agenda sheet. More than once, Mulder has found himself in the elevator with a man who will look down at Scully, and then catch Mulder’s eye over the top of her head, just so that he can wink, including him in some inside joke he has no interest being a part of.

He supposes that he empirically knows that Scully is attractive—it’s more or less objective fact—but he’s never allowed himself to notice. He’s trained himself to observe her through a filter. He considers her appearance through what he aptly names the Sexual Harassment Video Gaze. He quickly shuts down any thought that could be used as an example in a training tape on inappropriate office behavior.

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“My son went to Goodwill today to find some work clothes… He made the following observations and took action… I am proud of My Son for his efforts to his fellow man:

Ryan Muncy What seems like a fitting place to post this as this is my question to you goodwill industries.
What are you doing for others?
I was just in one of your stores and was witness to a def, mute boy who had a clothing voucher
This boy had an aid worker with him he had just been dropped off by his parents at a shelter with the clothing he had on .
jeans that looked to be too small, no socks some worn out shoes, and a food stained t shirt .your employee took the time to explain to the aid worker that the jeans he had picked out from your store the t shirt he had picked out and 2 sweatshirts were not covered by the clothing voucher because of the color of the tags on these items also the boots he had picked out that were some worn Stanley workboots that were priced at 17.99 they arent even $30 new by the way were not covered by the voucher as you might imagine a person who can’t really hear and can’t speak takes the time to pick things out just to have an employee at your store tell his aid worker he can’t have these things he was obviously in need ,isn’t this what you are here for ,to help people in need.
I find it shameful that your store a non for profit that sells donated items cannot help someone like this boy so instead I bought him the shirts and the jeans I spent a grand total of 21.69 and that is the last money I will ever spend in a goodwill store your CEO can make bonuses bigger then my years salary but you can’t even afford to help a kid with some donated clothing shame on you and shame on your employees.
And just so you know I will be posting something similar to this on my Facebook wall I wonder how long it will be before enough people see this one story and begin to feel the same way I now do toward your stores ,your company, and your upper management.” i hate this so much. what the fucks up goodwill??

Just Marauder Things

James: Worn cotton t-shirts fresh out of the dryer; back scratches; sliding in socks on slick hardwood floors; the sudden sleepiness coming from eating too much food; the smell of sulfur from fireworks; singing at the top of your lungs in the car; air guitars; cracking jokes to break the ice; snapping; accidentally biting your tongue; spinning around with your arms out; hot, buttery popcorn; victory dances; knuckle biting; whispers that are a little too loud; trying to tell a joke but laughing too hard to deliver the punch line; laughter so intense it draws tears; smiles that crinkle your eyes at the corners; driving with all the windows down; slight breezes; backwards baseball caps; popping the joints of your spine; the underlying smell of sweat; deep collarbones; high fives that leave your hands red and stinging; nose crinkling; goofy faces; over exaggerated yawns; hidden freckles; endearing dimples; scrapes; getting over zealous during a game of monopoly; whispering during movies; repressed laughter; the pain in your abdomen when you can’t stop laughing; warm hugs; sincerity; sleeping au naturale; muddy converse; flannel shirts; the smell of sandalwood; milk moustaches; hip squeezes; daydreaming

Sirius: the tacky feel of leather on a warm day; bruised knuckles; the urge to keep poking at a bruise even though it hurts; lip biting; protective hugs; cold, rainy days; lingering sneezes; smirks with half lidded eyes; cracking your knuckles; tapping your fingers; your hair tickling the back of your neck; the smell of a new car; callused hands; the overwhelming urge to dance; soft chuckles; groggy delirium when you first wake up from a nap; passionate arguments; air conditioning on a sweltering day; back muscles to die for; the cold side of the pillow; nail biting; biting on a lollipop instead of sucking; scuffed boots; the power that comes from standing tall and crossing your arms; rough hands and long fingers perfect for flipping someone off; folding the corner of a page to keep your place in a book; classic rock; falling asleep on an airplane; unsweetened ice tea; platonic kisses; walking with your chin level to the ground; running hugs; hugs where you’re swept off of your feet; scratchy, hoarse voices; handsomely scruffy faces; eyebrow piercings; lazing around the house in a towel for hours on end; cards against humanity; superstitious precautions; tangled earphones; whistling through the halls; butt slaps

Remus: Mumford and Sons; cat hair everywhere; the smell of chocolate and cinnamon; waffles in the morning; sleepy smiles; soft laughter; wholehearted hugs; broad shoulders; kind eyes; gentle let downs; shutting down during an argument; exasperated sighs; crisp smell of a new book; lingering touches; the feeling of cashmere; a glass of warm milk before bed; taking notes during class then rewriting them later so that they’re neater; eye rolls; sassy comebacks in a sotto voice; hardly ever wearing jeans; tired shadows under your eyes; Polaroid pictures; rock ballads; staying inside warm in bed when it’s cold and cloudy outside; reading a book before bed; barely being able to keep your eyes open because of how tired you are; really long, natural eyelashes; resting bitch faces; not-so-good posture; coffee with too much cream; keeping your closet light on at night; wooden spiral staircases; sliding on the banister; nonchalance; sparks fluttering off the flames of a bonfire; sand between your toes; the newfound feeling of warmth a tan brings your skin; riding a bike through town; post offices; carpet burns; coffee stains; writing crammed into the corner of a page; the shock in your feet when you sprint

Peter: tears; pain; suffering; ugliness; betraying your best friends; disgust; nausea; death

anonymous asked:

i know u havent done preferences in a hot minute but could u do one of like what typa girls prettymuch would be in to?

