you guys he is just so nice and genuine and idk what to do with myself

Tainted Love (part 3)

Summary: Soulmates are supposed to be a wonderful thing, that is until you find out who your soulmate is. You guessed it, Lance “The Fucker” Tucker.

Pairing: Lance x Reader

Warnings: swearin’

A/N: I bet you all look really beautiful today :)


Reality comes back to Hope and she screeches. “Are you fucking kidding me?!”

“What do I do?” you slap your palm on your forehead, squeezing your eyes shut.

“Is this a joke? Am I getting Punk’d?” she questioned and you scowl, although she couldn’t see your face through the phone.

“No you’re not fucking getting Punk’d, dumbass.” you grit, trying to keep your voice down so that Lance wouldn’t hear you.

You hear Hope scoff on the other end. “I can’t believe he’s actually your soulmate. How fucked up is that?”

“Laugh about it later. Right now I need to know what to do because at the moment Lance is in my kitchen.”

Her joking tone turned serious. “Why is that dickwad in your kitchen? Oh god Y/N did you guys fuck?”

“No! God Hope, I have self respect for myself, you do realize that, right?” your friend was being unbearable.

“That guy has some mad skills. One minute you can be talking about something as innocent as a kids birthday party and the next, you’re fucking. He’s smooth as hell.” she tells you and you sigh.

“Yeah, well I won’t make the same mistake that you did.”

“I was young and dumb Y/N. Stop holding my past against me.” Hope says in a casual tone.

“I don’t! This is probably the third time I’ve ever brought it up since meeting you! You’re the one who always brings it up!” you defend.

“Yeah, yeah. Listen, just go out there, look him in the eyes and say get out of my fucking house you sex addicted freak. He’ll be gone just like that.” you can practically see her shrugging.

“I’m not doing that Hope, I’m a nice person.”

Hope sighs loudly. “I don’t know what to tell you, Y/N.”

“There has to be a reason as to why he’s my soulmate, Hope. Maybe he’s not as bad as you make him out to be.” your voice lowered towards the end and you shut your eyes, knowing Hope would start yelling at you.

“I’ve experienced what it’s like to be with Lance head on! I know what kind of asshole he can be. He breaks hearts and doesn’t care, Y/N! He’ll do the same damn thing to you and I won’t allow my best friend to get hurt from some scum bag who doesn’t have feelings!” she shouts and at one point you have to take the phone away from your ear.

“Hope, there has to be a reason that above everyone else, he’s my soulmate! We’re destined to be together!” you argue

“That soulmate stuff is bullshit.”

“Say that in front of Ben.” you challenge and she goes silent. “ Exactly.”

“He’s an asshole.” she reminds you.

“You just say that because he fucked you over and he’s been cruel to you since you got all the attention despite only winning the bronze.” you roll your eyes.

“He’s mean to Ben!”

“Hope, you’re mean to Ben.”

“Yeah but I’m allowed to be mean to him.”

Another eye roll. It goes silent on both your eyes as you process everything that has happened in the last 20 minutes. Lance is your soulmate. You share every cut, every scar, every injury, every… Tattoo.

“Hope, I gotta go.”

“What? No, where-” you end the call and toss your phone onto your bed then storm out into the kitchen, startling Lance when was leaning against the counter, sipping his cup of water.

He stands up straight upon seeing you. “Hey, what ha-”

“You selfish asshole!” you shout, coming chest to chest with him. Lance is confused. “I can’t believe how inconsiderate you are! You knew damn well that you had a soulmate and you knew damn well that I’d feel every single thing you felt!”

“What are you talking about?” was he being serious?

“I’m talking about you getting that god awful gold medal tattoo!” you shout. “Do you not know how ugly that shit is?! I hate taking showers, I hate looking at myself in the mirror and I can’t fucking have sex with anyone because that stupid tattoo is so god damn embarrassing!”

Lance smirks. You didn’t expect that reaction. “Shit, you have it too? Lemme see..” he leans forward, reaching for your pants but you swat his hand away, glaring at the tall, dark haired man.

“Fuck you!”

“Oh baby,” he rests his weight on the counter again. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

You look at him with disgust plastered on your face before turning your back to him. “Get out of my apartment.”

Now when girls would tell Lance to get out of their house, he’d be out the door before she could even finish her sentence. But with you, it was different. He wanted to stay with you, he didn’t want to go. Just being in your presence comforted him no matter if you were angry with him or not.

“Y/N, wait, no, I didn’t mean-”

“I said get out, Lance.” you snap, turning back to look at him. “Maybe it’s a good idea if we just stay away from each other. You didn’t want anything to do with me before, there shouldn’t be a difference now.”

Lance thought back to all the times you’d try to contact him with a simple ‘hi’ or ‘hey’ and he’d respond with a ‘fuck you’ or ‘leave me the hell alone’

“I’m sorry.” the cocky, asshole Lance from before was replaced with this Lance. He was genuinely sorry.

“Just leave please.” you sigh, not daring to look up from the floor.

Lance, defeated, let out a puff of air before complying to your wish. He looked at you once more before shutting the front door behind him.


A/N: Sorry it’s kind of short. Tell me what ya think :)

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EXO APPRECIATION POST

A/N: This was not planned and I should totally be studying now but I’m fed up with stuff I’m reading these days , coming from the inside of the fandom mostly and these type of situations just trigger my inner crazy EXO-L so I’M GONNA SPREAD LOVE TO ALL THE MEMBERS I DON’T CARE.

Originally posted by nikaiv

->Kim Junmyeon (Suho):

Originally posted by suhomysuho

-this boy trained for 7 years ok?

-i’m obv biased but one of the best kpop group leaders out there

-actually is thinking about EXO all the time

-sincere eyesmile

-takes care of all members

-big sense of responsibility

-probably blames himself if anything bad happens to EXO

-is prob very pressured by the company

-LOVES all the members, i’m sure of it

-also loves fans with all his being

-never dissapointed us

-defends EXO all the time

-precious

-learned to be more himself on camera

-is always improving

-one of the most handsome guys out there

-doesn’t care about fanwars

-carries everything on his shoulders

-tries to make EXO-L happy all the time

-comforts members  

-underrated talent

-dad jokes 

-but it comes from his heart

-is always teased af but everyone loves him too much

->Kim Minseok (Xiumin):

-has always been amazingly precious

-works hard

-cute af

-sexy af

-relatable

-amazing laugh

-great vocals

-everyone respects him

-is always teased by baek but secretly loves it

-Suho’s partner for dad jokes

-can have a lot of facial expressions

-is always the one chosen to talk by the other members

-is much more popular than SM expected him to be (suck it losers)

-looks good all the time

-is much more than just looks though

-performs af

-simple with a touch of too much

-mature guy with a fun side

->Zhang Yixing (Lay):

-someone hold me up while talking about this boy

-king

-cutie pie sweetie

-so talented

-underrated vocals

-cares SO much about EXO 

-works too hard 

-like all the time

-has an amazing soul

-look at this smile

-puts too much pressure on himself

-is the link between present ot9 and old ot12

-broke a bunch of records with his solo

-feels comfy around the members

-sometimes is shy

-can be straighforward

-is always trying to contact fans

-reads fan letters at airports

-husband material

-also sexy af

-look at those hips ok?

-literally never stops practicing

-because he always thinks he is not doing good enough

-musically gifted

-how can someone not like him??????????? i’ll never understand

->Byun Baekhyun (Baekhyun):

-popular line

-extra af

-expressive

-vocals that make me cry

-for real

-always tries to lighten up the mood

-can get angry

-it’s a light

-king of dance improvement

-knows what EXO-L think

-lowkey everyone’s bias

-don’t deny it

-flirty

-after you are too into EXO, you can just know what he’s thinking by observing his facial expressions

-little shit

-in a good way

-Yixing protection squad president

-doesn’t deserve all the shit he gets

-laughs and smiles 

-tease

-so talented

-he literally trained for like 6 months

-somehow still manages to always surprise us

->Kim Jongdae (Chen):

Originally posted by overnightprincess

-kind

-prob one of the best vocalists out there

-king of dance improvement part 2

-where’s his solo?

-admits to have a dirty mind

-and knows we all do too

-laughs a lot

-screams a lot

-whines a lot

-passes a lot of emotion through singing

-i don’t think i’ve ever seen this boy sad

-sometimes underrated talent

-has a good relationship with all members

-gets awkward sometimes

-gets annoyed 

-cuddly

-mature guy with a fun side part 2

-always gives his all

-veins

-high notes

-knows the limits when teasing

-helps others

-defends his members

-> Park Chanyeol (Chanyeol):

Originally posted by ohhsenshine

-musically gifted 

-can do anything basically

-works so hard

-is always putting pressure on himself

-but it is silent about it

-popular line 

-goes with the mood 

-best rapper of SM (sorry not sorry)

-appreciates everything fans do

-wants to be loved

-loves back

-can be really really cute

-even if he is a giant

-gets stressed easily

-ears

-underrated vocals

-seriously

-family oriented

-still reaction king

-supports everyone

-!!!

-tease

-very handsome

-is prob making music rn

-sleeps late

->Do Kyungsoo (D.O.):

Originally posted by tokyo-inn

-hold me up when talking about this boy part 2

-one of my favorite voices for real

-you can swim at his vocals

-is so genuine

-is friends’ with all the members

-very gifted actor

-maybe doesn’t express that much but you can see he appreciates everything fans do with all his heart

-smol 

-lethal

-wants to murder Chanyeol and Baekhyun

-but actually loves them too much to do so

-his smile>>>>>>>>>

-and laugh

-everyone loves him

-is actually really fun

-is naturally cute

-even if he doesn’t accept it

-gentleman

-cute eyes thing

-really really handsome

-generally doesn’t die his hair

-because he is superior

-kidding

-actually loves being EXO

-RnB/Soul king

->Kim Jongin (Kai) :

Originally posted by death-by-jongin

-I might get a little too ahead of myself rn so i’m sorry in advance

-overworks himself all the time

-is literally always practicing

-cries when he doesn’t get to perform

-literally just wants to dance and sing 

-is thankful

-is a baby 

-family oriented

-puppy lover

-underrated vocals

-genious dancer

-pouts

-best laugh ever

-looks good all the time

-really really cute

-king of facial expressions on stage

-has two personalities

-hip thrusts generally on point

-looks great in suits

-has the kindest soul

-well-manered

-observes a lot

-can be quiet

-thinks a lot

-gets nervous before performing

-puts too much pressure on himself

-100% potential to be sexy at any time

-king of smirks

-is always dramatic when dancing

-can be deep if you understand what he is saying

-boyfriend material

-is very soft 

-kim kai

-cuddly

-> Oh Sehun (Sehun):

Originally posted by channieschubbycake

-do i even have to do this? everyone knows i love him

-is always improving

-underrated actor

-honestly i laugh at all interviews he is in because he is so random i luv him

-is also a baby

-popular line

-needs company

-gets lonely

-loves Suho

-most loyal of them all

-quiet

-unique in his own way

-really good laugh

-has died his hair of every color ever

-likes to comunicate with fans

-is very fun when not on awkward interviews

-loves EXO

-lowkey king

-can be shy

-sometimes doesn’t know how to speak what he’s thinking

-ocassionally writes cute letters

-really really really handsome

-we all get proud when he gets his solo dancing shots

-sleeps late along with Chanyeol

-has a really soft heart

-lowkey makes fun of himself

-all the members are his brothers

-is precious af

BONUS: (i’m a hardcore ot12 stan, what did you expect?)

->Wu Yifan (Kris):

Originally posted by vvu-yi-fan

-very talented

-obv underrated

-looks cold

-is actually kind

-loves his mom

-hard worker

-international

-very very handsome

-doesn’t regret his time with EXO

-has a lot of opinions

-is a really nice guy for real

-appreciates his fans so much

-really great smile

-sexyyyyyyyyy

-says he gets all the girls

-is actually a dork

-clumsy

-speaks a bunch of languages

-boy is smart

-galaxy 

-> Luhan:

Originally posted by morningsdeer

-is an actual prince

-i’m not even kidding

-manly

-is shy on camera

-has been much more natural nowadays though

-is conquering the world

-defends himself

-loves soccer

-family oriented

-extroverted + introverted

-really shiny eyes

-great smile

-is awkward

-gets anxious while doing interviews

-is constantly improving

-underrated dancer

-probably the only one that still contacts every EXO member ever

-mature but fun guy part 3

-is willing to give his all

-has something to say to the paparazzi and stalkers

-still gets shy often

-you cannot not like him

-i’ll say it again, actual prince

-> Huang Zitao (Tao):

Originally posted by zitao-vevo

-is also a baby

-has grown up a lot though

-really sincere with the fans

-wants to tell us everything

-admits his mistakes

-wants to be loved

-appreciates the fans too much

-loves the members

-specially close to Sehun and Suho

-very talented

-underrated

-soft 

-martial arts king

-is happy now and that’s all that matters

-loves to perform

-has a burning passion for it

-is also always improving

-easy to know when he is tired or annoyed

-great laugh

-works hard

-precious part12

-is heartbreaking to watch him cry

-overcomes obstacles

-lowkey diva

-in a good way

-protect him

Boy Next Door (Part 2)

A/N: It has been a long while since I’ve written fluff, so I was incredibly glad that you guys liked the first part! It was absolutely insane. I’m thinking a part 3 to end this fic, and I hope you’ll like that. Like the first one, please tell me what you think. I would appreciate it!

