you are pretty and witty and bright!!!!

The Signs Gaze

*Check rising, sun and venus*

Aries: burning with intensity it’s pretty easy to know what they feel by their gaze, kinda intimidating and always staring at you dead in the eye. You can spot a little mischief in them. Probably black or grey.

Taurus: beautiful eyes no matter the color, there’s always something amazing about them. Usually looking right ahead and hard to intimidate. There’s a sweet spark in them. Probs brown or green.

Gemini: witty eyes that can kill you just with one look, there’s something entrancing about them, like they are hiding what they truly feel. Very likely to change of color depending on the light or clothes.

Cancer: bright eyes that look like they could tear up at any moment, pretty shy, probably looking at everything around them, most of them don’t like to make eye contact. However they can do it if they feel challenged or threatened. Can be blue or hazel, not very big but still beautiful.

Leo: they look at everything, very observant, but still sensual, making it pretty hard not to stare. Full of confidence, even if they don’t feel like it. Maybe brown or green.

Virgo: Not very expressive, but there is something calming and kind about them. With a clever spark they can make you wonder what are they up to this time. Might be brown or blue-ish and pretty big.

Libra: flirty, dreamy eyes that convey happiness. Even if they’re not feeling okay it’s their usual facade. Get easily distracted by their surroundings, but they know when it’s important to focus. Can be green or blue.

Scorpio: even if they have a light color, they have a dark gleam, like if they were full of secrets and memories they keep only for themselves. Very observant and sharp, looking like they don’t miss a thing. Possibly black or dark blue.

Sagittarius: a playful almost teasing appearance, can have a faraway expression sometimes, possibly wondering what new adventure they can make out of the situation. Likely to be brown or green.

Capricorn: a calculating, fixed gaze, they are determined and rarely wander off, unless something picks their interest. Possibly dark brown or light blue with very nice eyelashes btw.

Aquarius: very straight forward and maybe a little defiant, shining with intelligence, pretty detached most of the time but hella intense when they connect with their emotions. Maybe something in between green and blue.

Pisces: seriously suuch pretty eyes full of daydream, will make you fall in love instantly. Very expressive when focused, though. There’s a warmth about them that makes you feel at home. Probably brown or light blue with little freckles underneath.

Across the Hall [Chapter 3]

Originally posted by parkchanyeolieoppa

Chapter 1  Chapter 2

“I’ll go out with you. Tonight,” you spoke quickly, burying your innermost thoughts.
He stared blankly at you, trying to figure out the motive behind your sudden change of heart.

“What’s the catch?” he responded warily.

“Catch? What do you mean? I want to go on a date with you”.

You tried with all your might to keep your eyes locked with his. It was all too tempting to let them trail down his bare torso and you refused to show just how affected you were by him like this.

“Liar. Tell me now or I’m closing the door”.

You inhaled, closing your eyes as you realized you were going to have to explain yourself. You prayed he wouldn’t make it any more embarrassing than it already was.

“Fine… I’ll go out with you. But my sister and her fiancé are coming… and you have to pretend to be my boyfriend”.

He chuckled, eyes drifting to the ceiling. His hesitation was all too apparent and for a moment you actually felt bad for involving him in your mess.

“So, you don’t actually want to go out with me. You just need a boyfriend for the night and you thought you’d try and use me?”.

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Her Web

She asks you what your name is
as you’re wondering what her game is
beguiling, bright and witty
bewitching, and almost kind of pretty
long forgotten friend
friendly passing stranger
some place to rest your weary head
or a stray signpost warning danger
she shares exotic otherworldly treasures
offering endless hours of empty pleasures
you know the truth, too late to pretend
you’ve lost your will, you’ll never win
as into her web woven as a heart  
she smiles and slowly draws you in

Seventeen in love pt. 2 - Ideal types (astrology)

I just want to mention again that these things aren’t 100% valid and this is all for fun. Please remember that expressions like ‘’beautiful girl’’, ‘’cute girl’’, etc. are SUBJECTIVE thing ( I hope you get what I mean). It turned out that some members have very similar - if not almost the same - ideal types, so it was a bit hard.