OH MY GOOOOOOOD GIRL IM BOUTTA GO OFF #TB TO MY PREFERENCE DAYS

B R A N D O N

Brandon’s a saggitarius and yet he’s an attention whore?? (I mean this in the most loving way possible LOL) I’m usually quite good at guessing but he’s got me confused. I feel like he would find the typical insta baddie like Madison Beer or Maggie Lindemann really beautiful but I don’t see him going for the total LA girls, you feel? I feel like Brandon would like a girl who’s a bit more natural? She’s creative and productive, just like him. She’s smart and passionate, too. I feel like she’d be the type to crack up jokes that would make all the boys laugh and I think she’d have a bigger personality than him. I feel like he’s the one that would become the cuddly, love struck one who’s following the girl around like a puppy, which is the opposite of his usual leading demeanor. 

A U S T I N

Austin’s girl would be so adventurous!! The type that’s always on a 100 and would be down for anything. She’d like to go camping and hiking and roadtripping!! She’d lowkey be hella good at singing too so the boys would let her have the aux when they’re driving somewhere and Austin would secretly record her cause she’s got the voice of an angel. She’d be really sweet and supportive, always at the shows and always promoting the band on her own socials. I feel like she’d be the smiley type, the one that’s always greeting strangers and complimenting other girls when she finds their outfits/hair cute, even if she doesn’t know them.

Z I O N

Zion’s also a bit harder to put your finger on just because he’s both the hypest and the quietest at the same time?? I feel like Zion’s girl would be The girl. She’s got the chillest taste in music, she can dance really well, loves to have fun and hang out. She’s quite level-headed but will go all the way off just to hype up her friends. I feel like her style would be a bit more toned down. She’d like the mom jeans and the t-shirts and the cool, worn out Vans. Either that or she’s the complete opposite and she’s super shy and feminine, I really can’t tell. Either way I see her as a skater girl.

E D W I N

Ed’s girl would be so artsy and cool!! She’d be a fashionista, just like Ed but she’d be the thrifty kind. She’d be woke too, I think. She’d be a writer and she’d post really cool pictures with really poetic captions. I feel like Ed wants a girl who he can have a deep intellectual connection with, so I think she’d be the type to always talk about social issues like feminism and the BLM movement and homophobia. She’d have hella aesthetic pics on the gram too tho. Always posin, always ready. 

N I C K 

Yo Nick’s girl would be a straight up s w e e t h e a r t. She’d probably be really cute and maybe a little small (IMAGINE HER SMALLER FRAME IN HIS OVERSIZED HOODIES AW). She’d be the blushing type the boys all like to playfully tease, and she’d be really close with Nick’s mom cause they bond over making fun of Nick. BUT Nick can flip his switch and so can his girl. When Nick gets a little crazy or rage-y she’s the only one who can tell him off and she won’t even need to raise her voice but once she speaks, all the boys would be scared shitless.

Laundry - warren x reader

Word count: 1k
Warnings: none

Request: ‘so imagine that warren has a problem with clothes getting too stretched out because   of his wings and clothes just not fitting properly and imagine that the mansion has a community laundry and dry cleaner system with everyone’s names written on the tags of their clothes ,and if someone needs something fixed or altered that’s we’re they go. Now, the reader(who is really quiet and shy) is then only one who manages it because everyone else is too busy to do laundry and Charles asks if someone could help and since she has alot of free time she volunteered. One day she notices that all of Warren’s shirts are either ripped or stretched out from trying to get his wings in them and so she buys him a couple of new shirts that he would like and that would fit him and altered it so that there are slits in the back where his wings would be with snap buttons at the bottom so he can slip his wings in without stretching the shirt and whenever he gets his shirts back he’s just like “oh my God who did this, who cared about me enough to go out of their way like this” and he thinks to himself he has to find this person. So he goes to the laundry room and waits like all day because he really wants to find this person, and when the reader finally walks in they just have a really fluffy moment.’ By @brianabrown4878
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It was laundry day and of course, everyone in the school had to be busy with something. Kurt was catching up in his classes, warren was training (probably just hiding from everyone to be honest), jean was practicing her powers again and almost everyone had some kind of excuse. Y/N was busy packing her laundry down to the laundry room and nearly tripped over some of the other students clothes. She stumbled, catching herself!f and sighed, someone had to do this, and she knew the clothes had their names tagged on them. She wasn’t much of a talker or anything, but found herself sorting everyone’s clothes into piles to do the laundry, since she hasn’t had anything else to do.
  Y/N spent most of the day doing laundry, she had everyone’s clothes put in the baskets and paused when she seen a very worn out Def Leppard T-shirt that belonged to the one and only archangel, warren Worthington III. A small frown appeared on her face, going through his clothes only to notice that almost every shirt was this way. She shook her head, sitting his clothes to the side before fixing her hair and distributing the others clothes back to their rightful owners. She had to do something, she was that kind of person, and her crush on warren didn’t seem to help the fact that she was now walking into Xavier’s office to ask him if she could work the laundry from then on. For Warren, of course. “Sir?” She asked softly as he looked up from the book he was reading, “yes?” He asked, he didn’t read her mind so he didn’t technically know what she wanted. “Today I went to the laundry room and-” “its messy, I’m sorry” Xavier frowned. “-that’s not the problem, but I washed everyone’s clothes and I think I’d like to work the laundry from now on and I need to go get…supplies, do I have permission to leave?” She rocked on the balls of her feet, seeing she was wearing sandals. He nodded.
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  Y/N found herself walking around the mall, checking out the clothes and of course, getting many band t-shirts in Warren’s sizes. Of course she didn’t have to do it, but she did. After she gathered supplies, she headed back to the school to work on fixing his new clothes. She contemplated how it would work, then it came to her mind that his favorite leather jacket had slits in the back! She worked with the clothes, fixing them so they would fit the angel without having to be stretched out. Then, she wrote his name on the tags.
  It was later on that night and she felt extremely tired, but wandered down the halls with the laundry basket of his old clothes to sit them away and replacing them with the new clothes…