The one where Harry teases her a lot, and Y/N keeps getting smitten

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Thirty minutes into Jake and Rosa’s committed endeavor to track Amy down the day of the Sergeant’s exam, Rosa receives a text. Or to be more accurate, several texts.

Gina: hey hmu when you guys find amy at the pantsuit store

Gina: i suggest you guys start searching in the beige section

Gina: she was complaining about how she ruined her best one the other day

Gina: i wanted to drown myself in a beige sea so i didn’t have to hear her talk anymore

Rosa rolls her eyes but she can tell there’s genuine concern laced in Gina’s jabs at Amy’s fashion sense. She quickly types out a reply while Jake prances on in a strange but interesting mimicry of Amy’s gait. His voice is gentle and an adequate attempt at being calming- he’s doing a terrible job of actually impersonating Amy, but Rosa knows that beneath the surface Jake’s on the verge of panicking because he’s so worried. The voice is what’s keeping him from falling over the edge.

Rosa: you seem to care a lot

Rosa: you should’ve come with us since you seem so sure about where amy is

Gina: i don’t care

Gina: Santiago just gets really unstable over tests

Gina: the stress could kill her

Gina: and my psychic said not to attend any funerals for six months

Rosa: yeahhhhh you don’t care at all

Gina: plus I’m having some inheritance battle with the Boyle family

Gina: Boyle’s dead great aunt accidentally left me this disgusting bread dough

Gina: so I asked Boyle for ten thousand dollars

Gina: problem is my space heater burnt the dough

Gina: you gotta see this

Gina: hurry up and find amy so you can come back here

Rosa snorts when she reads through Gina’s texts about an hour or so later- she’d been too engrossed in the roller coaster of a chase for Amy, and only whips her phone out when Jake goes up to the roof to talk to Amy alone.

In all her years of existence, Rosa’s never met anyone quite as interesting as Gina Linetti. Her lips break into a genuine smile when Gina sends her a picture of burnt sourdough, and when she gets a second picture of Gina next to the burnt lump pretending it’s a freshly baked loaf of bread, Rosa’s heart flutters a little.

Rosa: how has your space heater not burnt your legs off

Gina: this bread is actually like SO good you should hurry back so you can try some

Rosa: i think we found amy

Rosa: but jake and i are probably gonna wait for amy to finish her sergeant’s test before coming back to the precinct

Gina: that’s nice and all but could you not do that

Rosa: …why not

Gina: I miss you

Rosa’s breath catches in her throat and she’s overcome with an avalanche of emotion. She gulps and reads the text over and over again. It’s not a hallucination, Gina Linetti really did send her a text message claiming to miss her.

Which is… nothing much right? Who cares really. Words are just words. They shouldn’t- why was Rosa having such a strong reaction to this? To Gina? Why was the thought of being missed by Gina something so overwhelming- and why… did Rosa miss her too?

They’ve been dancing around each other for a while now. They’d spend a copious number of hours together, refusing to be apart for even a second (memories of being bound together by pink skipping rope and playing pool at Shaw’s whilst knowing a pair of eyes followed her every move came to mind), and then suddenly being far, far apart. In the same room but talking to everyone except each other.

Things between them keep almost happening. And when they don’t, they become like-poles of a magnet, repelling each other to the extent of feeling pain. At this point, Rosa can’t tell who’s doing the pushing and who’s doing the pulling anymore.

She locks her phone and stuffs it into her pocket. She’s not sure what she wants- she only knows that what she feels for Gina isn’t at all what she feels for Amy, Jake, Charles- or anyone for that matter.

Half an hour after being left on read and nervously debating whether or not she should take her words back- Gina gets spammed by upwards of ten pictures from Rosa- all depicting Jake on the verge of tears as he hangs off the top of a roof.

Gina’s never felt more relieved in her life.

Rosa: he tried to Die Hard off the building

Gina chuckles at the thought, and genuinely wishes she had been there to see that. She looks at the shameless selfie Rosa took with Jake helplessly dangling off the building in the background and smiles.

Her heart’s never felt more full.

anonymous asked:

can you do a fluff about vernon being your best friend, but you secretly have feelings for him? you can make up the rest! thank youu ~

Originally posted by visual-17

In Vain

Word Count: 5002
Genre: angst angst anGST (with fluffiness ish? idk)
Pairing: You x Hansol (Vernon)
Warnings: nothing major, just some light cussing here and there, and a bit of dirty humor

Sometimes Cupid runs out of arrows and only shoots one person instead of two. And sometimes, Cupid is cruel enough to make you fall in love with someone who doesn’t have enough room in their heart to love you.

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Shawn Mendes One Shot: The Ellen Show. Pt.2

A/N: AYO again! I got so many of you asking for part two so obviously, I did it. I’ve had SOO much fun writing this. This one again is lengthy but I hope it’s worth it? I’ve actually been thinking I might continue more with this as now we’ve finally gotten to the better stuff? I don’t know I might actually make this into a fic? Let me know what you think? Maybe I’ll just do a part 3 to finish it up 100%, or just leave it at this or reboot it to fic? IDK, y’all let me know. Anyways I hope you enjoy regardless!!! :)

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“Ready?”

You looked up to your manager and nodded your head like bull riders did in the pins before coming out. Your manager pulled open the black SUV door and you heard the screams that you heard from inside the car. They cheering of what seem predominately girls didn’t escalate a lot as your feet touched the pavement, however, you did notice it increase ever so slightly.

You stepped away from the SUV and began walking towards the alley between the crowds. When you looked into the crowd you didn’t register anything at first. You were mostly concerned with trying to get correctly in place. Your manager escorting you into the correct place on the carpet before you walked out to the cameras.  

“Okay, give me a second, wait here.” My manager said holding up his hand.

Both myself and his assistant stopped where he informed us. Both her I chatted a little to make it not seem awkward that we were standing in the middle of carpet with people running around us.

Suddenly I heard my name being called. I looked up as some fans yelled from the side behind the barricade. I made eye contact with one who was calling to me and waved brightly smiling to her.  They called some more.

Looking to my managers assistant I grinned. “You’re supposed to stay here.” She spoke cautiously.

I patted her shoulder and smiled. “Well, you stay right here. I’ll go say Hello.”

She shrugged her shoulders indifferently. Turning away from her I began to tip toe over to the crows on the side. Hands started reaching out and screams began to ring in my ears. I found the first girl I had waved to and went up to her.

“Oh, my god. Oh, my god. “ She said over and over.

“Hiiii!” I smiled. “How are you guys?”

I felt a few hands touch me gently.

“Oh, my god. Can, can I get a picture?” The original girl said stuttering. I beamed, nothing made me happier than when people seemed to genuinely be excited or happy to meet me. “Oh of course!”

She pulled up her phone and held it out to take the picture. “Here let me take it.” I asked reaching for it to get a better angle as she was pushed to the edge of the barricade. I held out the phone taking the picture and a couple more for good measure. She thanked me repeatedly. I moved along a little to the side and spoke to a few more people, taking pictures, signing stuff and talking to them.

“I’m so excited to see the movie in August.” Someone said as I was singing a ticket. My head shot up, I made eye contact with a young teen boy.

“Are you really? Oh my god that makes me so happy to hear!”

He smiled back and asked for a picture. As I clicked for the picture I heard my manager calling my name. I looked down from the camera I was holding up and saw him waving for me to rejoin them. I turned around and said I needed to leave to the people who were still reaching. They all gave me disappointed responses.

“It was so nice to meet all of you. Have a wonderful night.” I smiled once again waving to them, before turning around.  I quickly jogged in my heals over to my manager. He looked at me and to the crowd I had just been with.

“Man, you’re a natural for this. I couldn’t have trained you any better myself.”

I turned my head, not understanding his comment. But before I could question him, he was pushing me forward. A woman in black clothing and a headset came up to us.

“You’ll have to wait for a second. Wait right here.”

We stood waiting as the person in front of me turned and the photographers began to yell her name. It was Vanessa Hudgens, which made you instantaneously feel nervous. Like aways waiting made you nervous, but following Vanessa was more pressure.

Over the yelling of photographers, you heard two screams from the side calling you. You looked to see two young girls yelling your name, arms outstretched papers and sharpies in hand. Without thinking you took off to them, you manager was yelling at you, but you didn’t care.

“Hiii.” You said to the two girls reaching for their pens. You pulled off the cap and quickly signed the two notebooks.

“Oh my god you’re so pretty.” The blonde one said. I thanked them before waving goodbye. Turing, I returned to my manager who was angry.

The woman in black was waiting, they rushed me out onto the main carpet. I walked out gracefully and unrushed, the lady pointed for me to stand. Turning the yelling of my name began. The flashes made me go blind instantly. I had done this only a handful of times before so I tried to remind myself to not get lost.

Smile, relax and pose. My manager’s voice said in my head.

I did just that. I heard the photographers yelling my name at different octaves trying for my attention, I tried to follow them, so they could get the shot. In-between yelling my name they yelled out compliments. This happened for a good thirty seconds before the escort on the carpet touched my arm. Blinded by the flashes I tried to follow her.

“Right here.” She said again, and I believed I had gotten the right spot. This happened twice more before I had reached the end of the carpet. When I reached the end my manager had already gotten to the end somehow and was waiting for me.

“You fucking killed that!” He said grabbing my shoulder and shaking them in excitement. “God damn. Keep it up you’re going to be giving us a raise soon.”

I smiled genuinely happy at both my manager and his assistance’s excitement. Although all this celebrity type stuff wasn’t my favourite I wanted to please them. I wanted to work hard so I could never say I failed because I was too pretentious to put in the work.

My manager escorted us to the next line of press, which was interviews. This was a portion I was always had mixed feelings about. I had only done a few of these but they were sometimes a hit or miss. Sometimes interviewers genuinely didn’t know who I was, which was embarrassing and awkward. My manager quickly readjusted my tops white trap, as it had moved on my shoulder. I looked down and smoothed out my white skirt. I felt a little more exposed in my outfit, I had argued with my manager that it might not be the most appropriate outfit considering the audience of the award show. But he insisted I wear the two piece, white lace bustier top and knee-length skirt. Reasoning that we were wanting to keep my audience older, more serious and mature. He wanted to move me away from the CW audience I had made my appearance with, which was the exact reason for being invited to the Teen Choice Awards show. Wearing this outfit would imply just that, he stated.

“Alright. Let’s go.” A man said from behind us.

I turned and followed him. He pressed me towards a crew. I left my team and began speaking with them. My manager went along behind me looking for other crews and networks for me to speak with. This was a crucial moment.

The interviews went by with good success. I had spoken to Buzzfeed, E! Network, The Young Hollywood and a few other mentionable. They all asked standard questions a few off ones but mostly asked about the upcoming moving and my interview with Ellen. E! Network had been the only one to bring up Shawn. Keeping nonchalant I brushed it off and said that the fans thinking we were cute together was flattering. But followed by reminding them I had never met him before.

After the interviews, we walked inside. My manager escorted us backstage which was buzzing with crew members and celebrities. I caught a few glimpses of actors who gave me butterflies thinking about them being so close to me.

The show was about to start and my manager wanted me to get to our seats. I was seated next to Melissa Benoist, who had been my co-star on Supergirl for the five episodes I had appeared on for their last season. We greeted on another and I was very aware of a camera man taking our picture as we did. We chatted for while and moved on to chatting with numerous people around us. Soon an ambience came over the room, cameras pulled into closer to staged and people began taking places. There was a final announcement that show would be on its way shortly.

A minute or two later the room hushed over and the host for the award show took place on the stage. The music and lights began and soon the show was on its way. I enjoyed my time as this was my first award show of this scale, everything going on around me was new and unexpected.  Although Melissa and I had never spent much time talking to one another offset, we made good appearances for the show and cameras anytime they might be on us.

It was around a quarter into the show when they were transitioning into the next musical performance. I watch someone tall set up onstage within the shadows. He took his place at a piano and I knew exactly who it was.

The host came over the sound system. “Shawn Mendes!”

The lights on the stage dimmed and the fog began to come over the floor, rain drops fell on the monitors as he began to play. Slowly, the spotlight lit him up, and I caught my breath. Seeing him for the first time was nothing like I expected.

He face was shadowed by the spotlight but I saw his brows furrowed in concentration as he played. Coming up to the microphone he began to sing, which really took my breath away. No amount of listening to his album and seeing pictures of him through display screen could simulate what it was like to see him in the physical.

His voice filled my ears and he was all I saw. I was mesmerised.  He continued singing with his hit ‘Stitches’. I knew his set perfectly for the song and saw the guitar and mic waiting for him further upstage. I sang along quietly, watching him sing with so much passion. Suddenly he smiled before standing up from the piano. The crowd went wide and I cheered with them. In the darkness, with the stage display showing a clip of heavy rain pouring I watch him pick up his guitar and come to the mic no more than fifteen feet away from me. Cameras swarmed in front of us pointing forwards him.