- someone who balances him well
- delicate girl
- good manners
- someone who would be 100% dedicated
- equality, everything needs to be 50-50
- ‘’beautiful girl’’
- social
- elegant, stylish


- loud and flashy girl
- confident girl
- someone who can sweep him of his feet
- someone who gives him attention
- the girl looking like 100000$
- dramatic girl
- someone who will put him first


- bright girl
- a different girl
- someone who would be like a friend to him
- someone not too clingy
- smart girl
- smeone who can understand him
- someone who will give him some space


- intelligent girl
- witty girl
- good communication skills
- girl that can mentally stimulate him
- not jealous type girl
- social and kind
- faithful girl


- bright and social
- friendly
- talks more than him
- good heart 
- you have to be good with his mom
- playfull girl
- good listener


- intelligent girl
- kind girl
- someone to talk about serious topics
- friendly and goofy girl
- social
- someone that can hold his attention


- feminin girl
- girly-girl
- pretty girl
- a bit mysterious girl
- passionate girl
- someone who balances him well
- well-mannered


- uniq girl
- girl with a lot of charms
- bubbly
- not so clingy girl
- warm girl
- someone who understands him well


- independant girl
- confident girl
- competitive
- social
- talkative
- someone who’d try to be dominant
(just so he could be the one to hold her down)


- powerful girl
- ambitious girl
- straight-forward, not games
- passionate
- a bit mysterious
- spontaneous
- emotionally mature
- might be attracted to girls older than him


- independant girl
- outgoing
- good with children
- classy girl (in public)
- someone who’d be equal to him
- share the pants
- someone that’d make him look good


- talkative
- girly girl
- more like a friend
- someone to show off with
- loayal and amibtious
- not too clingy
- traditional girl


- laid-back girl
- ‘’ go with the flow ‘’ type
- passive and vulnerable
- someone he could lead
- romantic girl
- compasionate girl
- soft-hearted

omgkatsudonplease  asked:

prompt: "my brain is a carefully curated pinterest board"

set in the sherlock au verse!!! :D (unofficially)

“I just don’t understand how you remember so many inane things when you can’t even remember which order the months go in,” Yuuri complained, though his eyes were soft and fond as he shot an exasperated glance at Victor over the rim of his coffee cup.

Victor leaned back in his seat, the ambient noise of Charlotte’s Corner swirling around them. Victor paid no attention to it; Yuuri was much more interesting. He offered an indulgent smile. They’d been living with each other for a few months now, the distance between them growing smaller and smaller as they got to know each other better.

Still, they each had their mysteries—and the mysteries they shared were the most interesting of all.

“My mind is a carefully curated Pinterest board, Yuuri,” Victor said with a dainty, haughty sniff.

Yuuri snorted into his triple espresso. “Did you sneak onto Yuuko’s desktop again?”

Victor pouted into his travel mug of Earl Gray. “No.” He didn’t like to think that these few moments he could steal with Yuuri before his classes and clinic shifts would be taken up by allusions that he was anything less than impressive.

…but really, he just wanted to impress Yuuri. He always wanted to impress Yuuri.

Yuuri arched a brow. The stark white collar of his med coat was peeking out from under his puffy winter jacket. “No? Really? Would you perjure yourself if we were in court right now?”

“…I didn’t sneak anywhere. Yuuko gave me permission to use her desktop,” Victor admitted, but Yuuri’s bark of laughter was worth the gloom of confessing to anything less than extraordinary. “It’s an interesting website, Yuuri. And an adequate analogy! You know how my brain works.”

“Enough to know you won’t remember Pinterest next week now that you’ve made your reference. How long have you been sitting on that line?” Yuuri’s grin was bright; his eyes shone behind his glasses, and it was almost worth the implication that Victor lived his life from cheap trick to cheap trick, from witty quip to another one-liner… no matter how true that may be.