  Warren finally had enough time to get his laundry done, he was walking down the halls shirtless, signing to himself. He walked inside, wondering where his old clothes were, only to find the new t-shirts with his name on them. His heart almost stopped, someone actually cared to do this for the angel? Why him? He wasn’t exactly a nice person, he didn’t think he deserved to be treated nicely, but someone had taken time to shop and fix these shirts for… For his wings! Warren’s eyes watered, which was a sight you’d probably never see. He picked up one of the shirts, Metallica. Whoever this person was, must have really thought about the clothes because they were all great and probably expensive too. He looked down for a moment, sitting down and sighing heavily. 'I have to find them, this person needs a huge ass thank you, but they better not tell anyone…’ He thought to himself, deciding to wait for this mystery person.
   Y/N woke up some time later, knowing there was to be more laundry done on the weekend more than during the actual week and this time, she even had to do some bedsheets too. Rubbing her eyes, she got up and took a shower, letting the hot water cascade down her body was merely relaxing. She washed off, taking the time to do her morning routine and dried her hair, taking her dirty laundry and putting it in a basket. She hoped that the students hadn’t piled up a lot of things as she slipped on some sweatpants and sandals, almost forgetting to grab her things and it took a little while for her to her things down to the room, struggling to twist the knob…
  Warren wasn’t really paying attention to a lot of things but as soon as the doorknob started to turn, his breath caught in his throat in anticipation. What if it was Xavier? Or even Hank? Should he be this nervous about it? He didn’t know but all of his feelings were changed when he seen the color of Y/N’s hair. He side smiled and got off of the washing machine, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly as she pushed the door open, not yet seeing him there. Was it her?
  Y/N lifted her things to walk inside, her eyes falling on Warren who was reading a very unreadable expression at the moment, but seemed to be a little upset? She looked down, slowly putting the basket down. “I… I’m sorry, I just really wanted to be nice, you’ve been nice to me and you’ve not picked on me like other people usually do because I’m quiet and-” she looked up,swallowing hard. Warrens eyes were brighter, a small smile across his lips. “Me? Mad? Actually, I just… Got a little surprised that someone would care for me enough to do that, and quite frankly, darling, you are absolutely wonderful. I need to repay you” he stated as he walked closer, only clad in his jeans and boots. He smiled softly at her, “how can I ever repay you?” He asked softly, watching her expression changed to surprised. “Well… I’ve always wondered what it looks like from the rafters…” She trialed off, earning a small chuckle from the angel, who wrapped his arms around her. “How about this… I fly you around but I still don’t think that’s enough repay, so I guess I’ll be sticking around you linger than before, maybe we can become… Closer?” He suggested. To that, she nodded, wondering what exactly was going to happen.

A/N; let me know what you think??

GOT7 accidentally finding lingerie in your (as gf) closet

[A/N: hello @amazzjin, I’m terribly sorry about how late this is… But thanks to all for 2.5k! Always grateful for your guys’ love + support <33 ]

Jaebum: He’s walking past your closet when a bright red fabric sticking out of a drawer catches his eye. Later that night, after dinner, you ask, “so what do you wanna do tonight? Watch a movie? Play Monopoly?” He replies, “How about you explain this to me?” As he holds up the crimson lace thong you bought a few months ago. Your faces turns as red as the thong and he says, “Wanna go put this on for me?” with a smirk and that look in his eyes. 

Mark: You’re trying to find a good outfit for a party next week and you’re asking Mark to help you pick. You’re skimming through the dresses you have hanging in your closet and Mark is watching closely to see what catches his eye. You skim past all your dresses and accidentally reveal the baby pink lingerie set you have hidden in the back. “What’s this?” Mark asks curiously. He slides back the dresses to take a closer look. He laughs a little when he sees what you were hiding, but approaches you and lightly kisses your forehead. “Don’t be embarrassed, y/n, it’s cute. But it would look a lot cuter on you.” He looks into your eyes and winks with a smirk.

Jackson: You and Jackson are finding a matching outfit to wear to a party and he comes across your black lace bra hanging nearby his shirts. Being the comical person he is, he puts it on when you’re not looking and says, “Y/n, I’m going to wear this, what do you think?” You turn around and burst out laughing at his “outfit”. You’re so busy laughing that you’re not even embarrassed that he found your lingerie.

Jinyoung: He arrives home early one day and instantly heads to the bathroom to take a shower. On his way to the bathroom, a glittery silver fabric reflecting light from inside your closet catches his eye. He walks toward it to get a closer look. When he sees that it’s lingerie, he laughs a little to himself but leaves. He doesn’t bring it up until you do, because he doesn’t want to put you in a weird position (yet ;))

Youngjae: You and Youngjae are cleaning out your closet and he’s sifting through all the drawers for worn out clothes. He’s digging up some old T-shirts of yours and comes across a pair of lingerie you forgot you had bought. “Y/n, what’s this?” He laughs, but not in a mean way. “Oh, that,” you’re clearly embarrassed, so he just hands it to you and doesn’t talk about it any further, to your relief.