With the hit of his guitar the lights lit him up and he began singing the pre-course. I watched as he looked out to the crowd singing to them and only them. When he got into the course and the building was lit up and booming from his hand work. I was bouncing to the music singing every line and word. A camera man came in getting footage of me. I pretended he wasn’t there and played along for the show. But I truly didn’t need to act, as I was enjoying Shawn’s performance.

He hit his guitar with one last stroke and smiled out to the crowd. The audience was loud, he beamed up to them mouthing a thank you before blowing a kiss up to the stands. He looked down lower. Again I was mesmerised. Suddenly he turned his head down into the crowd in front of him. He didn’t look right to me first but scanned quickly and suddenly we made eye contact. It was only for a moment and I’m sure he had no idea who I was before the lights fell dark and he was nothing more than a shadow. Crew members rushed him off stage and into the blackness.

The rest of the next two hours I only wondered if he saw me. I questioned again if he even knew me, had he seen Ellen’s interview?

The rest of the show was long and tiresome. Keeping up appearances would have been better if I had been presenting or nominated for something to give me a bit of excitement but that was not the case. I only hoped it would be in the future.

With time the show was over and my manager guided me backstage again, stopping along the way to get photo opportunities. My manager was over the moon with how much exposure I was gaining from the night. Once back in behind the stage people were everywhere there was people and crew running around. Photographers and publicist. This particular situation was new to me but my manager seemed to know what to do. He was grabbing at any opportunity for me to get, pushing for A-list celebrities. He worked his magic and managed to snag me a moment with Selena Gomez and Tayor Swift. The cameras went off like fireworks as I chatted with them, we turned for a photo and then as fast as they came were both taken away. My manager was ecstatic and to be honest I was little too shell-shocked to understand the scope of what had just happened.

We moved on to other in the room and after a while, a woman came and talked to me. Looking around the room I then caught a glimpse of Shawn. He was tall in the crowd making it easier to find him. I watched him as the woman I didn’t know was talking to me. Attempting to pay attention to her I would glance down but I kept looking back to Shawn. He was smiling to whomever he was speaking with his smile bright and I couldn’t help but feel happy when watching him as he smiled to someone else. I couldn’t imagine how it felt to be on the receiving of his smile. Turing back to the person in front of me I tried to answer their questions but only managed to the word “yeah” out. They gave me an odd look but continued on anyways. They had my attention for only a few seconds more before I looked up towards Shawn again. I was fixated, there was no other word for it. He was all I saw, I just tried to not gawk at him as he spoke to the person at his attention, looking absolutely captivating. His eyes were so warm and bright, I loved looking at them.

Suddenly I looked away, realising that the reason his eyes were so pleasing is because they were looking right at me. I felt the heat in my cheeks, something that hardly happened. Not daring to look again I engrossed myself into the person in front of me, who I still didn’t know.

After a bit, this person left me and my manager pushed me onto the crowd. I then felt a touch right above my wrist and someone with a pleasant voice called my name. The touch disappeared and I looked to the location it came from.

I saw Shawn smiling at me just before a person walked by between us. My heart felt like it fell out of my chest.When the blockage passed he was still there looking at me and smiling. Turning I smiled back, it felt big and hurt my cheeks. “Hi.” I said over the crowd too loud.

“Hi!” He said, extending his hand and opening up his arm. I took his hand and shook it. He leant into me with his open arm and we exchanged a reserved hug for a first greeting. The lights from the ceiling flickers a few times. “So nice to meet you.” Shawn smoothly spoke into the back of my head.

Inhaling I caught his scent. “Ah. Yes. Nice to meet you as well.” I stuttered too distracted by just his scent.

We disconnected and there was an awkward moment. He smiled just for a moment his face gentle.

“Your performance was amazing. I loved it so much.” I burst out, and I began to ramble. “I mean I’ve seen you do it live online so many times but seeing it in person was honestly a long time dream of mine. I was blown away!” As I spoke a smiled came across his face as he listened to me. “I’m honestly such a huge fan.” I finished.

He leant forward and smiled shyly. “Oh thank you that’s so sweet.” He said touching my forearm, which lit up to his touch. “I actually saw you in the audience after.”

I raised my eyebrows, staggered. “You did? Wow. I didn’t even think you knew who I was?” I laughed nervously.

Shawn gave me a beatific smile, touching my arm again. “Of course I know who you are.” He chuckled and it was a warming sound. “I’m still waiting for my marriage proposal.” He then gave me a wink.

My cheeks went hot again, and I loathed the feeling. “Oh, god.” I said placing my hand on my face. “You saw the show.”

Perplexed, he looked at me. “Of course I saw! I love her show.”

“Oh god.” I reached out and touched him for just a moment, this skin was so warm and soft.  The lighting in the room flashed again. It was if our touch was creating shortages in the electrical for the building. “I’m so sorry.” I threw my head back removing my hand. “That’s a little embarrassing.”

“Don’t say that. I found it really flattering.”

I shyly looked away. “Well, I’m glad you did, and didn’t find it creepy.”

He chuckled again and I think I fell in love with the sound. “No. Not creepy at all.”

The room flashed again and I noticed that a man with a camera was standing taking pictures. I looked directly around us and a little ring of privacy was created just around us. The photographer, asked for the picture of both of us.

I looked up to Shawn and he smiled to me and opened his arm for the picture. I turned into his arm, his hand pressed to my middle back and couldn’t help noticed how much I enjoyed the touch. I leant slightly in for the picture, the photographer got a few of us smiling and a few without. My manager and a guy who I assumed was Shawn’s came in the place of the photographer and they took a picture as well. I noticed a few random people behind them did the same. I whispered thought my smile to Shawn.

“Would you mind if I actually got a picture on my phone too?”

Our managers moved away and Shawn removed himself away from me.

Timidly smiling up at Shawn I continued. “Like I said. I’m actually a huge fan so this is a big of a big deal for me.”

He shook his head just slightly as if to say to not be so ridiculous. “Of course. As long as I get one as well. I’m a fan of you as well.”

I giggled reaching into my small red clutch. “Oh don’t falsely flatter me.”

Shawn pulled out his from his back jean pocket. “I’m not.” He said looking serious. “I started off in school musicals, to say I wasn’t excited for a remake of ‘Singin’ in the Rain’ would be disrespectful.”

I looked down at my phone trying to hide how flattered I was at him knowing what I was working in.  

“You’re alright with Snapchat?” I asked politely my finger hovering over the app. Shawn pulled up his phone to show me the opened app on his. We chuckled at one another before he shuffled closer to me for the picture. I leant into him and he pulled it up both of us showing up on the screen. He looked perfect. I smiled at the sight of him and me together in a picture. He tapped the button for the picture, we relaxed our pose and he touched at his phone.

“A silly one?” He asked, his voice deep and raspy so close to my ear.

I agreed as he set up his phone after a few moments for another picture. We returned for a pose again, and both we posed. We both make a shocked face lips were parted and eyes wide. I giggled at the coincidence before reposing for the picture. Shawn took the picture and then we move onto taking one on my phone. We only got to do one, before Shawn’s name was being called by someone. Shawn looked up and indicated he needed to move on.

“It was so nice to meet you.” He said reaching to hug me with one arm. I reached back returning it.

“Likewise.” I beamed, my cheeks hurting again.

His hand was still on my forearm. “Hey, listen we should hang out sometime. If you want?”

I raised my eyebrows stupefied at the offer. “Yeah, that would be great.”

He held my arm tighter and smiled. “Great! Listen I’ll get my guy to contact your guy if that works for you?”

I nodded unable to speak.

“Again, I’m so glad to have met you. Have a great night.” He smiled brightly to me once last time before himself and his touch disappeared into the crowd.  

The crowd around me swallowed me up again. My manager came into view and his cold hands were only my shoulder.

“Oh, my god. That was great. You did such a great job. You really sold that!”

His words confused me. “What?” I asked my voice distance and preoccupied. My brain was filled with images of what had just happened. I held up my phone the picture of Shawn and myself still waiting on it. I published it to my Snapchat story after saving it.  My managers cool hands then pushed me around the room for the rest of the night because I was gone. Whatever logic or attention I had, left with Shawn. Part of me was terrified of how I was feeling but the other part was elated. Nothing could live up to this.

It wasn’t until the lights and sounds were gone in the black SUV driving us to an after party that I really came to my reality.

“I met Shawn,” I whispered as I looked out the window as the L.A lights went by. “I cannot believe this.”

“You did amazing at the show.” My manager said grabbing my attention. “You got so much exposure. You interacted with fans naturally. So many good pictures.” He turned to his assistant. “Make sure we are pushing those.”

I turned to my manager saying his name and telling him to  “Shut up.” He stopped.

I began to shake my head in disbelief. “All of this is really happening isn’t it?”

He grinned at me. “It really is.” His hand touched my knee. “It’s only going to get bigger, trust me.”

I looked away from him and back to the window. “I couldn’t think of anything better.”

I felt an icy hand on my hot shoulder. It was warm in the club for the after party. I turned around my manager was leaning into my ear.

“Shawn’s manager got into contact with me.” Instantly I was fully attentive to him. “Saying you and Shawn wanted to get together sometime?”

I looked up in the dark room and nodded eagerly.

‘Well, he’s only in town until tomorrow afternoon. And with the promo for the movie you’re going to be swamped for the next two months. The only time that works for the both of you in the next three months is tomorrow morning?”

“Okay?” I answered. “So?”

“Well, are you good with that.” My manager yelled into my ear.

“Yeah!” I yelled back.

“Alright well, it will be early. I’ll get back to Andrew. We should get you out of here then. Don’t want to be up to late and miss tomorrow.”

I nodded in agreement, excited to leave the party. My manager really had wanted me to attend the party but I wasn’t into it and was just going along for the benefits it could give me. All this was for the better, right?


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Black, White and Red

Originally posted by mintokkies

Rated: Smut, Angst

Pairing: JaehyunxReaderxYuta

Summary: The story of secrets, deceit and greed. Three characters with unlikely alliances and one common goal; power. Jaehyun is stuck between his own thirst for power and his need for the one thing that could take away everything. Yuta has ambition growing from an unlikely alliance and convinces himself to do anything to protect it. Between both of them is her, ambitious but with one weakness, she does all it takes for Jaehyun, even if it’s putting herself aside. But how long can she hold up her own fragile games?

(A/N): This is vastly unedited, but I’m starting college from tomorrow so idk how frequent updates will be.

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This prompt reminded me of something I wrote a while ago and never posted:

Alter Ego Prom AU

I’m coming up with headcannons for a high school AU with Mark and Jack’s egos. It’s like, whatever ego X reader. Each ego has their own tendencies and I wondered what it would be like if they liked the reader and asked them to be their prom date. It’s kinda silly but idk.
(I’m not going to do all of them, because there’s just so many)


Dark: He asks you in a very traditional way, it probably involves roses. He won’t admit how overjoyed he is when you say yes.
He tells you to wear red, so you’ll match his tie, and when he arrives to pick you up, he tells you how amazing you look.
He probably goes all out with renting a limo and takes you to fancy restaurant beforehand.
At the actual dance, he introduces you to all his cohorts. He acts very professional and proper around them. Whenever you have a moment to yourselves, he pulls you away to kiss you. He’d definitely dance to all the slow songs with you, whispering sweet things into your ear.
He wins prom king because of how immensely popular he is. You subsequently win prom queen, because the two of you are dating and everyone knows this. Alternatively, if you didn’t win for whatever reason, he would ignore the actual prom queen and still dance with you instead.

Wilford: This is a tricky one. He’d tease you with the idea that he might ask you, but you’d probably have to bring it up to him tbh. It would take a little persuading, but he would eventually agree. He’s aready bought the tickets for the two of you anyway, so you figure it was all just part of his plan.
Once you know he actually does like you, he tries to spoil you. He even takes you shopping for what you’re going to wear.
On prom night, he takes you to your favorite restaurant and he lets you order everything you want, including dessert. When it comes to dancing, he has two left feet, but he insists on dancing anyway, mostly the fast, upbeat songs. He’s a bit embarrassed to slow dance with you, but he’s actually not terrible. If he ends up stepping on your toes, he apologizes profusely.

Google: Sends you a well-worded text “I was calculating the probability of wether or not you would agree to attend this ‘Prom’ event with me. You are a very interesting person and I enjoy your company. I would find it incredibly satisfying if you said yes.”
When you agree, he is genuinely grateful. When he picks you up, he tells you, “I’m delighted that you agreed to attend this event with me. I am aware that there were many other qualified suitors who were willing to accompany you. The fact that you chose myself is quite flattering.”
He would go on to tell you that he finds your outfit aesthetically pleasing. He would take you to any restaurant you want, and he’d spend the whole night by your side, making sure you were having a good time. He brings you punch and offers you a few dances. Even though he can’t actually feel any sort of attraction, he would do things that are considered romantic, because he knows how much you like him. He’d even kiss you if you asked. It does nothing for him, but he’s contented by how much you seem to enjoy it.