Victor scuffed his feet under the café table. The toe of his oxford shoe caught Yuuri’s winter boot. “You wound me, Yuuri. Pretty soon I’ll be forced to think you don’t hold me in high regard at all.”

Yuuri shook his head, a fond little gesture that spoke familiarity and affection more than agreement to Victor’s complaint. “There’s no one I think more highly of. You know that.”

Victor blinked. He stared. His lips parted and he exhaled, even as the rapt attention drew a pink stain to Yuuri’s cheeks. “Really?”

“Come on. I can make fun of you and still admit you’re the most incredible person I’ve ever met, can’t I?”

Yuuri’s eyes were downcast now; he worried his lip between his teeth. And then Victor felt Yuuri’s foot under the table—a flicker of warmth, even at the shiver of cold as the icy boot hooked around the back of his ankle.

Victor let out a long, low, silent breath. He smiled against the plastic lid of his cup. “Sometimes you forget to mention that second part.”

“It’s true.” Yuuri drummed his fingers against his to-go cup, then turned a wry smirk back on Victor. “Even if I don’t say it often.”

Contentment. Victor’s eyes lingered on Yuuri—the beautiful shapes of him, a miracle of physics and biology all wrapped up in that truly terrible winter coat. “I’ll remember that,” Victor vowed.

Yuuri tilted his head and crossed his arms over his chest, and his voice was private and only for Victor when he replied, “Yes, I’m sure you will.”

The Morning After The Night Before

Characters: Reader, Steve

Summary: The fall out of your friends discovering that Tequila is your kyptonite.

Word Count: 1713 words

Prompt:  Steve, ‘You’re important too.’ And  ‘I noticed’

A/N: This one is for a wonderful anon and the fabulous @deanxfuckingadorablexwinchester who requested this from my 300 celebration ‘100 ways to say I Love You.’  I joined these two together because it just fit so damned well.  It kinda turned into a part two from Truth and Tequila but you can read it by itself.

Part 1

Originally posted by imagine-that-marvel

Daylight permeated your vision and you groaned.  Turning your head felt the subtle pounding of the mother and father of all headaches with the possibility of a whole load of baby headaches coming along shortly.  Your mouth was dry and it felt like you had been licking a bear for at least three hours in your sleep.  And not a cute little animated bear, a full-blown grizzly who had been wandering in the woods for years and hadn’t bathed in its entire memory.  Forcing one eye open you look down and realise that you were still in last nights clothes.  Well, at least you weren’t waking up in someone elses room naked you thought to yourself.  Just as you were considering turning over and going back to sleep an alarm sounded through the tower.  Leaping up you immediately regretted your reflexes as the room span.  “FRIDAY, what the hell is going on?” you manage to ask, your voice husky and several octaves lower than usual.

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anonymous asked:

Okay, in your mythology au Dan is the son of Aphrodite right? Maybe a little insight on Dan trying to woo Arin by making dick jokes?

you’ve found a weakness i wasn’t aware i had, anon

like danny decides the best way too impress arin is to be funny, right? since arin was noticed by the muse of comedy. so he slides up one day and arin’s drawing something and says “ugh this is hard”

and danny goes “y’know what else is hard?”

and arin just busts up laughing and danny completely forgets the smooth line he was going to say next because fuck, arin looks so cute when he laughs

and arin says “is that a banana in your toga or are you just happy to see me?” and doesn’t understand when danny turns bright red in response. 

arin is waiting for a witty one liner back but danny’s lost the ability to function because arin looks adorable laughing and he just cracked a dick joke back. danny stammers out an excuse and hurries off.

once safely away he lets out a big goofy smile bc holy shit he’s pretty sure he’s just found the love of his life

he tries to be suave and cool but let’s be honest he’s a big mushy romantic at heart

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BOBBY-LOVE AND FALL: First impressions.

iKON’s Bobby just dropped his first solo album. After all the jealousy and mean comments I read when it was announced that he would be releasing a full album, I really wanted it to be amazing. It is. Not the way I was expecting though. This album is definitely full of surprises. When MOBB (WINNER’s Mino and Bobby’s unit) made their debut I found out Bobby was the one who participated in writting the music for their titles and then Mino gave it his own spin. That’s why I put Bobby on my list of idols that make me excited about their solo careers specially since he’s only 21. He wrote all the lyrics and took part in composing every song for Love and Fall.