Bambam: He’s walking past your closet when a shiny fabric catches his eye. He takes a glance at what he saw and discovers that it’s your satin lingerie set. He takes it out of your drawer and places it on your bed for when you get home along with a note that says, “put this on and wait for me to get back (or else I’ll have to punish you ;))” you can guess what comes next… 

Yugyeom: You asked Yugyeom to grab your favorite pair of sweats from your shared apartment before going to pick you up from your mom’s house. He’s digging through your drawer of pants searching for it and comes across your garter belt which you’ve been saving for an appropriate occasion. Being the young (and somewhat innocent) maknae he is, he has no idea what it is and assumes it’s some scarf or something and doesn’t talk about it.

Shape of You [Kyle Spencer x Reader]

Warnings: SMUT, alcohol, unprotected sex (remember kiddos, wrap it before you tap it), gross bar & grill bathrooms (pretend this one isn’t gross)

Word Count: 1,301

A/N: Aye I’m back with some Kyle Spencer smut (yes please excuse how ?? it is, all of my smut is like wow?) Surprisingly, I haven’t gotten any smut requests for him, but I needed this in my life, so I wrote it. And quickly, let me fucking share this with you. Like c’mere Eddy, I’ll ride your pony. Just hit me up. Also, the fact didn’t proofread this and it was written at 3:45am might lead to things being a little off.

But seriously, no glove no love. Special circumstances only.

Keep reading

I wrote a thing:

The apartment is far too quiet when Justin finally gets home.

Adam always makes it home first, when they work on the same day, and he’s usually in the kitchen making dinner, or singing along to something in the living room, or perched precariously on the table in the front hall, waiting to tell Justin all about his day.

All of the lights are still off, and Justin heads blindly in the direction of the living room, brow furrowed in a mix of confusion and worry.

He lets out a breath of relief when he sees Adam’s head poking over the back of the couch.

Justin flips on the floor lamp just past the doorway and walks around the couch.

Adam doesn’t move. He’s pulled his feet up onto the couch, and is hunched over his emergency pint of ice cream, glaring at the opposite wall silently. He has a blanket wrapped around his shoulders, but he’s still wearing his dress pants and button up shirt.

His suit jacket is on the floor in front of Justin, and Justin picks it up, placing it over the back of the couch before settling himself down on the middle cushion, close enough that he’ll be able to touch Adam if Adam wants, but far enough to maintain a bit of space in case he doesn’t.

“Hey,” he says quietly.

Adam doesn’t say anything, instead shoving a spoonful of vanilla and cookie dough into his mouth.

“Rough day?” Justin continues.

Adam shrugs, keeping his gaze firmly on the opposite wall.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Justin offers.

“No,” Adam says, as though  that question had been particularly stupid.

“Okay,” Justin says, shrugging and ducking his head to hide his fond smile.

Grouchy-Adam is kind of adorable, but Grouchy-Adam definitely does not appreciate having that pointed out.

“Can I sit with you?” Justin asks.

Sometimes Adam finds cuddling helpful; other times he needs to be alone, and will come find Justin whenever he’s ready.

This time, Adam shrugs again, and lifts a corner of his blanket.

Justin stops trying to hide his smile as he shifts to settle himself under Adam’s arm, pressed up against his side.

Adam wraps his arm tightly around Justin’s shoulders, bringing the blanket with him. It’s too small to adequately cover them both, but Justin figures it’s more for comfort than warmth at this point.

“Want to watch something?” Justin asks.

Adam shrugs again, jostling Justin’s head where it’s resting against his shoulder, and Justin wiggles out from under his arm to go grab Adam’s laptop from the bedroom. He impulsively grabs a pair of sweatpants and an old, worn t-shirt as well, then heads back out.

“Do you want to get changed?” Justin asks, “I’ll order something for dinner.”

Adam nods, face still pulled downward into a frown, but he’s glaring slightly less so Justin will count it as a win.

He passes over the change of clothes, and gets the laptop set up, sending off an order for pizza, then pulling up a random episode of 30 Rock.

Adam settles down next to him just as he’s pressing play, and leans his head on Justin’s shoulder, picking his ice cream back up.

“You’re not going to have any room for pizza,” Justin test-chirps him, half-holding his breath while he waits for a response.

Adam snorts something that could be considered a precursor to a laugh and Justin relaxes.

“I’m a giant,” Adam grumbles, “I can eat as much as I want.”

“You’re only two inches bigger than me,” Justin points out.

“And those two inches are entirely ice cream.” Adam shoots back.

“As a medical professional, I’m going to have to disagree,” Justin says.

“Well as an ice cream professional, I think I’m the authority here,” Adam says, eating another spoonful for good measure.

Justin is about to respond, but suddenly there’s a spoon shoved in his face and he has no choice but to join Adam in ruining their dinner.

Being grown ups sucks, like, most of the time, but being able to eat ice cream for dinner definitely helps.

“Does this mean I’m going to grow two inches?” Justin asks, stealing another bite that Adam definitely intended for himself.

“In your dreams,” Adam huffs.

They settle into comfortable silence, only broken by the arrival of the pizza, which they still manage to eat most of.

By the time they head to bed, overly full, and still wrapped around each other in their blanket, Adam seems nearly back to normal.

“Hey,” Adam says, as they crawl into bed, getting their limbs tangled in the most comfortable way possible, “Thanks.”

“Any time,” Justin tells him.

Adam falls asleep with a tiny, almost invisible smile.