Yandere: He’s too shy to ask senpai to Prom in person, so he slips a letter into your locker. The note itself is actually pretty child-like in appearance, with little hearts and doodles in the margins. It’s written in sparkly gel pen and ends with those “check yes or no” boxes.
When you approach him after, he is afraid of what you’re going to say, so he tries to avoid you. When you finally catch up to him and tell him you’d love to go, he blushes and asks “really?”.
He wants to do so much for you, but he’s practically paralyzed for fear that he might upset you. As a result, you end up planning almost everything, but tell him that’s okay, whatever he’s comfortable with.
When you actually go to prom with him, he wears his nicest dress and it’s your favorite color. You tell him he looks nice, but he insists you look even better. Every time you give him a compliment, he nearly faints. He’s so nervous, but you do everything in your power to make sure he’s not stressed out, and after a while he does become calmer. You’re pleasantly surprised by how well he dances, and he tells you that he’s been practicing a lot to impress you. At the end of the night, you kiss him on the cheek and he practically melts into a puddle on the floor.

Author/Host: Probably sends you a letter, hand-written in expensive ink on canvas paper. It probably contains quotes from your favorite books. It’s so beautifully-worded, you can’t help but accept his invitation. He would take you to his favorite café before the actual dance, maybe even read you a poem he wrote for you.
When you dance with him, he probably sings along to the songs. He mostly speaks in third person, and he’s a bit embarrassed about it, but you don’t see it as a problem. It’s just one of his little quirks and it makes him more interesting to talk to. At some point during the night, he’ll start acting a bit nervous and when you ask him what’s wrong he says, “The Host would like to know if it would be alright to kiss you?” of course, you say yes.

Anti: Probably asks you with a prank. Your ticket pops out of something with a spring. It scares the shit out of you, but after you’re over the shock, you agree. He’s absolutely ecstatic when you tell him.
He refuses to wear a tie, but still looks pretty good in his suit.
Once you’re at the dance, he tries to hijack everything. He empties the prom king and queen ballot boxes and fills them with cards saying “dat boi”, “deez nuts”, or something like that, so no one really wins. He also spikes the punch and the two of you (plus countless others) probably get a little tipsy.
He finds dancing pointless and this whole rest of the event is kinda boring to him. After he’s caused all the trouble, he just wants to leave. Depending on how you answer, he’ll react differently. If you want to stay, he’ll do it, maybe even dance with you, just to make you happy. If you agree to leave, the two of you probably end up making out in his car. The two of you would also totally be cliché and get a hotel room afterwards as well.

Chase: Prom with Chase plays out like a drama movie. Just assume that he and Stacy had a fight and now she’s going with some other guy to make him jealous. He asks you to go as friends, because he doesn’t want to show up alone.
He’s super nice to you and buys both tickets, takes you to dinner with his friend group, (which includes Stacy, so it’s kind of uncomfortable) and dances to pretty much every song.
Even though it’s supposed to be platonic, both of you end up having a great time and he tells you he wants to hang out with you more. This never happens though, because by the end of the night, Stacy is crying and begging him to take her back. Of course, he’s still stuck on her, so he shoots you a “sorry, but I have to” kinda glance as he leaves with her, and you’re left alone, to figure out how you’re getting home.

Summer Job Series (svt) -  babysitter!seungcheol

This is my first ever scenario but I hope you like it !!!

  • you can’t say you love babysitting
  • it’s not that you were bad per se, it just that you couldn’t really handle all the energy
  • you had younger twin brothers, who were cute and all ,,, until they steal your stuff to see if they can sell it to buy more action figures
  • they were eight and running everywhere, messing with everything, and it was just too much 
  • your parents never let you babysit them by yourself cause they knew you couldn’t handle it
  • and thank god cause even you can’t trust yourself with taking care of them 
  • but also wow I’m in college, I can’t even take care of my brothers smh
  • your parents were having a dinner party with the parents of the twins’ friends
  • so basically wine sipping adults and six year olds running around everywhere ,,, great 
  • it seemed fine cause all you had to do was help set up then you could stay in your room away from the mess 
  • UNTIL
  • your parents call you down from your room and tell you that the adults wanted to go out for karaoke …
  • and you’re like no, nonononono you can’t leave me alone I cAnt evEN taKE CaRe oF mYseLf!!!! LET ALONE 5 KIDS
  • and your parents are like pls chill, our regular babysitter (who you were pretty good friends with) can’t make it tonight so one of the parents called one of their regulars
  • and you’re like ,,,, ok but this makes it harder cause idk this person gskflsj
  • and they’re like you’ll be fine!!! please do this for us!! the children will be up for just another two hours then they’ll go to sleep !!!! please !!! 
  • you give in cause you don’t really have a choice
  • the parents stay until the babysitter comes
  • the door bell rings and you hear your parents welcome them in
  • you look up from your phone and were genuinely surprised
  • there was a guy, seemingly college age as well, walks into the living room
  • he walks up to you as you stand up from the couch
  • he shakes your hand and smiles
  • and ,,, his hand is really big and is rough but in a nice way??? what 
  • and his smile, it made you melt cause it was just too cute 
  • “hey, my name’s Seungcheol nice to meet you,” 
  • he was too polite and kind it was weird
  • jk it was nice and adorable you couldn’t help but smile warmly and introduce yourself as politely as he did
  • “Seungcheol’s been our regular babysitter for the past 3 years, he’s basically a pro don’t worry y/n” said one of the parents
  • he blushed and was like what!! noooo
  • he was incredibly handsome like you have never seen someone look that good in a plain black tee and jeans
  • as the parents were saying goodbye to their kids, Seungcheol came and stood next to you
  • “umm I kinda heard that you aren’t that comfortable with kids so if you want you don’t really have to do anything”
  • you looked at him with the utmost surprise which made him ??? so confused
  • you began laughing and he’s like what’s funny?
  • then you told him that he’s gonna die trying to take care of this many rowdy kids, no matter how good of a babysitter he is
  • he smirked smugly and said let’s see really confidently
  • and you’re like /// woah what happened to the polite seungcheol??? I miss him now 
  • and now it’s his turn to laugh
  • now in the house its just you two with the kids
  • the first two minutes seemed peaceful enough ,,, then the screaming began 
  • three of the boys were fighting over whose action figures were better 
  • the two girls were watching barbie as the princess and the pauper and were fighting over who was better, anneliese or erika
  • you and seungcheol look at each other and just sigh
  • “as much as I like the barbie movies, I’m gonna go sort out the boys with the action figure fiasco”
  • you laugh and laugh even more when he mentions that he prefers erika over anneliese but they’re both pretty bad ass
  • you go to girls and try to calm them down
  • like hey!!! both princesses are cool !!! anneliese is really intelligent while erika is talented !!! and they’re best friends so you should like both of them
  • the girls were like ,,, thats true ,,,,
  • then the wedding scene comes and the three of you smile and sing along to the cute song
  • seungcheol looked and you and thought ,,, wow ,,, she’s really pretty ,,, and she sings really well ,,,
  • you look at seungcheol and smile at him
  • you’ve always found it adorable when guys are really good with kids 
  • this is the first time you’ve seen it in real life, only in movie and tv shows
  • you see him be like !!! obviously my action figure is better !!! like look at all the weapons that come with it !!!
  • the boys were fascinated and stopped fighting when they realized seungcheol was right ,,, his was way cooler
  • seeing this made your heart melt since like !!! how adorable is this !!!
  • it was already time for bed so you both help the kids get ready for bed 
  • they were in the living room, the boys already tired out from fighting, already sound asleep
  • you and seungcheol watched the kids ,,, standing like proud parents
  • until one of the girls woke up rather frantically 
  • she then started crying 
  • you and seungcheol rush to her ,, worried sick
  • seungcheol pet her hair while she hugged him
  • “what’s wrong mina?? what happened??” he said as he comforted her
  • seeing seungcheol being so caring for this little girl ,,, made your heart hurt from the cuteness 
  • “cheolie, I had a nightmare… can i have some warm milk,,,” she said feebly 
  • “of course, y/n and I will go get it” he said as he gave her one last squeeze before releasing from the hug 
  • she sniffled as you lead seungcheol to the kitchen
  • as much as that was sweet scene, you couldn’t miss out on this opportunity 
  • “cheolie?” 
  • he blushed as you mentioned the nickname ,,, he was too cute you couldn’t stop smiling
  • “yeah, mina was 5 when I first babysat her and she had a hard time saying my name, so she just called me cheolie… guess it just kinda stuck”
  • “awww you’re just too cute” you say as you pinch his cheek
  • “im cute?” he looks smugly
  • you looked away and he just laughs
  • you guys get to the kitchen and heat up the milk
  • you have random conversation, how school’s going and all
  • as you guys walk back to mina with her warm milk you see her smile weakly
  • “are you better honey?” you say as you brush the stray hairs from her face
  • she nods and smiles meekly ,,,, 
  • “cheolie, can you braid my hair”
  • he smiles as he gets to work
  • its a comfortable silence ,, just watching him gently french braid her hair
  • and like he is REALLY good, like he is instagram worthy good
  • as he finishes he shows her how she looks through his phone
  • and mina just ,,, smiles like the cutest lil smile ever
  • she hugs him as a thank you and your heart is practically bursting cause this was the cutest thing you have ever seen
  • “alright mina, you really should go back to sleep now. Y/N and I will be here if you need us again” seungcheol says so warmly
  • mina lays down and closes her eyes, quickly falling asleep
  • you and seungcheol sit on the couch, the room dimly lit while all you could hear are the soft breathes of the kids sleeping
  • you’re siting next to each other ,,, a little too close for people that have just met ,, but it feels really nice 
  • “so you know how to braid hair too huh? what can’t you do” you say making him smile
  • “having been mina’s babysitter for three years teaches you a couple things” he says chuckling a bit
  • you tell him how you can’t even braid your hair half as nice as he can  
  • “want me to braid your hair for you?” 
  • you’re shocked cause ,,, like what a weird thing BUT YES PLS
  • he starts braiding your hair and it’s like heaven 
  • his big hands are surprisingly really gentle, he softly takes pieces of hair and incorporates it into your hair 
  • as he finished you were really giddy and really wanted to see how it looked
  • you saw yourself through your phone ,,, and you were genuinely surprised
  • its was perfect ,,, the braid being loose while also keeping its form really well
  • he had left pieces of hair out to frame your face and you truly felt so pretty because of it
  • seungcheol looked at you happily, noticing how happy and giddy you were from something he did
  • “you are truly amazing, you know that right” you say, beaming at him
  • “well it helps that you are just absolutely beautiful to begin with” he says softly as he comes closer and closer towards you
  • you look away at the sweet compliment but he takes you face gently into his hands ,,, and when you’re looking at him he softly tucks a piece of your hair behind your ear
  • and slowly ,, slowly you just gravitate towards each other
  • the kiss was sweet and gentle, giving you a million butterflies in your stomach 
  • when you guys pulled away you guys were smiling so much it would probably creep out people if they were watching
  • but you guys were just so !!! happy !!!
  • you held hands as you leaned your head on his shoulder ,,, whispering your conversation so you didn’t wake the kids
  • and you were just so … comfortable … that you just started to drift off ///
  • “Y/N wake up, the parents are back” he said softly, nudging you to wake you up 
  • seungcheol thought that you looked so adorable ,,,, all sleepy and beautiful ,,, 
  • you guys stretched once you got up and quietly greeted the parents when they came in
  • you both helped them carry their kids and their belongings back to their car 
  • as the parents left, your parents gave you the money to pay seungcheol then headed off to bed, tired from being up waaay too late
  • as you walked him to the door, you tried to give him the money but he refused
  • “meeting you is worth way more than any amount of money” 
  • as you practically melted and supported yourself on the door frame he looked at you cheekily
  • “although, you could pay me with one last kiss and a date”
  • you couldn’t even reply when he already went in for the kiss
  • when it ended it left you starstruck cause like wow ,,, that was a lot more passionate then the last one
  • “can I assume from you kissing me back that it’s a yes for the date” he asked, smirking
  • you smile and are like well duh captain obvious 
  • you guys exchange numbers and you watch him get into his car and drive off 
  • and you just go and flop down on your bed and think ,,, babysitting isn’t that bad after all 
First Dates w Seventeen: Mingyu
  • So when it comes to Mingyu and his feelings, he’s pretty transparent
  • Like, he’s pretty obvious about the fact that he has a crush on you
  • Like he flirts so unashamedly and everyone else around the two of you picked up on it pretty quickly
  • Once Mingyu worked out that he liked you, he was basically like ‘yep, I like them that’s cool’
  • He’s always giving you compliments that are kind of greasy, but they’re coming from a good place
  • And he’s just so fond and soft and he’s honestly like a puppy
  • The literal definition of puppy love
  • And he doesn’t even care that he’s obvious because it’s how he feels and he’s comfortable with it
  • You, on the other hand, struggled with your feelings for a little bit
  • Like you knew that you liked him, but you weren’t so sure where he stood
  • But, for a little while, you were like “oh… I can’t be sure… he’s very fond with all of his friends so, you know… I can’t be certain…”
  • So your flirtationship goes on for a while
  • Until one day, you’re hanging out with Minghao, who turns to you and deadass asks “so, when are you going to ask Mingyu out?”
  • You almost choke on your drink because wHAT THE HELL YOU Don’T ASK PEOPLE THAT
  • You manage to regain your composure and you’re like “I don’t know what you’re talking about”
  • And Minghao just gives you The LookTM
  • And you shrivel up because he’s onto you
  • He just goes “you know you’re not fooling anyone, right”
  • And you’re Dying
  • “Does he know?”