If you’re expecting this album to be a party hardcore hip hop trip then let me tell you it’s nothing like that. The only song that has a heavy beat that matches his previous song HOLUP! as well as MOBB’s FULL HOUSE is UP a collab with MINO. When Bobby went to MBC’s King of Masked Singer I was surprised about his singing voice. I knew he could sing because of the snippets he’s shown with iKON and MOBB but I didn’t know he could sing that well. I now wonder if he made that appearance as a spoiler for this album. I’ve listened to this album on repeat ever since it dropped just a few hours ago, here’s what I think about it track by track.

I LOVE YOU. As most summer songs in kpopland, the beat is tropical house. A fun song about love with a sad twist in the end. He mixes his unique voice with a few hip hop verses. 

RUNAWAY. One of my favorite songs of the album. A melancholic song about wanting to runaway when the pressure of daily life and fear of failing is suffocating you. I love the chill rap.

다른 세상 사람 (A person who’s out of this world). A more hip hop based song with a slow beat about meeting a girl out of this world and warning her to stay away.

텐데 (I would). Another of my favorites. A song about turning a friend with benefits to a more serious relationship.

UP (feat. MINO). A song with a heavy beat with lyrics that talk about fame. This song gave me mixed feelings. I kind of wanted them to do a stronger rap on this track but I do think their lyrics are witty and fun.

SECRET (feat. D.K and KATIE). A very pretty mid tempo ballad. The lyrics talk about a girl with a boyfriend.

IN LOVE. This pretty love song is one of the highlights of the album. Bobby’s falsetto on this track is so beautiful specially with those strings in the background. 

수영해 (Swim). A bright colourful song with a chill beat.

Firework. A sexy song that will make you unconsciously follow the beat with your whole body. 

내게 기대  (Lean on me). A great way to end the album with this upbeat song about being there for the one you love in the hard times.

As a side note, I barely posted this when I realized the MVs had been taken down and reuploaded for the second time. Even though they haven’t confirmed it, seems like a hacker is doing this. Maybe someone who is not happy that Bobby got a full album. I can’t possibly relate to that kind of thinking. Either way I hope YG properly fixes the problem.


Looks Like They Didn’t Need Our Help After All 

It was just another night for you here in Gotham City. That was of course until a group of thugs grabbed and threw you into the back of their truck. A brown sack is still covering your head when the vehicle stops, so you have to rely on your other senses. The only sound that can be heard is the quiet chatter of the men who took you but there is a distinct smell of rotted wood and damp among a few other unpleasant smells. You screw your face up in disgust underneath the material that is currently covering your face. 

Finally, the back doors of the van open up and two guys grab each of your arms and usher you out. “And to think I thought you guys had forgotten all about me.” You say to them jokingly. “You could of at least picked a better place to hold me hostage this place smells like your grandma’s.” They shove you onto a wooden chair and restrain you with ropes. 

“Looks like we got ourselves a smart mouth, Hal.” A gravelly voice says to the other. 

“You guys have done this before, huh? It’s just I can’t help but feel I’m dealing with non-professionals here.” You never did learn to stop talking in inappropriate situations, plus you love agitating people. 

“We know what we’re doing.” The one called Hal scoffs and dismisses your comment. He proceeds to tie the rope tighter around your wrists and ankles to ensure there is no way you can get away. 

“If you say so, Hal. Can I call you Hal?” You tilt your head to the side with the brown bag still firmly attached. “This thing is a little itchy be a doll and take it off at least?” 

“Fine.” He growls and does as you ask, seeing no harm in it. 

For the next few minutes, you spend your time observing the group of men around you. Their grip around their guns grows tighter as time passes. They appear to be rather nervous, proving that they are total amateurs. Knowing this makes you smirk. You adjust yourself on your chair, making yourself more comfortable. Listening as they make demands to your father (the Mayor of Gotham) as a ransom for your life. 