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Important notes about the thing:
1) I feel like we, as a fandom do not do enough with the fact that Holster is canonically the most giant grump on the face of the Earth. (Except for maybe Jack, but that argument was never resolved to my satisfaction)
2) No, this has no plot. I didn’t even try, tbh.
3) This could kind of take place in the nebulous future where they live together and somehow got together and Ransom still refers to himself as a medical professional (whether or not he is one)
3) I had more things to say before I got home. I may remember them later and add them in.

I wish I could cut my brain off, like an infected limb. I want to dig my fingernails through my skull and pull it out. I need to claw my way out of the too-small skin I hide in, the pale flesh that cloaks me and keeps me from breathing at night. It makes me itch like a junkie coming down, this defective body that I wear like a worn-out t-shirt, and I wake to bloody trails down my chest. I march to the beat of a sluggish heart, barely alive in a ribcage that doesn’t fit it anymore. The strings around my limbs have turned to razor wire, and blood is pouring down my arms because someone is still pulling on me, like dancing this body that isn’t mine to death will cure me of myself.
—  EMJ // Molting
the wrong & perfect confessions

Originally posted by dxnghyuns

member: kim donghyun
genre: fluffy w a lil bit of angst
summary: you’re a new trainee at BNM and the male and female trainees are going to have a special collaborative month, when a male trainee with soft brown eyes and the sweetest smile catches your eye what will you do?
requested: yes