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Requested: Archie x artsy,shy,quite reader.

Pairings: Archiexreader

Warnings: fluff, idk if there’s swearing but maybe

A/N: this is cute.


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3rd POV

“Town with pep?”

“Trust me yn, you’re going to love it here, have a good day at school!” your mom smiled, meeting your eye in the rearview mirror. You didn’t want to move but yet you found yourself hoping out of the back seat of the battered Ford Focus.

Archie pov
“Hey bets who’s that girl?”

“Oh yn? She’s new, showed her around this morning, she doesn’t speak much…or at all” Betty shrugged and joined Veronica on the couch opposite from me. Hmm.

Yn pov
Id spent the whole day avoiding eye contact and conversation with numerous people. This is the town with pep but all the town with intense curiosity.

I’d made it the end of my first school day, just my favourite class left. Art. Yay.

I walked into the clearly underfunded art room and was greeted by the smell of acrylic paint. Bliss. Through all the turbulence in my life a consistency had been the inconsistency of art. Beautiful.

I sat down the back and hunched over my sketch book trying to make myself as small as possible, specialty of mine. Don’t want to be seen or heard. Bliss.
A glint of beautiful fire red hair caught my eye causing me to lazily gaze up to find a tall, athletic guy in his letterman jacket in front of my work bench.

“Umm hi…yn right? I know you’re new and I’m not trying to be rude but I kinda usually sit there….” He seemed genuinely sorry, that’s refreshing. I could feel my hands begin to tremble at the unplanned social interaction. Breathe, breathe, breathe.

“But you can sit there next to me, my buddy Jughead switched electives so it’ll be nice to have someone to talk to” the red head beamed at me…well he isn’t going to get much chat out of me that’s for sure.

Without a word, I moved my things over one space and return to my doodle of a little alien in a space ship. If only he could take me with him.

“Aw that’s so cute” his voice caught me off guard. If i keep ignoring him, he’ll go away. Hopefully?

“So are all the girls where you’re from this cold or?” He laughed

“Well it was Northern Alaska so…” I deadpanned and he looked at me confused. He doesn’t get my sarcasm, fabulous.

A slow smile grew on his stupid adorable face and I found my plain stupid face mirroring it. Shit.

“Oh sarcasm? My bud Jughead would like you”
I bit my lip and quickly return to my drawing as class begins around me.

We spent the next few weeks like that, him making jokes and being sweet to me while I just nodded and smiled in returned. It got to the stage where I think he thought I didn’t speak any English. Sometimes it felt as if I had no English. Archie, or Arch as he insisted I call him…won’t be doing that, had  demanded I spend lunchtime with himself and his friends. I was quietly grateful, quiet being the key. I liked them, they didn’t push for conversation too much after awhile. He was so sweet to invite me so openly into his group, I got the sense, especially from that Jughead guy, that that didn’t happen to often.

“So will you do me yn?”

“Uhh wait what?” I was snapped out of my daze.

“We have to do partner work…is it okay if we’re partners” ah partner work, almost as awful as group work. Who thinks of these things. I nod in reply.

Archie whips out a large sketch pad and busily gets to work as I watch him. He glances up every now and then and it as at that moment I realised he’s drawing me. Badly. Really badly.

I couldn’t help but laugh at the jock. Red rose to his cheeks.


“I know, I know I can’t do your beauty justice, I’m much better at clay I swear” he laughs.

“It’s okay" I allow my voice barely above a whisper. My voice startling us both.

“I could be trying this all day, you should just make a start” he offered before leaning too hard on the pencil, breaking it. I cringe to the sound.

“Oh sorry! Id do the same if you popped a football ((American football all my fellow Europeans)) in front of me” he grinned. Stupid adorable face.

I sheepishly start to draw the jock and it is only then I realise just the Adonis I have had before me all this length of time. He’s perfect, in every sense of the word, with features that are perfectly proportioned. His little jokes all the way through as he mangles the drawing of me makes me smile and I hate it. He’s perfect.
I finally finish and reluctantly turn the page so Archie can see.

“Wow” he glances between me and the drawing. My turn for red to rise in my cheeks.

“I especially like the little green alien in his spaceship at the top” he chuckles. Shit I forgot I doodled on this, ugh he thinks I’m an idiot.

Before I could continue the mental defamation of my work as usual, it was whipped from my hands by the teacher and held up for all to see. Shit. This isn’t happening this isn’t happening this isn’t happening. Oh God oh God.
Archie could tell I was uncomfortable, offering a gentle smile and a warm hand on my knee. PANIC STATIONS!

The teacher begins to go about explaining all the things I’ve done right in my drawing as I waited for her to start the criticism that never came.  I’m going to collapse. This is my end.
I jet off out the door past the teacher and into the empty halls before my mind could catch up with my body.
After walking…running some distance from the classroom I throw myself against some lockers before sliding down them to reach the floor. Tucking my knees to my chest I bury my face in them. Stupid, stupid, stupid!

I feel a familiar warmth next to me as I look to find Archie there. “Hey yn…i just thought I’d come look for you” yup he definitely thinks I’m an unstable idiot.

“I really like your drawing of me”

“I really like drawing you” I let slip, instantly squeezing my eyes shut in regret. Whyd I say that?! Why?! He chuckles softly at me.

“you can draw me any time you want…Maybe I need an art tutor….would you do it? I’ll teach you then how to sculpt with clay, my forte” my turn to laugh at him. I give a low nod and he grins to me.

“You don’t talk much” I squeeze my eyes shut again to this. I knew it, he thinks I’m a weirdo. ((resisting all urges to go into Juggy lil monologue))

“That’s okay too, I guess people might say we don’t really know each other much….id like to get to know you though yn…I mean if that’s okay” I couldn’t stop myself from smiling.

“I’ll take that as a yes…Ms.Houston said we didn’t have to go back to art unless you want to…we could go for a walk around campus if you’d like?”
“Okay” I say louder than a whisper.
“Oh so you do have a voice?” He laughs and I look away.
“Maybe then we can go to Pops or something?”
“Sure”
“Oh wow I’ve gotten 5 words out of you, new record” he bumps me playfully with his shoulder.
“Yanno yn I saw you on the very first day way before art class and I knew I wanted to be around you more, I just knew you’d be important in someway……I really like you yn, and I know you don’t talk much and like I said, people…or even you might say I don’t know much about you but yet I feel like I do? I don’t know” I could feel him hesitate but I wanted more than anything for him to keep speaking. I glance back at him and he takes it as a sign I want him to continue. Good.

“I know what and how you draw and I see all your little reactions to things around you, your sly sense of humor that anyone else would miss but I hear…I hear you even though you don’t speak much…. and i guess I know you better than if we talked for hours because of that….. Don’t get me wrong, I’d still eventually like to talk to you for hours” his soft voice was encouraging in every way.

“I want to talk to you for hours too…”

“So…do you like me too? I mean as maybe more than that weird dude in art who doesn’t stop talking” I laugh to this and he knows I mean yes. He knows this because he knows me.
“Oh thank God.” He sighs in relief throwing his head back against the locker.
“Maybe we could skip strolling campus grounds and just go straight to pops’” I offer.
“Oh my God shut up you’re talking the ear off me you’re such a chatterbox” he jokes as I shove him. He’s perfect. He’s bliss.

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Much love Xx

heatherlanntheclever  asked:

Is there any chance of a happy ending for the Lannisters? I know they are awful people but why develop their motivations and give each of them a genuine moment of compassion if they are just going to murder each other? Every other POV gets a moment of truth/redemption why not the children of Tywin/Patriarchy/Aerys and Disability? I'm a bad person myself so I need to believe the Lions can defy themselves and prophesy and overcome their nature or what's the point? Not all of us are born Starks.

Hey! So it’s gonna take me a few minutes to answer your question, but I promise I’m gonna get there.

In one of the other shows I watch, an actor commented on the banality of evil. He said that evil is something commonplace. Given the right circumstances, great acts of evil could be committed by your neighbors, or your friends, or you, or me. Because evil is so easy. “The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.” You needn’t be a monster like Gregor to commit evil; you need only be human. 

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When you hang out with Chenle and his friends

Thanks so much for requesting! I’d really love to do more NCT stuff, so when I open requests again, please send me requests y’all NCT stans~ ^^ I hope you like this and don’t hesitate to tell me if you didn’t~

i’m sorry, this is not good at all but idk i just couldn’t come up with anything else and i didn’t want to keep you waiting any longer >< i’ll definitely write more nct maknae line fluff when i have time! BUT okay yo DREAM IS MY BOYS I LOVE THEM SO MUCH LIKE HOLY COW I WAITED FOR THEM FOR LIKE TWO YEARS AND THEN THEY FINALLY DEBUTED BUT DIDN’T GET MUCH ATTENTION AND I’M PISSED, PLEASE STAN NCT DREAM THEY ARE AMAZING!!


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Fluff chenle is such a fluffball i can’t TuT

Requested by anon ♥

Originally posted by nct-china-line


You gave Chenle a confused look.

“Sorry,” he sighed. “They tagged along.”

Your eyes shifted slowly from Chenle to the six boys behind him who you had only met a few times before.

“Yo,” the oldest, Mark, greeted you with an innocent smile.

“We decided to tag along,” the third youngest, Jaemin, smiled his signature smile, just as innocent as Mark.

“I can see that,” you said, trying hard not to let your disappointment show.

This was supposed to be our day…

“So,” Donghyuck, fourth oldest, grinned. “Should we go in?”

You reluctantly nodded and walked over to the group of boys. They headed into the amusement park first and you were left alone with Chenle.

“I’m so sorry _____,” he apologized when you turned to look at him. “I couldn’t stop them from coming. They just… didn’t take no for an answer.”
You let out a small sigh. “Don’t blame yourself,” you said. “I just would have liked to spend our 100th day alone. I guess we can’t help it.”

He felt bad for you but it’s not like you two could drag them out of the amusement park anymore.

“Come on!” Donghyuck and Jaemin were getting impatient.

Chenle offered you his hand and you grabbed it.

“At least we get to spend time together,” you said with a small smile even though you were still feeling bad about the fact that his friends had tagged along.


You laughed wholeheartedly at Donghyuck’s jokes just like everyone else. You were walking around the amusement park, going on rides and chatting. Chenle hadn’t left your side since you entered the park and was trying his best to make sure you were having fun. His friends were quite nice and you were happy that Chenle had such kind friends.

“Let’s ride that!” Chenle pointed at a rollercoaster.

“No,” Jisung, who had been quiet most of the time, immediately shook his head.

“Yeah, no way,” Mark said.

In the end, only half of you ended up taking the ride. It was a thrilling ride and you and Chenle - who were sitting next to each other - held hands the whole time, yelling and laughing.

The ones that didn’t ride the rollercoaster with you, looked at you two while you were getting off.

“They are such a cute couple,” Mark stated and everyone agreed. “Young and cute.”

“Yeah…” Donghyuck said. “You’re old hyung.”

Mark turned around without a word and chased the younger one around until he caught him. He didn’t let go of him until you and Chenle and the others who rode the ride arrived.

“Was it that bad?” Donghyuck asked Jeno who wobbled over to him.

“Uh huh,” he said.

“It was fun!” Chenle exclaimed and you agreed with him.

“You were riding it with a pretty girl beside you,” Renjun said and wobbled to Jeno’s side. “You focused more on her.”

You chuckled.

“Jeno is almost as pretty as a girl though,” Donghyuck joked, earning a nudge from Jeno.

“Jisung, it’s your turn,” Mark grabbed the youngest one’s shoulders and pushed him toward the ride.

“No way!” Jisung escaped and ran so far away that you could barely even see him anymore.

Everyone laughed and Jisung eventually returned to you, still cautious of Mark.


The sun was slowly starting to set and you approached the last ride you were going to ride. The amusement park’s ferris wheel. You and Chenle managed to get a cart for just the two of you. Being alone with him made you a little shy.

“So…” he started when the cart was already near to the top. “Did you have fun?”

You nodded. “I thought it wouldn’t be fun with all of your friends around but it was surprisingly fun.”

“I’m glad,” he smiled genuinely, giving you butterflies.

You smiled too. “Did you have fun?”

“Mm hmm,” he nodded cheerfully. “It’s always fun around you.”

You blushed a little and looked at your hands that were resting on your lap. You didn’t notice him admiring you with a small smile.

“I got you something,” he said, making you lift your head up.

“What?” you were surprised.

He grinned while taking something out of his pocket. “Give me your hand.”

You gave him your hand and he grabbed it gently. His hands were shaking a little but you didn’t notice since you were shaking a little too.

He slipped a small bracelet on your wrist. It was a really cute, simple bracelet with a small heart hanging from it. It looked like it was handmade - probably not made by him though, it still looked like a professional had made it - and it was your favorite color.

“Do you like it?” he asked and you nodded immediately. “That’s good,” he let out a sigh of relief. “I actually got one for myself too,” he lifted his sleeve a little, exposing his bracelet. His was black and had a small heart hanging from it too.

“These weren’t expensive, were they?” you asked.