“I’m only worth two million, really?” You are almost offended. “Come on guys, think bigger!” 

“In fact make that five million.” They amend their demand. 

“That’s more like it!” You manage to move your seat forward by moving your body up and down.

“Is it just me or do you think it’s a little weird they ain’t scared?” One of them whispers and the other just shrugs their shoulders in response. 

I feel pretty. Oh, so pretty. I feel pretty and witty and bright!” You sing from the top of your lungs enthusiastically. Everyone gives you a strange look and some even appear uncomfortable. “Come on, sing it with me, Frankie! I know you know the words!” 

“Shut up before I blow your brains out.” Hal points his gun directly at you. 

“Jeez.” You raise your eyebrows in response. “How charming.” You roll your eyes before humming the rest of your song. 

“She better be worth this goddamn cash.” 

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There’s been a man fixing my kitchen sink for almost an hour now and I feel too awkward to go about my business, so I’m just sitting on my couch frozen and petrified. Why can’t service people bring friends? Or their own radio to listen to? Worse, why do they try to initiate contact with me when I’ve got no make up on, in a bathrobe, and a facial mask plastered over my face? I don’t want to talk to you about my weekend, I want you to give me clear water again and leave.

I feel pretty, guys. I feel pretty and witty and bright.

I loved you. You were my actual everything. I cared about you. I still do. I still wonder what it would be like if we were together. We would have been perfect. I still have dreams about you. That much is still very true. I talk to you everyday but you won’t reply after a while. It makes me wonder what happened. Every time I see you I fall in love all over again. Your eyes a pretty hazel and your hair just perfect. Your smile so bright and your laugh is like a contagious disease. The way you dance, the way you sing, the way you always have a witty remark. Everything. I love everything. You’re flaws. The things you hate or deem ugly. The things you think are unattractive I find attractive. I find you attractive in many ways than just one. You’re actual perfection with flaws. You’re personality is amazing, you’re super cute, your intelligence, your wits, you’re also everything a person wants. You just don’t believe me. My actual truth speaks out. I love you and I won’t stop. I know you’re afraid, but I just want that chance. I can treat you right and make you feel like a princess. I can make you feel like nothing was ever wrong. I can make you feel more loved. I know I’m not perfect either, actually I’m the farthest thing from it, but I can try my hardest not to lose you, because in my eyes, you’re a person worth fighting for.

Pietro Maximoff One Shot

Summary: You’re at a gala and you and Pietro end up in an awkward situation that involves a slow dance and coming to terms with your feelings. Also implied smut.

Your name: submit What is this?


You’d always found Pietro attractive but you could never admit to yourself that you had feelings for him. 

There was no real reason for this aside from the fact that you were completely terrified that he wouldn’t feel the same way about you. He was a natural flirt, or so you believed, so it wasn’t strange for him to flirt with you and you couldn’t come to the conclusion that he liked you by his flirting. So you decided, in your mind, that you didn’t like Pietro and you couldn’t get attached because your jobs were too risky and you could die. This seemed like a logical reason to you when you thought about it in the shower.

“Come dance with me,” Pietro was suddenly at your side, making you nearly drop the champagne glass you were holding as you put a hand to your heart.

“I’m not much of a dancer.” 

“I saw you and Steve dancing earlier!” 

You dipped your champagne glass towards him slightly, wiggling your eyebrows.

“Jealous?” you teased, secretly hoping he was. You tried not to obviously check him out because you’d seen him earlier from a distance and oh god, he looked good. You, along with most of the Avengers, were attending a gala in honour of being heroes and saving the world, as well as raising money that went towards fixing the damage you’d done in order to save the world. And Pietro, naturally, took your breath away as he tidied up quite nice. You never knew you wanted to see him in a suit. 

“Like you were when I was talking to the girl in the lovely red dress over there?” the smirk grew on his face, “you forget that my sizter is able to read minds.” 