  • you were a bnm trainee and you’ve trained there for only 1 month
  • you joined the company together with a girl called yoojung 
  • you, yoojung and the other female trainee, somi who was already there for a few months, basically became inseparable friends
  • you were already known for your killer dance moves and hella sweet vocals but you struggled with high notes 
  • all three of you did really so all of you always had fun trying to hit them and completely failing and laughing at each other 
  • you were also super excited to meet some of the guy trainees 
  • because according to somi, there were 4 of them and they were all gorgeous and super talented
  • she was friends with all four but especially close with daehwi
  • the boys and girls schedules never intertwined so you never saw any of the bnm boys
  • but when Rhymer (the CEO) announced that he was doing a special collaborative month for the female and male trainees and that the classes would be combined to create more competition so that we would all push ourselves
  • the thing is there were only 4 male trainees, and 3 female trainees 
  • because of Rhymer being extremely selective and only starting the idea of idol groups very recently 
  • you really liked Rhymer as a CEO, he gave you all quite a bit of freedom, he didn’t even have a dating ban his reason being was
  • the best music comes from either being in love or being heartbroken and that needs experience
  • but that love should never interfere with your career 
  • anyways when you three heard the news 
  • you all squealed and jumped around 
  • somi basically screaming “I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE DAEHWI MY FLUFFBALL”
  • yoojung also being like “GUYS what if one of us have to do a couple dance with one of the trainees??!!! I’d probably faint” she ended with a giggle
  • you smile at your friends and try to downplay your excitement saying “hmmm it’ll be nice to learn and get feedback from the other trainees”
  • somi teasingly says “OH COME ONNN Y/N!! live a little i bet you’ll fall for one of the guys” she ends with a cute little wink
  • you blush and deny it outright “oh hell no, i want to debut and a guy will just get in the way”
  • “mhmm keep on telling yourself that” yoojung says disbelievingly
  • *time skip to the day where you meet the bnm boys*
  • you can’t help but to dress a bit nicer instead of a normal baggy t shirt and really worn out shorts, you wore tight sport grey shorts and a cropped loose black t shirt both super comfy and great to dance in
  • you look at somi and yoojung who look so much better than you actually putting effort into what they wear
  • anyways you enter the dance studio and there’s Rhymer who greets you three and 4 boys all extremely good looking who immediately stand up and greet you all with a bow saying
  • “hi! we’re the male bnm trainees, please take care of us!”
  • your eye catches a super sweet looking guy with jet black hair and a smile which could melt the coldest hearts
  • he gives you a grin making your heart surprisingly flutter 
  • you scold yourself in your head “no no no not falling for any guys remember that y/n okay?”
  • the four boys then introduce themselves
  • the first guy, has honey blonde hair and looks so adorable and cute introduces himself super brightly as daehwi, you see him and somi waving at each other
  • the second guy with dark red hair and gorgeous brown eyes introduces himself in a low soothing voice as youngmin 
  • the third guy who looks nervous but still looks confident with dark brown hair and a killer smile which showcased his adorable snaggletooth introduces himself as woojin
  • then you turn your attention to the fourth guy
  • your heart flutters again and you’re annoyed at yourself, again
  • you admire his soft eyes and super nice smile, in a soft sweet voice he introduces himself as donghyun 
  • as he introduces himself he looks you straight in the eye making you want to squeal like a little girl on christmas day
  • you three girls introduce yourself super quickly greeting them as well
  • “hey it’s nice to meet you all!” you say in unison
  • somi and yoojung introduces themselves super confidently and brightly and then it’s your turn you feel slightly nervous but muster up your most confident tone
  • “hello my name i-is y/n!” 
  • you slightly stutter in the middle because you saw donghyun whisper something in youngmin’s ear and both of them looking at you in the process
  • you feel self conscious wondering if they’re mocking you, you slightly frown at the thought
  • but on the contrary, donghyun was saying how you were super pretty even in just a training outfit 
  • your thoughts gets interrupted by Rhymer who says to all of you
  • “so now since introductions are finished, i will give you a brief outline on what’s happening in the next month. in a month’s time you all will have to perform in front of your sunbaes, there will be three groups. one for vocals, one for dance and one for rap. the rap will be original lyrics from the two rappers but the music will already be produced. the vocals will be three people and they will have to compose the song and lyrics since there are more people. the dance group will be a couple dance and you will have to make a choreography designed in a couple format.”
  • all of you try to process everything
  • and there are a million thoughts in your brain but the one that stands out the most is a bit of you hoping and hoping
  • that you would be paired up with donghyun for the couple dance
  • you try to dismiss the thought but you can’t 
  • Rhymer announces that you’ll all have about 4 hours today but then only an hour each day and everything else must be done in your spare time
  • he also announces he already decided the groups and starts to call out names “yoojung and youngmin for rap, daehwi, somi and donghyun for vocals and woojin and y/n for dance”
  • your heart sinks as you hear your name for dance paired up with woojin instead of donghyun
  • you give a small smile to woojin who smiles hesitantly back
  • you hear yoojung whisper in your ear ‘ooo couple dancing with woojin huh?” 
  • you scold her “i’m not interested in him that way yoojung” 
  • she just lifts an eyebrow and you roll your eyes at her antics
  • you look at donghyun who has a small frown on his face and as he looks up at you his face brightens and he gives you a grin
  • you smile back shyly trying to ignore the butterflies which keep on occurring whenever you see him
  • anyways everyone gets in their groups and heads to different practice rooms
  • you discuss with woojin about which songs you want to do
  • you decide on wild thoughts by rihanna agreeing it’s a good beat and it’ll be easy to do a couple dance to
  • woojin and you were super shy and awkward at first but then suddenly you both get super comfortable with each other and is just super in awe of each other’s dancing
  • surprisingly after like an hour or so woojin loosens up and so do you and is a lot of fun and jokes around a lot, the whole couple dance thing isn’t awkward at all and you both think it’s just hilarious 
  • in a span of a couple of hours you guys become really close but not in a romantic way at all much more like siblings than anything else
  • by the end of your practice session you guys end up rolling with laughter than actually practicing 
  • unknown to you donghyun and youngmin was walking past 
  • donghyun saw you and woojin fooling around and having so much fun
  • he couldn’t help but be jealous of you two 
  • he knew he was going to have a massive crush on you from the moment you entered the room 
  • it kind of hit him again how much he already likes you, since he’s already being super jealous
  • he knew he felt something before from
  • the shy smiles you guys exchanged made his heart flutter and beat super fast
  • youngmin interrupted his thoughts saying “yah! donghyun you look super upset, you’re jealous aren’t you? you really like her don’t you but you haven’t even talked to her!” 
  • “i know i haven’t youngmin-ah i want to though” donghyun replies with a sigh
  • youngmin gives him a cheeky smile and says “well we’re gonna change that”
  • he pushes donghyun into the training room and he follows
  • youngmin announces brightly “WE’RE HERE WOOJIN DID YOU MISS US??!!” 
  • woojin groans “no, i really didn’t”
  • you laugh at the sight and greet youngmin politely “hello youngmin-ssi how’s your practice going?”
  • “no no don’t call me youngmin-ssi that’s too formal and makes me feel old just call me youngmin and practice is going great actually yoojung is so much fun to be with” he says with a smile
  • you agree wholeheartedly everyone loves yoojung
  • you face donghyun and you can’t help but blush and you say shyly
  • “hello donghyun-ssi i hope your practice is as going as well as youngmin’s”
  • he smiles back sweetly at you admiring how pretty you look even all sweaty and says 
  • “it’s going pretty well but i’m struggling on a few melodies because i didn’t have time to work with somi. since she and daehwi decided to go to the convenience store to get snacks and also get fried chicken and pizza for all of us, i think yoojung went with them as well” 
  • woojin and youngmin cheers hearing the news of food and you smile brightly thinking of how good the fried chicken and pizza will be
  • fried chicken and pizza over guys any day 
  • you can’t help but want to spend more time with donghyun so consciously/unconsciously you suggest shyly to donghyun 
  • “if you’d like before they get back i can help you with your melodies since me and somi voices are quite similar”
  • he grins brightly at you making you feel all warm and gooey but also relieved he didn’t shoot down your idea on the spot