He shook his head. “They were super cheap. I got these both for just 10,000 won. Considering the quality, these weren’t expensive at all.”

You smiled. “That’s good.”


Your cart stopped at the bottom of the wheel and you got off, holding hands. The guys walked you to your bus stop and waited for the bus with you.

“There it comes,” Mark pointed at the bus that was slowly approaching your stop. 

When it stopped at the stop, you turned to Chenle and hugged him. He hugged you back and after you pulled back, you got on your toes and pecked his lips quickly, leaving both you and him blushing but also smiling. Then you hopped into the bus and went to sit down at the back of it. You waved to the seven guys from the window and they waved back with wide smiles on their faces. 

Later in the evening, Chenle sent you a text.

Happy anniversary my cute _____~ Let’s stay together for a long time ♥

willzgirl  asked:

Other than Danny and Colleen what were things you really liked about Iron Fist?

Ah yes an ask that is going to force me to get my thoughts together. So here we go, and not in any particular order of how much I liked it. Probably won’t cover everything because I’ve only watched it once and it’s sort of a blur xD I’ll cover some main points though.

• this is gonna sound weird, but the colors. This show was a lot brighter/more vivid than the other shows (particularly dd/jj) and I just really love how they’ve used that in these shows because this really matches the show and idk I just love it

• Danny. Which I mean is obvious, but. It was just really refreshing to have a character who was more childlike and innocent and naive, who has a brighter look on things compared to the others, which I think was really needed. Danny was kind of an idiot sometimes and way too trusting but I really enjoyed watching him change from episode 1 to episode 13

• on a related note, I’m always so fascinated by the moral side of things, the arguments, the way people try to justify things and idk dude I think they did it really well here. Watching Danny, particularly as well struggle between thinking that he has to fulfill his duty as the Iron Fist but also really not wanting to be that??? Not the way he was taught, anyway, was great. And even just smaller things, like Colleen deciding to not kill Bakuto, even tho yeah in the moment she probably could have. I am v proud of her. And also on this note, Claire and that scene in the plane where she is just like “yeah you can never justify killing”. Loved that scene.

• finally getting more information about the Hand. Because in Daredevil s2, we honestly did not get a ton of information and in this show we got much more and saw a lot more of it and the different parts/groups of it and that was nice that it’s not just being left as some shadowy group that no one knows stuff about.

• might get yelled at for this, but the fight scenes?? I’ve seen a lot of people complaining about how they were unrealistic but guys, it’s a show about a character who has powers that make his fist light up. I think they get a little leniency here. I personally really enjoyed them.

• THE SOUNDTRACK. Cannot say enough good things about the soundtrack omg. I love how it’s vaguely like the daredevil ones but sort mashed with like. The Tron soundtrack I guess? But also with its own unique elements and almost a trippy quality sometimes and just guys I love this soundtrack. My favorite of all of them, now.

• The fact that, while I was not particularly fond of the Meachums, I couldn’t make myself hate them. Because that’s a problem I run into where the “villains” are always just not layered enough and just easy to hate. But while I didn’t love them, they’re absolutely fascinating. Their actions, their justifications, the way they work and think. I’m going to do a lot of analyzing when I watch the show again because I’m really impressed with them and how they were written.

• Colleen. Literally everything about her, but like. It wasn’t the Colleen I expected? Yeah she was tough and a colder (especially towards the beginning), but I really did not expect the sweeter and a lil softer Colleen that we got in the show. And I have exactly no complaints about it. Again, like with Danny, it was refreshing. I mean, she’s got issues but she’s not like a lot of the other female characters we’ve gotten so far in that she is kinder and softer and genuinely a good person at heart (again, she has issues, but) and I really loved that.

• this is kind of obvious, but Claire. She was a gem in this honestly. Probably my favorite appearance of her so far, since she’s been so developed now. She was hilarious but also knocked some sense into my stupid children. Also, Claire learning to fight gives me life okay.

• kind of said this earlier but want to say it again but just. How conflicted Danny is. How he’s torn between these two sides of himself, and choosing between what he was raised and taught to do and what he’s starting to believe is the actual right thing. and how he does not handle this super well, and it’s not easy for him. They wrote this really well in that he was honestly just a wreck. It got ugly sometimes. It wasn’t handled gracefully, it was messy and emotional and difficult and Danny could not have handled it on his own without Colleen and Claire. I really enjoy when they don’t try and force a character like this to deal with it and figure it out alone and I’m glad Claire was there to knock sense into him.

• Tiny note but like, all the references to characters. Daredevil, a couple times. Jessica. They even mentioned Karen and it was beautiful.

• Danny, Colleen, and Claire: the actual team up we all needed in life. Bless. All of their scenes together were great, and having Claire there to balance out the other two was wonderful. Would watch an entire show of these three working together, not gonna lie.

• Going sort of back up to what I said about the Meachums, I love that the people fighting against Danny in the show wasn’t just some creepy guy who out of the blue decided he had a problem with Danny. It was Harold, it was Ward and Joy, people he grew up with. It was Gao, it was Bakuto, it was even Davos and Colleen for a bit. Mostly people he trusted. Which made it more painful but idk I enjoyed it.

• How they handled all the stuff with Colleen. Personally think they did that well. And I’m so, so glad that they didn’t drag it out longer than necessary. It felt, pacing wise, like it worked really well. It didn’t drag it out, but it wasn’t too fast. The rain scene is always going to make me cry.

Nothing else directly comes to mind right now because I kind of just got up and my brain isn’t awake, but. To sum it up it’s a show I thoroughly enjoyed with characters that hit me pretty personally sometimes, so that was fun. Personally, I think it’s the best show I’ve seen since Daredevil, which is my favorite show. I need to watch iron fist a couple more times, but I’m positive I enjoyed it more than JJ/LC.

I just. Really love this show, guys.

Sleepover at Thornhill ~ Cheronica*

Requested: SO FUCKING MUCH

Warnings: SINNING and Archie being a cockblock (vaginablock? Who knows? I feel like Archie is always killing the mood for other people on this fics but maybe it’s bc he is so dumb Idk 😂👌🏻)

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“Sleepover at Thornhill?” Betty asked Cheryl astonished to her invite.
“Sorry Cheryl, but that sounds terrifying” Jughead laughed until I hit him on the arm “Ouch Veronica!” He whisper-yelled placing his right and over the hurt area of the left arm. On the corner of my eye I caught an amused Cheryl laughing and looking directly at me, so I turned to face her and smiled back.
“I’m not sure I want to go” Kevin whispered to Archie audibly enough to trigger Cheryl.
I watched her grin turn upside down and her eyebrows furrow in disgust displaying a genuine Blossom representation of hurt and pain. And then she broke.
“You know what? I wanted to think that you half-assed Scooby gang would at least try to be nice to me, or even come for the food, but since I clearly disgust you so much I don’t see why I’m still standing here like a quadriplegic hobo” she turned around and stormed out of the student lounge and into the bathroom.

I tried to go after her but Archie grabbed me by the wrist before I could cross the door.
“Archie let me go!” I said as I tried to free myself of his grip, failing miserably.
“Why are you even looking after her, Ronnie? She is a bitch” Betty said as she looked at me with so much confusion in her eyes.
“No, she is not a bitch, Betty. She is a sixteen year old who’s twin brother was just murdered and needs some friends and validation, something we clearly weren’t able to give her before. So please just let me go and fix what you guys did” and with that I turned around and followed Cheryl’s tracks leaving my friends re-evaluating their actions.

“They hate me” she sobbed into the sink.
“They don’t hate you, Cheryl” she looked up at me with tears streaming down her face. “Look, what if i come over today? We can have a girls night” I winked at her and she just nodded while hugging me as I hugged her back in response.

“Hey welcome to Thornhill, Veronica Lodge” Cheryl laughed as she let me into her house or, should I say, mansion.
I laid my purse on the center table and hanged my cape in one of the entrance hangers waiting for her parents to come welcome me as they usually did.
After a couple of silent seconds Cheryl looked confused.
“What are you waiting?” She asked.
“Aren’t your parents home?” I asked in return still kinda off by the silence in the room.
“No dummie, we have the house all by ourselves” she implied whilst grabbing my hand and pulling me upstairs.
“Wait!” I stopped at the beginning of the staircase. “Let’s have some fun tonight” I grabbed a bottle of pure vodka off of one of the shelves.
Cheryl took the bottle in her hand and bursted out laughing.

Our naked feet dancing together to the beat of the music as we slide down the hallway and into the bedroom to change into our nightgowns.
Cheryl let me into her closet displaying an array of silky sleeping clothing.
“Here, you can use this one” she handed me a short black dress. “Oh and, you can change in there” she said signalizing to the en-suite bathroom.
“Thanks Cheryl” I replied staring into her eyes for a couple of seconds after our hands touched.
I stepped in letting the door unintentionally a little bit open.

As I was heading off the bathroom, my phone rang. It was a message from Kevin
“sorry V, we messed up. How can we make it up for her?”
“Idk figure something out.” I sent him back, turning off my phone.
I don’t know why I did it, it made no sense but I couldn’t help to peak into the bedroom where Cheryl was changing. There was something mysterious about that girl and the way her body curved that drove me crazy. Though when I realized what I was unintentionally doing I quickly moved myself from the door and pretended like nothing was going through my mind as I watched her fit herself into her pajamas.
‘Stop Veronica, you are being a creep’ I told myself.

I came out of the bathroom and closed the door behind me. I managed to see Cheryl sight focused on undoubtedly my ass but I quickly brushed that idea off my head because even though I clearly had a crush on her, the possibilities of Cheryl being into me were less than cero.
“Umm, was everything okay?” She cleared her throat.
“Yeah, don’t worry about it.” I said as I grabbed the half empty bottle and smiled at her.
She smiled back.

“Okay so truth or dare?” She said as she sat on the king sized bed displaying her long red nightgown over the sheets.
“Um…” I bit my lip “truth” i tilted my head back and felt the clear liquid burning down my throat.
“Okay Veronica Lodge, have you ever questioned your sexuality?” The ginger laughed, probably due to the effects of the alcohol on her system.
“Maybe” I hesitated between laughters. “Have you?” I asked in return trying to suppress the anxiety that asking that question so randomly gave to me.
“Oh honey the game doesn’t work like that” said crossing her arms in front of her chest as a little smirk slipped off.
“Oh my god, Cheryl” she remained in the same position as before.
She bit her lip. “Who hasn’t?” I caught the reflection of my earrings in her eyes as the air got denser.
“Kevin probably” we bursted out laughing as both of us continued to drink.
“Ok so Truth or Dare?” I asked trying to sound as seductively as I could even though I was testing the waters. She crooked her eyebrow in response.
“Let’s go with truth… for now” I shuddered due to the touch of her cold fingers on my ankle as she drew “eight” shapes over my skin. She looked up at me with puppy eyes and I realized that the feeling was mutual, you could sense it from a hundred miles away. So I decided to take a risk.
“Okay. Cheryl, is it true that there’s nobody else in the house except you and me?” I stared right into her eyes and I put my hand on the bed behind her back making me almost hover over her body.
“Yes” she bit her lip feeling the sexual tension in the room, looking up at me one more time.
She leaned in as our foreheads lined up, both noses touching each other. We just stared at each other too focused on processing the fact that the fantasy was developing on reality.
“Truth or dare?” She whispered looking at my lips.
“Dare” managed to slip out of my mouth.
She bit her red lip once again as she stared into my eyes
“I dare you to kiss me” I barely heard probably due to the fact that I was already pushing our lips together as hard as I could.
My hand on the back of her hair as I tangled my fingers between the hairs of her ginger mane. Our lips perfectly synchronized to the rhythm of our beating hearts against each other.
After a while the kiss grew stronger and deeper, the passion built up until it was way too much to let it go. The feeling of her nails scratching down my back and the coldness of her fingers complimented each other in a magnificent way as they pulled me in closer to her body. Feeling the heat that her mouth irradiated as our tongues fought for dominance. Our bodies completely synchronized to the racing beating of our heartbeats creating inexplicable feelings that only we could comprehend when we were on each other’s arms. The rush, the adrenaline: the passion running through our veins consenting out every movement.
“Take your shirt off” she pulled away in an attempt to refill our lungs with enough oxygen to keep going.
I nodded following the ginger’s orders as I decided to let her dominate for a while. I’m not lying when I say that dominant Cheryl was hotter than anything else I’ve ever seen in my entire life. You could see the fire in her eyes as she ferociously ripped her dress off exposing her expensive lacy black underwear. She placed herself over me and took my bra off in a mater of seconds staring at my bare chest in amusement.
“Keep your arms there” she said as she placed my wrists next to each other over my head as I was laying on the bed. “Don’t move”
After that bold statement, she proceeded to start kissing down my body pulling away every couple kisses in an attempt to make me whine in the frustration of being teased until I couldn’t take it anymore. Her hands exploring my body grabbing and drawing circles on my bare skin as I let a few moans escape along the way. Suddenly her attention drifted towards my nipples as she played with them in a circular motion kissing down my belly button. Her mouth against my own again and I found my lower lip between her perfectly whiten teeth as I sensed the metallic taste of redness coming out of it. Cheryl was a biter.
I lifted myself up from the bed and singlehandedly took her lingerie off. Positioning myself over her I took her right nipple in my mouth as she moaned in pleasure to the sudden touch.
Her hands almost automatically went to my hair as she played with it making we realize what that was indicating.
My lips made their way to her thighs, as I kissed them softly making her moan in pleasure. I was getting closer and closer to her core. I knew every second of anticipation was getting harder and harder for her to keep composure, but I was waiting for the perfect moment.
“V-Veronica” she moaned as I looked up to and slipped two fingers inside of her.
The impossible to decide moans that left her mouth as my thrusting was complimented by my tongue playing around with her clitoris.
The passion was building up, all the feeling were building up and, unexpectedly, as I came up to kiss her she used this situation to turn us around so that she was on top.
Positioning her body over mine she started creating friction between us making us both moan in pleasure.
I was getting closer to the edge as I felt a new sensation I never experienced before. Ecstatic moans left my mouth as I let myself go and enjoy the moment where disturbed by an unwanted noise.