Your face turned bright pink, placing your glass on a tray as a waiter went by and taking Pietro’s hand in yours. 

“You suck, you know that?” you grumbled, his smirk turning into a bright smile as you lead him to the dance floor. 

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litty as a titty

I was hanging out at Light City and it was mad pretty 

It was glowy in the dark, going through was like a walk in the park 

It was litty as a titty, I was wandering around in the nitty gritty I was hanging with a bad bitch, she was mad pretty 

I heard she was your girl, sorry boo, you I pity I was wilin out in the streets, wilin out in the sheets, I’m getting biddies 

Crop game so hard, my niggas all Diddies 

We came up from dumb strife, we not saditty 

We beating up, eating up the box, we play with the kitty 

The stacks we counting dumb high, we talking hunnids and fiddies 

The stacks you count are dumb low, they itty bitty 

My niggas are so smart, we talking witty 

My niggas are so bright, they glow like Light City 

I’m hanging with ya girl, we still in Light City 

She’s a bad ass bitch, she is so pretty 

We getting dumb high, litty as a titty 

I’m sorry I stole ha heart, on you I pity 

Under the cut you’ll find ### lyrics from seven Broadway shows. They could be useful for bios lyrics, sidebar descriptions, para titles, plot or character inspiration. The lyrics aren’t necessarily in order as they appear in the show, but they are grouped by song. My favorites are bolded. PS I would suggest looking up the context of the lyrics before using (especially because all these songs are too good to not listen to).  

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Imagine: Being Han Solo’s best friend and Princess Leia gets between you two

For anon… Enjoy!

You sat back in the co-pilot’s seat of the Millennium Falcon, resting your feet on the dashboard. Han, who was lounging in the pilot’s seat, reached forward and swatted at your toes, waving them away as if they were pests.

“Hey, I work hard to keep this ship nice! I don’t need your muddy boots messing that up!” He growled jokingly, a half smile creeping its way on to his face when he saw you laughing at him. 

“Han, there’s literally a ball of Wookie hair under this chair.” You remarked, motioning to a wad of brown hair on the floor, which was about the size of a guinea pig. 

The smuggler made a face at it. 

“Chewy!” He yelled and a faint, familiar roar reverberated around the ship, echoing off of the walls. 

“Start cleaning up after yourself, ya big fuzzball!” Han hollered back and you could hear Chewbacca’s mocking simper. You pictured the massive Wookie sassing Han and you broke into a fit of laughter, an embarrassing snort vibrating your nose. 

Han looked at you in astonishment, his eyes wide and his mouth open, curved into a massive smile. 

“Did you just snort?” He chuckled, covering his mouth with your hands. 

You held your stomach, nodding quickly. Your breath was coming out in short gasps and your cheeks were starting to hurt from the constant smiling. 

That was when Leia walked in. 

The Millennium Falcon was currently stationed in the secret rebel base on Hoth, alongside Luke Skywalker and Princess Leia, who were almost forcing Han to stay there. You knew it was for his protection, since the entire Empire was on the hunt for the smuggler. You did feel bad for him, since he was so used to not staying in one place for an extended amount of time. 

Your laughter suddenly ceased when Leia entered the cockpit, finishing the braid that wound around her head. She was wearing a heavy white coat, complete with pristine white boots and bright red lipstick. Although you hated to admit it, she looked stunning.

Han looked up at her, his eyes twinkling. 

“How’s it going, princess?” He asked lazily. Leia smirked at him. 

“I’m fine, thanks.” She answered sarcastically, rolling her eyes dramatically. You had no idea why, but that bugged you greatly. 

“Hi Leia.” You said, almost obnoxiously. It wasn’t until the princess turned to you that you felt the heavy pressure on your shoulders, as if she had dropped weights on you. This was Princess Leia, after all. She was extremely intelligent, witty, gorgeous, an amazing leader, pretty much everything. You shifted under her stare, as if you were unworthy of being in her presence. 

“Hello.” She said, giving you a small, forced smile. You could tell she disliked you. 