  • he says gratefully “that’d be amazing thank you! could we go to the vocal practice room because all of my sheet notes and my guitar is there?”
  • “of course!” you reply feeling super nervous but excited to spend time with donghyun
  • woojin and youngmin look at each other with the look, youngmin whispers to woojin “new couple alert″ woojin grins back nodding
  • as you and donghyun leave the room woojin and youngmin shout to you two 
  • “HAVE FUN LOVE BIRDS!!’
  • you both blush crimson red and you give a joking bitch glare at the boys as you close the door
  • donghyun and you head towards the music room and you end up helping him with all his melodies
  • you both enjoy each other’s company a lot laughing and smiling
  • and every single time donghyun looks at you your heart can’t help but flutter
  • and you know you were going to fall really hard for this guy
  • he was sweet, funny, kind, handsome, had such a nice voice and you felt so happy and comfortable around him
  • donghyun felt the exact same way 
  • he never met someone as like you lol the cheese
  • you were sweet, nice, understanding, helpful. and pretty as hell
  • he also couldn’t help but fall for your angelic voice
  • you really wanted to learn guitar and you told him so 
  • “really?! i could teach you if you’d like?” he said sweetly
  • “thank you so much! if it wouldn’t be a bother of course.” you reply with a bright smile
  • “here i’ll give you your first lesson now” he says handing you his guitar
  • he tells you he’ll teach you an A major chord that being one of the most common chords
  • he shows you the fingering and you basically stop breathing because of how close you guys are
  • with his face centimetres from yours as he focuses on placing your fingers on the right strings
  • you both turn slightly pink at how close you two were
  • he tells you that the fingering is right and tells you to strum
  • just as you finish strumming daehwi bursts into the room
  • “WE’RE BACK AND CHICKEN, PIZZA, SNACKS, DRINKS ARE ALL IN THE DANCE STUDIO!!” 
  • both of you speed into the dance studio and basically sprint to the food
  • everyones eating and causing so much noise
  • there’s so much joking, bickering, shouting and it’s just such a great group of people
  • you all end up being super close after like an hour of stuffing yourselves and talking 
  • the next three weeks were a lot of fun
  • participating in classes with the guys was so much fun but also made it more competitive but in a good way
  • woojin and you basically become siblings and always have a blast dancing with each other and practices always go smoothly
  • your crush on donghyun just kept on growing every single day
  • your favourite part of the whole week is when he gives you guitar lessons
  • then you both eat dinner and just spend good quality time together
  • but you still always end up blushing when he either smiles at you or you guys have physical contact
  • donghyun and somi also get super close making you jealous occasionally but you always try to calm yourself and tell yourself there’s nothing between them
  • the actual reason why donghyun and somi were so close is because donghyun always wanted to talk about you but the guys would always tease him
  • somi promised not to tell you but she knew you had at least some feelings for him
  • he’d just always rant to her and ask her for advice
  • because he was falling for you harddd
  • he literally could never stop thinking about you and decided he’ll confess on the day of the performance
  • with the help of somi he organised it to the second 
  • he was going to make a super grand and cheesy gesture in front of everyone 
  • because that’s the type of person he is (idk if he is just let me do my shit)
  • anyways
  • you really didn’t want the month to end but sadly it did
  • it was the day of the performance and you were so hyped
  • you and woojin could do the routine while sleeping
  • it was super complex and so tiring to dance especially since you made a routine to the whole dance but it was so rewarding when it finishes
  • you were walking past the music room and what you saw and heard broke your heart into a million pieces
  • donghyun was there with a rose in his hand and his perfect angelic smile confessing to somi
  • you heard him say “i’ve liked you for so long and you always make me happy so will you be my girlfriend”
  • your heart shattered as you heard that one sentence
  • you couldn’t bear to hear somi’s response and you fled to the dance studio in tears
  • your heart was hurting so much
  • you thought the shy smiles, the guitar lessons, the long chats meant something to both of you but it didn't 
  • it just meant something to you 
  • he probably was just being nice and you were the fool kidding yourself he might actually like you 
  • he likes somi he likes somi he likes somi is the only thing that was running through your mind
  • you slammed the door shut and ended up sobbing your back pressed against the door
  • you hated yourself for crying this much and being so affected by him
  • you were in the midst of wallowing yourself in your own tears when you felt a pair of strong arms around you grabbing you tight
  • you looked at who it was 
  • woojin
  • he whispers soothingly into your ear as you cry into his shoulder “it’s okay y/n, i’m here okay?, it’s okay you’ll be okay.”
  • you finally stop crying and woojin asks you to explain what happened you tell him everything 
  • he nods understandingly through the whole explanation
  • then says 
  • “i don’t know y/n, i personally thought he really liked you too but i don’t know anymore. but you can’t this affect our performance, you need to show what he’s missing okay?”
  • you sniffle a bit before softly saying “thank you woojin for always being there for me and yeah i’ll give the best performance of my life, all our hard work will not go into waste”
  • your head think of the words rhymer said to you “love should never interfere with your career” and you promised yourself to give it your all
  • youngmin and yoojung finish their amazing rap, they had such great chemistry and every single word they uttered was perfect
  • up next was you and woojin
  • you put your performance face on and as the music started you felt at ease and you knew exactly what to do 
  • you and woojin flowed so smoothly and hit every single beat, your movements were jolted and sharp but those movements easily turned into flowy soft ones
  • both of you just oozed confidence and all the couple dance bits made you think of donghyun even though you hated yourself for it
  • you both performed the routine basically perfectly
  • from the side of the stage donghyun was trying to fight that monster of jealousy
  • he tried to smile at you as you passed but you didn’t even give him a single look making him frown
  • he was super nervous but not only for the performance but afterwards he was gonna do a solo and confess to you
  • he really hoped you’d accept his confession
  • he practiced with somi a few times before but she said they were all to scripted and fake and told him to just wing it
  • cue the ahhhhh that makes sense now
  • yeah lol ppl donghyun ain’t a two timer
  • the song went super smoothly and the not a single note was wrong, the harmonisation was perfect and so was the rhythm
  • donghyun then got his guitar and started to speak to the crowd
  • “so i’ve prepared a little song for someone special and i hope you all enjoy” he said with a smile at you but frowned slightly seeing your glare 
  • nonetheless he sang the song he’s worked on, not sleeping some nights to finish a few lines
  • you still felt so upset knowing this song was dedicated to somi and then he had the nerve to go and smile at you?! 
  • but you couldn’t help but fall in love all over again with is voice and the song
  • the song basically was a confession to this beautiful girl which you thought was somi
  • after he ended you couldn’t help but clap because no matter how heartbroken he was truly a talented performer
  • he then said “as you could tell this was a confession, every single bit of me loves this girl and she just always makes me happy and makes me feel so cared and loved for so i hope you accept my confession, this song was for you y/n.”
  • you’re dumbfounded and as you walk onto the stage with everyone cheering except woojin who looked even more confused than you 
  • you say to him a bit pissed off “bu-but i saw you confessing to somi like two hours ago?!”
  • he blushes bright red and explains super rushed “no no no!!! i was practising how i should confess to you, and somi was pretending to be you”
  • your heart soared, and happiness filled you up and your brain was screaming
  • HE LIKES YOU, KIM DONGHYUN LIKESS YOU
  • you blush bright red and whisper super embarrassed “really? so you were practising to confess to me?”
  • donghyun heart raced and said “yes i really was”
  • “well then i hate you for making me cry over you for an hour but i love you and of course i accept your confession” you say sweetly smiling widely as your heart was beating a hundred miles an hour
  • he smiles the happiest smile you’ve ever seen and before you know it
  • he gently cups your face and his soft lips are on yours and your heart flutters even more as he smiles against your lips making you smile as well
  • you break apart and he kisses you lightly on the forehead as he holds your hand and you both walk off the stage
  • he then whispers into your ear “i’m sorry you had to experience the wrong confession”
  • “it’s okay, i still got the perfect confession in the end” you say with a smile feeling like you’re on cloud 9 and then you basically go to heaven as donghyun says
  • “i’m glad you think so my little angel”