“Hey Cheryl are you here?” The door opened up as I heard Archie’s voice and proceeded to totally freak out. “Oh god!” He yelled as we covered ourselves with the duvet next to us.
“Archie!” We both exclaimed trying to cover our bodies as much as possible as we watched the boy not move even an inch.
“Sorry we just came here to apologize and V wasn’t answering her phone and your butler let us in so I-” he tried to explain himself oblivious to the fact that we walked in on us having sex.
“ARCHIE!” We both yelled at him at the same time making him realize what was happening closing the door.

“Well that was not great” Cheryl said looking at me making us both burst in laughter as we pressed our lips into each other.

CHAPTER 2

A/N: AYO again! I got so many of you asking for part two so obviously, I did it. I’ve had SOO much fun writing this. This one again is lengthy but I hope it’s worth it? I’ve actually been thinking I might continue more with this as now we’ve finally gotten to the better stuff? I don’t know I might actually make this into a fic? Let me know what you think? Maybe I’ll just do a part 3 to finish it up 100%, or just leave it at this or reboot it to fic? IDK, y’all let me know. Anyways I hope you enjoy regardless!!! :)

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“Ready?”

You looked up to your manager and nodded your head like bull riders did in the pins before coming out. Your manager pulled open the black SUV door and you heard the screams that you heard from inside the car. They cheering of what seem predominately girls didn’t escalate a lot as your feet touched the pavement, however, you did notice it increase ever so slightly.

You stepped away from the SUV and began walking towards the alley between the crowds. When you looked into the crowd you didn’t register anything at first. You were mostly concerned with trying to get correctly in place. Your manager escorting you into the correct place on the carpet before you walked out to the cameras.  

“Okay, give me a second, wait here.” My manager said holding up his hand.

Both myself and his assistant stopped where he informed us. Both her I chatted a little to make it not seem awkward that we were standing in the middle of carpet with people running around us.

Suddenly I heard my name being called. I looked up as some fans yelled from the side behind the barricade. I made eye contact with one who was calling to me and waved brightly smiling to her.  They called some more.

Looking to my managers assistant I grinned. “You’re supposed to stay here.” She spoke cautiously.

I patted her shoulder and smiled. “Well, you stay right here. I’ll go say Hello.”

She shrugged her shoulders indifferently. Turning away from her I began to tip toe over to the crows on the side. Hands started reaching out and screams began to ring in my ears. I found the first girl I had waved to and went up to her.

“Oh, my god. Oh, my god. “ She said over and over.

“Hiiii!” I smiled. “How are you guys?”

I felt a few hands touch me gently.

“Oh, my god. Can, can I get a picture?” The original girl said stuttering. I beamed, nothing made me happier than when people seemed to genuinely be excited or happy to meet me. “Oh of course!”

She pulled up her phone and held it out to take the picture. “Here let me take it.” I asked reaching for it to get a better angle as she was pushed to the edge of the barricade. I held out the phone taking the picture and a couple more for good measure. She thanked me repeatedly. I moved along a little to the side and spoke to a few more people, taking pictures, signing stuff and talking to them.

“I’m so excited to see the movie in August.” Someone said as I was singing a ticket. My head shot up, I made eye contact with a young teen boy.

“Are you really? Oh my god that makes me so happy to hear!”

He smiled back and asked for a picture. As I clicked for the picture I heard my manager calling my name. I looked down from the camera I was holding up and saw him waving for me to rejoin them. I turned around and said I needed to leave to the people who were still reaching. They all gave me disappointed responses.

“It was so nice to meet all of you. Have a wonderful night.” I smiled once again waving to them, before turning around.  I quickly jogged in my heals over to my manager. He looked at me and to the crowd I had just been with.

“Man, you’re a natural for this. I couldn’t have trained you any better myself.”

I turned my head, not understanding his comment. But before I could question him, he was pushing me forward. A woman in black clothing and a headset came up to us.

“You’ll have to wait for a second. Wait right here.”

We stood waiting as the person in front of me turned and the photographers began to yell her name. It was Vanessa Hudgens, which made you instantaneously feel nervous. Like aways waiting made you nervous, but following Vanessa was more pressure.

Over the yelling of photographers, you heard two screams from the side calling you. You looked to see two young girls yelling your name, arms outstretched papers and sharpies in hand. Without thinking you took off to them, you manager was yelling at you, but you didn’t care.

“Hiii.” You said to the two girls reaching for their pens. You pulled off the cap and quickly signed the two notebooks.

“Oh my god you’re so pretty.” The blonde one said. I thanked them before waving goodbye. Turing, I returned to my manager who was angry.

The woman in black was waiting, they rushed me out onto the main carpet. I walked out gracefully and unrushed, the lady pointed for me to stand. Turning the yelling of my name began. The flashes made me go blind instantly. I had done this only a handful of times before so I tried to remind myself to not get lost.

Smile, relax and pose. My manager’s voice said in my head.

I did just that. I heard the photographers yelling my name at different octaves trying for my attention, I tried to follow them, so they could get the shot. In-between yelling my name they yelled out compliments. This happened for a good thirty seconds before the escort on the carpet touched my arm. Blinded by the flashes I tried to follow her.

“Right here.” She said again, and I believed I had gotten the right spot. This happened twice more before I had reached the end of the carpet. When I reached the end my manager had already gotten to the end somehow and was waiting for me.

“You fucking killed that!” He said grabbing my shoulder and shaking them in excitement. “God damn. Keep it up you’re going to be giving us a raise soon.”

I smiled genuinely happy at both my manager and his assistance’s excitement. Although all this celebrity type stuff wasn’t my favourite I wanted to please them. I wanted to work hard so I could never say I failed because I was too pretentious to put in the work.

My manager escorted us to the next line of press, which was interviews. This was a portion I was always had mixed feelings about. I had only done a few of these but they were sometimes a hit or miss. Sometimes interviewers genuinely didn’t know who I was, which was embarrassing and awkward. My manager quickly readjusted my tops white trap, as it had moved on my shoulder. I looked down and smoothed out my white skirt. I felt a little more exposed in my outfit, I had argued with my manager that it might not be the most appropriate outfit considering the audience of the award show. But he insisted I wear the two piece, white lace bustier top and knee-length skirt. Reasoning that we were wanting to keep my audience older, more serious and mature. He wanted to move me away from the CW audience I had made my appearance with, which was the exact reason for being invited to the Teen Choice Awards show. Wearing this outfit would imply just that, he stated.

“Alright. Let’s go.” A man said from behind us.

I turned and followed him. He pressed me towards a crew. I left my team and began speaking with them. My manager went along behind me looking for other crews and networks for me to speak with. This was a crucial moment.

The interviews went by with good success. I had spoken to Buzzfeed, E! Network, The Young Hollywood and a few other mentionable. They all asked standard questions a few off ones but mostly asked about the upcoming moving and my interview with Ellen. E! Network had been the only one to bring up Shawn. Keeping nonchalant I brushed it off and said that the fans thinking we were cute together was flattering. But followed by reminding them I had never met him before.

After the interviews, we walked inside. My manager escorted us backstage which was buzzing with crew members and celebrities. I caught a few glimpses of actors who gave me butterflies thinking about them being so close to me.

The show was about to start and my manager wanted me to get to our seats. I was seated next to Melissa Benoist, who had been my co-star on Supergirl for the five episodes I had appeared on for their last season. We greeted on another and I was very aware of a camera man taking our picture as we did. We chatted for while and moved on to chatting with numerous people around us. Soon an ambience came over the room, cameras pulled into closer to staged and people began taking places. There was a final announcement that show would be on its way shortly.

A minute or two later the room hushed over and the host for the award show took place on the stage. The music and lights began and soon the show was on its way. I enjoyed my time as this was my first award show of this scale, everything going on around me was new and unexpected.  Although Melissa and I had never spent much time talking to one another offset, we made good appearances for the show and cameras anytime they might be on us.

It was around a quarter into the show when they were transitioning into the next musical performance. I watch someone tall set up onstage within the shadows. He took his place at a piano and I knew exactly who it was.

The host came over the sound system. “Shawn Mendes!”

The lights on the stage dimmed and the fog began to come over the floor, rain drops fell on the monitors as he began to play. Slowly, the spotlight lit him up, and I caught my breath. Seeing him for the first time was nothing like I expected.

He face was shadowed by the spotlight but I saw his brows furrowed in concentration as he played. Coming up to the microphone he began to sing, which really took my breath away. No amount of listening to his album and seeing pictures of him through display screen could simulate what it was like to see him in the physical.

His voice filled my ears and he was all I saw. I was mesmerised.  He continued singing with his hit ‘Stitches’. I knew his set perfectly for the song and saw the guitar and mic waiting for him further upstage. I sang along quietly, watching him sing with so much passion. Suddenly he smiled before standing up from the piano. The crowd went wide and I cheered with them. In the darkness, with the stage display showing a clip of heavy rain pouring I watch him pick up his guitar and come to the mic no more than fifteen feet away from me. Cameras swarmed in front of us pointing forwards him.

With the hit of his guitar the lights lit him up and he began singing the pre-course. I watched as he looked out to the crowd singing to them and only them. When he got into the course and the building was lit up and booming from his hand work. I was bouncing to the music singing every line and word. A camera man came in getting footage of me. I pretended he wasn’t there and played along for the show. But I truly didn’t need to act, as I was enjoying Shawn’s performance.

He hit his guitar with one last stroke and smiled out to the crowd. The audience was loud, he beamed up to them mouthing a thank you before blowing a kiss up to the stands. He looked down lower. Again I was mesmerised. Suddenly he turned his head down into the crowd in front of him. He didn’t look right to me first but scanned quickly and suddenly we made eye contact. It was only for a moment and I’m sure he had no idea who I was before the lights fell dark and he was nothing more than a shadow. Crew members rushed him off stage and into the blackness.

The rest of the next two hours I only wondered if he saw me. I questioned again if he even knew me, had he seen Ellen’s interview?

The rest of the show was long and tiresome. Keeping up appearances would have been better if I had been presenting or nominated for something to give me a bit of excitement but that was not the case. I only hoped it would be in the future.

With time the show was over and my manager guided me backstage again, stopping along the way to get photo opportunities. My manager was over the moon with how much exposure I was gaining from the night. Once back in behind the stage people were everywhere there was people and crew running around. Photographers and publicist. This particular situation was new to me but my manager seemed to know what to do. He was grabbing at any opportunity for me to get, pushing for A-list celebrities. He worked his magic and managed to snag me a moment with Selena Gomez and Tayor Swift. The cameras went off like fireworks as I chatted with them, we turned for a photo and then as fast as they came were both taken away. My manager was ecstatic and to be honest I was little too shell-shocked to understand the scope of what had just happened.

We moved on to other in the room and after a while, a woman came and talked to me. Looking around the room I then caught a glimpse of Shawn. He was tall in the crowd making it easier to find him. I watched him as the woman I didn’t know was talking to me. Attempting to pay attention to her I would glance down but I kept looking back to Shawn. He was smiling to whomever he was speaking with his smile bright and I couldn’t help but feel happy when watching him as he smiled to someone else. I couldn’t imagine how it felt to be on the receiving of his smile. Turing back to the person in front of me I tried to answer their questions but only managed to the word “yeah” out. They gave me an odd look but continued on anyways. They had my attention for only a few seconds more before I looked up towards Shawn again. I was fixated, there was no other word for it. He was all I saw, I just tried to not gawk at him as he spoke to the person at his attention, looking absolutely captivating. His eyes were so warm and bright, I loved looking at them.

Suddenly I looked away, realising that the reason his eyes were so pleasing is because they were looking right at me. I felt the heat in my cheeks, something that hardly happened. Not daring to look again I engrossed myself into the person in front of me, who I still didn’t know.

After a bit, this person left me and my manager pushed me onto the crowd. I then felt a touch right above my wrist and someone with a pleasant voice called my name. The touch disappeared and I looked to the location it came from.

I saw Shawn smiling at me just before a person walked by between us. My heart felt like it fell out of my chest.When the blockage passed he was still there looking at me and smiling. Turning I smiled back, it felt big and hurt my cheeks. “Hi.” I said over the crowd too loud.