Han Solo’s eyes glanced back and forth between the two of you and he raised his eyebrows, as if he was amused by the situation. 

“Leia, could you give us a second?” He asked the princess, smirking at her with as much charm as he could muster. Leia merely rolled her eyes and pushed a piece of hair off of his forehead. Her eyes were flooded with adoration. You wanted to puke. 

“Don’t take too long.” She cooed before stepping out of the cockpit, her strides across the floor light. 

As soon as she was out of range, you rolled your eyes dramatically, which made Han snort with laughter. 

“Geez, it’s as if it was the last time she would ever see you again.” You huffed, sitting cross-legged in the co-pilot’s chair. 

Han snickered. 

“Hey, it’s not her fault she fell for a gorgeous guy like me.”  

You chuckled lightly at his comment, but only half-heartedly. 

Almost as if he sensed your unease, his laughing stopped and he eyed you with confusion. 

“What is it?” Han asked, sitting up in his chair and resting his elbows on his knees. You averted your gaze from his. 

“It’s nothing.” You answered quickly, your cheeks starting to burn embarrassingly. 

Han narrowed his eyes. 

“I’ve known you long enough to know that something’s bothering you. What’s up?” 

Slowly, you looked back up at him, your eyes starting to water. 

“Leia’s perfect!” You blurted out, surprising yourself. “She’s perfect and amazing and smart and funny and fantastic and gorgeous and I’m just… I’m just… I’m just normal.” 

Han stared at you, his eyes wide. 

“You’re not just normal, you know.” He remarked, his eyebrows furrowed. 

You blinked frustrated tears from your eyes and felt a pang of shame as they rolled down your face. 

Han looked genuinely concerned and he moved towards you, holding out his hands. 

“Come here.” He muttered, his eyes interlocked with yours. 

“What?” You asked quietly, your voice ragged. Han got up from his seat and moved towards you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders. 

Taken off guard, you quickly locked your hands behind his back, your heart starting to beat through your thin shirt. Han’s head was leaning against yours lightly and you melted into his comforting embrace, burying your face into his neck. 

The smuggler let out a sigh. 

“Well, I think you’re more amazing, smart, funny, fantastic, and gorgeous.” He commented. 

You smiled against the smuggler’s shoulder.



Now Mark was quite a struggle for the sorting hat. He contained attributes of both Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, but it seemed that he would go far as a Hufflepuff. This boy would be extremely focused in class, unless his friends were in the same subject as him. Because of that, it’d result into him laughing constantly and little hiccups interrupting the professor. His laugh was cute though, but some people would find it annoying during class.  He’d have a soft spot for animals, concluding his favorite class as Care of Magical Creatures. Mark would also be a natural at Quidditch, even at his young age. He would be a chaser. Now you two would meet as you were a new student at Hogwarts. In one of your classes, you’d be trying to focus but would be interrupted by Mark’s giggle. Annoyed, you turned back and met with his face, red and out of breath. Mark would stop as he saw you and blush which then lead to your friendship.


Jaemin would be placed into Ravenclaw quickly, for his bright mind and witty personality. He would be pretty popular for his friendly nature. Girls would fawn over him constantly though Jaemin would never care. During his free times he’d decide to duel some of the first-years. Would that be fair? No, not really. He’d be the top of his class in Divination, which would make him extremely proud since it was such a hard class. Jaemin would be close friends with some Hufflepuffs not wanting to be friends with Ravenclaws since he doesn’t like being one-upped in conversations. Jaemin would be pretty good at flying but wouldn’t prefer to play Quidditch since he’d rather cheer for his team instead. For one exam, you realized you had a higher score than Jaemin did in one class. He didn’t really enjoy the constant bragging from you but you two decided to build a friendship from there.