gosh i’m so tired i spent so much time writing this its 2am rn and i need to go to school tomorrow and i just wanted to finish this also this was 3.5k lol it is sooo long why do i make my writing so long, i’m so sorry ppl following meee, i always feel bad i feel like I’m wasting your precious time lmao also donghyun is such a sweetheart and i can’t wait for mxm debut!! also ppl please send me messages and anon stuff like even just to talk cause i love interacting with you all, anyways I HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT!!! 

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Wearing Renee’s worn out soft cotton t-shirt, it’s a little too tight around her broader shoulders but still comfortable. This is Allison before the makeup and the styling and the attitude. This is Allison as only Renee ever gets to see her and her heart flutters, as she leans in to kiss her good morning. 

from this lovely post, by @d-quintana

Bat Fashion

It is time, my friends, to discuss that most dreaded of headcanons, the “Which members of the Wayne Family can dress themselves.”

This set is rather more firmly based in canon than a lot of my headcanons, so yay?

Bruce: Is actually one of the less hopeless members of the Family. When he’s on a mission he is completely indifferent to whether he’s wearing a tux or rags or really much of anything at all. Clothes are only important as a means of hiding scars and providing protection from acquiring more. He designs the Batsuits and can usually throw together a presentable outfit for WE business meetings and casual “Brucie Wayne: Dad of how many is it now?” Occasions. (Black turtleneck and slacks) Anything else is up to Alfred. (He wears old designer t-shirts and short shorts around the house/cave. See @jerseydevious for details!)

Selina: has three modes. Stylish seductress, Catwoman, and “I’m tired and these sweat pants are comfy I wear what I want.” She always looks fabulous, no matter what and has a flawless sense of style. You can’t run a con if you aren’t dressed for the part after all!

Barbara: is very practical, especially after she’s shot. She is quite capable of pulling out professional or dressy looks when necessary but her personal preferences tend towards comfy pajama pants and soft long-sleeves t-shirts at home and capris and nice but casual tops when out and about. Accessories are kept simple. Small earrings, a small necklace. She doesn’t like bracelets. They make typing and wheelchairing interesting sometimes in inconvenient ways. Muted blues and rich greens are favorite colors.

Dick: *sighs* Oh Grayson. Richard the infamously-bad-at-dressing-himself. Any time he is living under the manor roof Alfred is basically the one dressing him for anything even vaguely formal. He loathes suits and tuxedos are the devil. He endures by thinking of them as particularly uncomfortable costumes. His personal preferences for out and about tend either towards jeans and t-shirts (paired with his dad’s old leather jacket) or really anything that he likes. His criteria are comfort and color. (And that is why there are paparazzi shots of Dick Grayson wearing neon pink leggings and a red and purple striped t-shirt.) Damian pretends not to know him a lot when they are in public. Babs has legitimately refused to go anywhere with him until he changes. Jason takes one look at some of his favorite outfits and cries.
Discowing. ‘Nuff said.

Jason: Jason Todd, when out of uniform, is actually pretty classy. He’s really good at dressing up or dressing down and is equally comfortable in a suit or cargo pants, t-shirt, and leather jacket.
In costume though…his tendency towards the dramatic has resulted in some interesting Red Hood looks. (That he is frequently teased about)

Cassandra: took to personal style like a duck to water. She’s gone through several phases, but is consistently a fashionista, though she adds her own special twist. She enjoys dressing up and looking pretty but also prioritizes mobility. Loves dark lipstick, large sweaters, leggings, and mini-skirts. Black and neon.

Stephanie: is a broke college student and dresses like it. Everything is purple or at least accented in purple. Most of her jeans are wearing through at the knees.

Tim: Left to his own devices he would be perfectly happy to wander around in oversized hoodies, garage punk band t-shirts, and worn out jeans or sweatpants with sneakers or flip-flops. As Timothy Drake-Wayne of Wayne Enterprises he has to be more businesslike far more often then he’s happy with. Tries to wear green suits. Alfred despairs. Can often be seen in yesterday’s rumpled button-down over his ratty old sweats that have been too short in the leg for almost two years.

Damian: Wears red converse with his tux and does his best to imitate his father. (The first time Dick saw them both in black turtleneck and slacks together he took pictures.) for home and the cave he prefers sweatpants and long-sleeved t-shirts.

Duke: Hoodies and jeans all the way. Bright colors but not eye-assaulting the way that Dick and Cass like. Comfort over form.

Alfred: has to wear more than the one suit but none of the Family have ever been able to find proof of this.