“Hi!” He said, extending his hand and opening up his arm. I took his hand and shook it. He leant into me with his open arm and we exchanged a reserved hug for a first greeting. The lights from the ceiling flickers a few times. “So nice to meet you.” Shawn smoothly spoke into the back of my head.

Inhaling I caught his scent. “Ah. Yes. Nice to meet you as well.” I stuttered too distracted by just his scent.

We disconnected and there was an awkward moment. He smiled just for a moment his face gentle.

“Your performance was amazing. I loved it so much.” I burst out, and I began to ramble. “I mean I’ve seen you do it live online so many times but seeing it in person was honestly a long time dream of mine. I was blown away!” As I spoke a smiled came across his face as he listened to me. “I’m honestly such a huge fan.” I finished.

He leant forward and smiled shyly. “Oh thank you that’s so sweet.” He said touching my forearm, which lit up to his touch. “I actually saw you in the audience after.”

I raised my eyebrows, staggered. “You did? Wow. I didn’t even think you knew who I was?” I laughed nervously.

Shawn gave me a beatific smile, touching my arm again. “Of course I know who you are.” He chuckled and it was a warming sound. “I’m still waiting for my marriage proposal.” He then gave me a wink.

My cheeks went hot again, and I loathed the feeling. “Oh, god.” I said placing my hand on my face. “You saw the show.”

Perplexed, he looked at me. “Of course I saw! I love her show.”

“Oh god.” I reached out and touched him for just a moment, this skin was so warm and soft.  The lighting in the room flashed again. It was if our touch was creating shortages in the electrical for the building. “I’m so sorry.” I threw my head back removing my hand. “That’s a little embarrassing.”

“Don’t say that. I found it really flattering.”

I shyly looked away. “Well, I’m glad you did, and didn’t find it creepy.”

He chuckled again and I think I fell in love with the sound. “No. Not creepy at all.”

The room flashed again and I noticed that a man with a camera was standing taking pictures. I looked directly around us and a little ring of privacy was created just around us. The photographer, asked for the picture of both of us.

I looked up to Shawn and he smiled to me and opened his arm for the picture. I turned into his arm, his hand pressed to my middle back and couldn’t help noticed how much I enjoyed the touch. I leant slightly in for the picture, the photographer got a few of us smiling and a few without. My manager and a guy who I assumed was Shawn’s came in the place of the photographer and they took a picture as well. I noticed a few random people behind them did the same. I whispered thought my smile to Shawn.

“Would you mind if I actually got a picture on my phone too?”

Our managers moved away and Shawn removed himself away from me.

Timidly smiling up at Shawn I continued. “Like I said. I’m actually a huge fan so this is a big of a big deal for me.”

He shook his head just slightly as if to say to not be so ridiculous. “Of course. As long as I get one as well. I’m a fan of you as well.”

I giggled reaching into my small red clutch. “Oh don’t falsely flatter me.”

Shawn pulled out his from his back jean pocket. “I’m not.” He said looking serious. “I started off in school musicals, to say I wasn’t excited for a remake of ‘Singin’ in the Rain’ would be disrespectful.”

I looked down at my phone trying to hide how flattered I was at him knowing what I was working in.  

“You’re alright with Snapchat?” I asked politely my finger hovering over the app. Shawn pulled up his phone to show me the opened app on his. We chuckled at one another before he shuffled closer to me for the picture. I leant into him and he pulled it up both of us showing up on the screen. He looked perfect. I smiled at the sight of him and me together in a picture. He tapped the button for the picture, we relaxed our pose and he touched at his phone.

“A silly one?” He asked, his voice deep and raspy so close to my ear.

I agreed as he set up his phone after a few moments for another picture. We returned for a pose again, and both we posed. We both make a shocked face lips were parted and eyes wide. I giggled at the coincidence before reposing for the picture. Shawn took the picture and then we move onto taking one on my phone. We only got to do one, before Shawn’s name was being called by someone. Shawn looked up and indicated he needed to move on.

“It was so nice to meet you.” He said reaching to hug me with one arm. I reached back returning it.

“Likewise.” I beamed, my cheeks hurting again.

His hand was still on my forearm. “Hey, listen we should hang out sometime. If you want?”

I raised my eyebrows stupefied at the offer. “Yeah, that would be great.”

He held my arm tighter and smiled. “Great! Listen I’ll get my guy to contact your guy if that works for you?”

I nodded unable to speak.

“Again, I’m so glad to have met you. Have a great night.” He smiled brightly to me once last time before himself and his touch disappeared into the crowd.  

The crowd around me swallowed me up again. My manager came into view and his cold hands were only my shoulder.

“Oh, my god. That was great. You did such a great job. You really sold that!”

His words confused me. “What?” I asked my voice distance and preoccupied. My brain was filled with images of what had just happened. I held up my phone the picture of Shawn and myself still waiting on it. I published it to my Snapchat story after saving it.  My managers cool hands then pushed me around the room for the rest of the night because I was gone. Whatever logic or attention I had, left with Shawn. Part of me was terrified of how I was feeling but the other part was elated. Nothing could live up to this.

It wasn’t until the lights and sounds were gone in the black SUV driving us to an after party that I really came to my reality.

“I met Shawn,” I whispered as I looked out the window as the L.A lights went by. “I cannot believe this.”

“You did amazing at the show.” My manager said grabbing my attention. “You got so much exposure. You interacted with fans naturally. So many good pictures.” He turned to his assistant. “Make sure we are pushing those.”

I turned to my manager saying his name and telling him to  “Shut up.” He stopped.

I began to shake my head in disbelief. “All of this is really happening isn’t it?”

He grinned at me. “It really is.” His hand touched my knee. “It’s only going to get bigger, trust me.”

I looked away from him and back to the window. “I couldn’t think of anything better.”

I felt an icy hand on my hot shoulder. It was warm in the club for the after party. I turned around my manager was leaning into my ear.

“Shawn’s manager got into contact with me.” Instantly I was fully attentive to him. “Saying you and Shawn wanted to get together sometime?”

I looked up in the dark room and nodded eagerly.

‘Well, he’s only in town until tomorrow afternoon. And with the promo for the movie you’re going to be swamped for the next two months. The only time that works for the both of you in the next three months is tomorrow morning?”

“Okay?” I answered. “So?”

“Well, are you good with that.” My manager yelled into my ear.

“Yeah!” I yelled back.

“Alright well, it will be early. I’ll get back to Andrew. We should get you out of here then. Don’t want to be up to late and miss tomorrow.”

I nodded in agreement, excited to leave the party. My manager really had wanted me to attend the party but I wasn’t into it and was just going along for the benefits it could give me. All this was for the better, right?

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This isn’t a new concept and idk if anyone is really interested, but I wanted to talk about my friends’, teachers’, or acquaintances’ types since I thought it might be fun to share my impressions of all of them. I’ve moved around a lot since my mom is in the military but have only learned about MBTI for two or three years, so even if I have met every type irl I can only really talk about the ones I remember.


ISTJ (my mom, 1 acquaintance)

  • h i l a r i o u s (without even trying to be)
  • Actually?? Gets things done??? Without saying anything??????
  • Tired. Tired all the dang time.
  • Ready to kill at any moment
  • Dog people
  • Always has to be doing something. If they’re not doing something, they’re bored.
  • Would die for their families

INFJ (my dad, I don’t think I’ve met any INFJs irl besides him and myself)

  • Done with life
  • Bad social anxiety
  • N E R D  N E R D  N E R D
  • Literally has a master’s degree in social work so like if you want a counselor he’s got the qualifications besides just being an INFJ
  • Thinks gender roles are stupid (he’s an emotional stay-at-home dad with long hair)
  • Took the test in college and got INTJ (lol relatable)

ISTP (my sister, 1 acquaintance)

  • Bored every day of their lives
  • Loves food
  • RBF. Like, never-ending soul-crushing RBF.
  • Acquaintance will not stop fixing up his dang truck (how many more mods can you do, man?? Need more lights????? MORE PAINT??????)
  • Everyone in freshman year had a crush on this truck-lovin fool
  • Has an excellent taste in fashion
  • Messy bedrooms
  • Arguing with family 24/7
  • Secretly hopeless romantics

INTP (friend)

  • Awkward but likes to observe people
  • Will talk about the weirdest crap with you w/o judgment
  • Went to two STEM camps and one band camp this summer
  • Likes languages and instruments but never has the motivation to learn them (wow same)
  • WHAT ARE FEELINGS
  • Will speak up if something’s off
  • High-key space nerd
  • Everyone wants to be her or be with her like seriously how does she do it while still being so awkward

INFP (3 friends)

  • Cringe city but generally fun to be around anyway
  • Loves to take care of their friends
  • Dog people (animal people in general)
  • Anime nerds. All of them.
  • Super creative procrastinators (one writes and one draws)
  • Will fite you if you disagree with (a.k.a. insult) their beliefs (I hate arguing w them tbh)
  • Nostalgic
  • Internal screaming
  • All three of them give off pretty different vibes (idk if it’s the Fi?? enneagram differences????)

ISFP (friend)

  • So?? Chill??????
  • Sinnamon roll
  • Everybody has a crush on her and everyone is heartbroken bc she lets them down so gently
  • Always hanging out with people and going outside
  • Has huge collections of stuff (teapots, duck plushies, figurines, onesies, it never ends)
  • Has a more eclectic taste in pets (snakes, hermit crabs, fish)
  • Phone is  a l w a y s  dead, like girl pls find a charger and an outlet
  • Sometimes we won’t text in like half a year but when we talk again it’s like nothing’s changed

ISFJ (2 friends)

  • One is a theatre nerd
  • Has arbitrary obsessions
  • One random event when they were 3 yrs old must have really changed them
  • Loves their phones
  • S m o l, like really really small
  • Secret meme queens
  • High-key hopeless romantics who love deeply but rarely
  • Hard workers and volunteers

ENTP (1 teacher, 1 friend[?])

  • The English teacher everybody hates (super annoying and disorganized)
  • …has a good sense of humor tho
  • Supervises the speech and debate team (and I’m sure if my friend[?] went to a school that had one of those she’d wreck everybody)
  • Very proud of their ancestry (one is Celtic, one is the descendant of Charlemagne)
  • Flirty and always lookin for love
  • B U S Y
  • Salty

ESTJ (1 teacher, 1 acquaintance)

  • The English teacher everybody hates (super meticulous and organized)
  • Rule is law, and unfortunately for you I really do like making my own rules
  • DO NOT ENGAGE, YOU WILL GET REKT
  • Loves to read
  • Silly. Like, for someone so serious, they are jokesters.
  • Pretends not to take things personally but has deep emotional capabilities
  • Too nosy for their own good
  • Love-hate relationship I have with them. Mutual respect.

ENFJ (friend)

  • Genuinely nice and motivated to help people
  • Tries to get everyone to focus on group projects
  • Twin is the ISTP acquaintance who won’t stop working on his truck. They ride ATVs together.
  • Also twins with flipped complementary function stacks? Nice
  • Seems airheaded, is really not
  • She has long curly hair. Idk this seemed notable to mention
  • Competitive but will be really warm to you while trying to crush you
  • Looks introverted at first glance, but is just kinda chill when not in study mode

ESFJ (1 friend, 1 acquaintance)

  • One is pretty stereotypical, the other is a nerdy goofball
  • Actually both hate popularity and being fake so I guess they both hopped onto the individuality train in terms of who they hang out with
  • Acquaintance is a Southern Belle™ and is dating truck-lovin’ ISTP (dang this dude is e v e r y w h e r e, you’d think he is an ESTP but no)
  • Nerdy goofball is addicted to collecting pins and drinking cherry slushies
  • Have that “XD” kinda Ne humor
  • Don’t like to talk about themselves a lot but love people
  • Do really appreciate a good selfie tho

ENFP (friend)

  • Flirt. Like, dangerously flirty considering she’s dating someone
  • Uses :3c ironically so much that it’s become unironic
  • Distinctive fashion that goes from girly to androgynous in 2 seconds flat, but is always presentable
  • Reads bad fanfiction for fun
  • Makes fun of my dad’s knobbly knees
  • Determined to achieve her dreams
  • Makes a good first impression on adults, really is just a depressed memer

INTJ (acquaintance)

  • Quiet, but will laugh boisterously at dark humor
  • Left a note in my yearbook at the end of the year saying that when I first started at that school he thought I was a horrible pretentious jerk but then he realized I was a quirky but intelligent weirdo and he wished me well wherever I was moving
  • Like no joke that was the best thing I’ve ever read written about me I was laughing no one was that honest with me in that dang school and I didn’t even know the guy very well
  • WILL call you out if you do or say something wrong
  • A ~mystery~
  • Probably had a silent existential crisis every day at lunch

ESFP (acquaintance)

  • L O U D
  • so,, emotional??
  • Popular as crap. Like, really popular
  • Because he’s popular drama follows him wherever he goes
  • Voted Best Dancer in the yearbook superlatives every year bc boi this dude will not stop dancing
  • Used to have that Sokka haircut. You know the one
  • Bites his tongue a lot bc he has so many opinions but isn’t ready to stop the nice vibes ya know
  • Protective of his mom and younger siblings

I probably met an ESTP and ENTJ at some point in my life buuut no one notable comes to mind so  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