Jeno would be sorted into Gryffindor due to his extreme determination and courage. Now this boy would be pretty quiet during class, probably dozing off in the back with his cloak covering him. Muggle studies would be his favorite class since he’d be fascinated how Muggles would live their everyday life. “Cars? How come they don’t have brooms? Gosh, they’re boring.” “Mobile games? Do they have nothing else to do with their life?” Jeno would be pretty into Quidditch, buying the latest hot new broom as soon as it came out. He’d be placed on the team as a Keeper. You’d be helping him understand that cars come in different variations and that not all muggles are boring. “Muggles don’t have screaming plants. Of course, they’re boring.”


This boy would immediately be put in Slytherin, being startled how loud the hat belted out “Slytherin!” right away. He isn’t exactly like a stereotypical Slytherin though. He gets quite annoyed about those stereotypes though. Donghyuck would have thick square glasses that he would pull down every time someone said something something offensive to him only to be struck by one of his famous comebacks. He’d take a real interest for his potions class. There would be textbooks filled with recipes lying all over his room. Donghyuck would be one of the best in his house at Quidditch, making him as a Seeker. You’d be pretty impressed by one of his witty comments at this stuck-up bully in your house. You’d confront him about it and take in some of his go-to comebacks that he taught you. Both of you soon became best friends.


Jisung would be new to the world of magic since he was a Muggle-born. A lost boy in Hogwarts, he’d be a first-year. He wouldn’t exactly know what “houses” were except the ones you live in back at his world. Not knowing where to go once a magic hat that was on his head screamed “Hufflepuff!”, he’d quickly shuffle to the table that were clapping and cheering as loud as they could. Jisung would quickly get used to the wizarding world though. You would be one of his first friends, helping him getting adjusted. Since Jisung was still new to magic, he’d be amazed at most of his classes and enjoy learning from them lots. He would have have a special liking for Charms though. “Jisung it’s LeviOsa, not LeviosAR!” He’d be pretty bad at Quidditch though. Jisung would stumble constantly trying to even get on the broom. “Don’t worry, you’ll get it one day Jisung!” Both of you would easily consider yourself as best friends since then and till the years come.

saturns-offspring  asked:

how do you tell the difference between a Gemini sun as opposed to a Gemini ascendant?

Both are quite rational and witty but while gemini sun can be sarcastic or take too much pride in their knowledge and opinions, gemini ascendant pretty much always manifests as not taking the world very seriously and appearing bright and playful

Fight for every ounce of her love even when she’s already yours. Give her new reasons to laugh and smile, because you love it when her face turns bright red from blushing too much. Tell her how pretty she looks even when she sends the silliest selfies. Be kind to her and let her know you’re always there if she needs it. Touch her heart and soul, not just her body, because you know she’s been torn apart and her trust issues are never the best because of what happened before. Make up to her, don’t just apologize; actually make an effort to do better. But most importantly, love her for who she is: beautiful, intelligent, witty, bubbly, outgoing, sarcastic, genuine, strong, talented, charming, and every other adjective under the sun that you can never think of.
—  Me.
2013 Frozen Fandom Recap
  • One piece of concept art
  • Nothing
  • Nothing
  • Leaked posters with unfinished character designs
  • nothing
  • nothing
  • nothing
  • Krumkake
  • We got a trailer that actually reveals to general audiences that it’s a princess musical, wait what?
  • The entire movie is shown to us via clips in trailers
  • The Frozenpocalypse
  • Olaf
  • Do we like Olaf?..
  • Late Night with Hans
  • Sideburns
  • Do You Want to Build a Snowman With My Frozen Tears
  • Kristoff’s Nose
  • Kristoff’s Hat
  • Kristoff
  • Hans’s Southern Isles
  • When Let it Go was fully released and we all listened to it 8,000 times
  • Where is the villain song
  • Adventures of Hans dolls
  • We all spend every cent we own on anything that says ‘Frozen’
  • Can I say something crazy?
  • Will you marry me?
  • Chocolate fondue
  • We are all gay for Elsa, regardless of gender or sexual orientation
  • Boogers
  • Hans Is Pretty
  • and Witty
  • and Bright
  • Kristanna everywhere
  • What do you mean six times is too many times to see a movie in theaters
  • When is the sequel

(feel free to add more)