you guys i can't look away

Brotherly Love

- The Black’s packing to go to their summer estate -

Sirius: Say you run in to a grizzly bear

Sirius: Rude. That hurt Reg… I’m so proud 

Fin. ((OOC: quick thanks to @lizziebennetnotinjapan for making sure I didn’t make a fool of myself 😂❤))
6

Father Crowley.

The Lego Movie - Sentence Starters
  • "Cover your butt."
  • "Oh, now there's a prophecy."
  • "All this is true, because it rhymes."
  • "That was a great, inspiring legend...that you made up."
  • "Good morning, apartment!"
  • "Ah here it is, the instructions to fit in, have everyone like you, and always be happy!"
  • "Wear clothes. Whoops, almost forgot that one!"
  • "Honey, where are my pants?"
  • "What was I just thinking? Ah, I don't care."
  • "Take everything weird and blow it up!"
  • "Who wants to eat some delicious chicken wings and get craaazyyyy?!"
  • "...I think I heard a whoosh."
  • "I feel like maybe I should touch that."
  • "So you've never heard of the prophecy?"
  • "I watch a lot of cop shows on TV, isn't there also supposed to be a good cop?!"
  • "That guy's not a criminal mastermind."
  • "We all have something that makes us something, and ____ is...nothing."
  • "Am I gonna die?!"
  • "Yes, we've told him he'll live so he doesn't try to escape, but...we're lying to him."
  • "Come with me if you wanna not die."
  • "What are you, a DJ?"
  • "Darn darn darn, darny, darn!"
  • "Oh my g-o-s-h!"
  • "I'm not sure exactly why you'd bring that up."
  • "I never have any ideas."
  • "Blah blah blah, proper name, place name, backstory stuff."
  • "I think I got it. But just in case... Tell me the whole thing again, I wasn't listening."
  • "How scary can someone's office be?"
  • "This meeting could run a little bit...deadly."
  • "It makes me just want to pick up whoever's standing closest to me and just throw them through this window!"
  • "All I'm asking for is total perfection!"
  • "Howdy guys! Come sit on me!"
  • "I don't think he's ever had an original thought in his life."
  • "Introducing, the double decker couch! So everyone can watch TV together and be buddies!"
  • "That idea is just the worst."
  • "Your mind is so prodigiously empty that there is nothing in it to clear away in the first place."
  • "I'm dark and brooding too! ...Guys, look! A rainbow!"
  • "Any idea is a good idea! Except the not happy ones."
  • "I know what you're thinking: he is the least qualified person in the world to lead us! And you are right!"
  • "You are so disappointing on so many levels."
  • "This is not how Batman dies!"
  • "Somebody get me some markers! Some construction paper! And some glitter glue!"
  • "I'm here to see...your butt."
  • "You're telling me that you have a machine to control the universe and you can't listen to tunes in surround sound?"
  • "I want speakers that you can hug with your arms and your legs."
  • "I didn't draw that, is that me exploding?!"
  • "Must be weird. One minute, you're the most special person in the universe. The next, you're nobody!"
  • "Unfortunately, I'm going to have to leave you here to die."
  • "So I guess running around and screaming is normal."
  • "You don't know me, but I'm on TV, so you can trust me."
  • "SPACESHIP!"
  • "What in the world is that? It's adorable."
  • "Do not eat me!"
  • "Why is the dragon on top of the luxury condo development?"
  • "You don't have to be the bad guy."
  • "He's the hero you deserve."
  • "Everything is awesome!"
  • Youngbae: Jackson, you can't rely on Mark to be there all the time.
  • Mark: Yes he can.
  • Youngbae: No, i mean one day you'll be somewhere and Jackson will be far away unable to reach you.
  • Jackson: No i wont.
  • Youngbae: Look, you guys can't be together 100% of the time, all the time!
  • Jackson: Yes.We.Can.
  • Youngbae: Ok, fine! I give up
Getting texts from Joker before and after running away (Mission gone Wrong!)
  • (Before running away)
  • 🃏Joker: YOU FUCKING ALMOST MURDERED US!
  • ♥️Y/n: I didn't mean too! I didn't expect Robin to sneak up behind me like that!
  • 🃏Joker: You stupid Bitch! You're a fucking assassin! How the FUCK do you not know when there's a person behind you?
  • ♥️Y/n: Don't Fucking blame this on me J! Your guys are the ones who actually messed this up! How the fuck did they not see someone coming right in front of them? Are they blind?
  • 🃏Joker: WATCH YOUR FUCKING MOUTH!
  • ♥️Y/n: WHY SHOULD I? I ALWAYS GET CRAP FROM YOU FOR EVERYTHING I DO! IM SO FUCKING DONE WITH YOU AND YOUR CRAP!
  • 🃏Joker: You're just saying this because it's on text! If you have the guts, say these shits in front of my face!
  • ♥️Y/n: FUCK OFF!
  • 🃏Joker: BITCH! BETTER RUN BECAUSE IM CLOSE TO YOU! IF I GET YOU, YOU'RE DEAD MEAT!
  • ♥️Y/n: You fucking broccoli looking face! IM NOT FUCKING STAYING WITH YOU ANYMORE! FUCKING PHYCHO!Can't even kill the bat when he's right in front of you but can act tough when he's gone!
  • 🃏Joker: You know what! Stay at my penthouse! I wanna see you! I'm sorry for putting so much pressure on you and calling you a bitch! It wasn't you, it was my guys who messed up!
  • ♥️Y/n: It's okay! I'll wait for you!
  • (After running away)
  • 🃏Joker: YOU FUCKING BITCH! YOU SAID YOU'RE GONNA WAIT FOR ME! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?
  • ♥️Y/n: YOU STUPID IDIOT! You think I'm gonna stay and watch you kill me? That's bullshit! And I thought you were smart enough to catch onto what I was saying.
  • 🃏Joker: Oh you messed with the wrong person doll! I'm not the one ANYONE including YOU should mess with. I will find you and make you pay!
  • ♥️Y/n: Pay for what? For your gas? Fuck that shit I'm outta here! You ain't gonna find me because I'm not even in the same country as you!
  • (You are in fact in the same STATE as him!)
  • 🃏Joker: Babygirl! You know daddy is sorry for what he did to you! Why don't you come back and play with him! After all, I'm the only one who can please you!
  • ♥️Y/n: Fuck you asshole! Although I hate you, I would still love to Fuck you but looking into the future, it doesn't look like I'm with you anymore!
  • 🃏Joker: I'm gonna find you, and make you mine after punishing you!
  • ♥️Y/n: I'm not fucking Harley to stick around with you after all the abuse! You can't find me! Until then, peace out Joker!
  • (No hate to Harley Quinn❤️💙)
  • 🃏Joker: See you soon Babygirl!

request: the8 badboy!AU, highschool!AU ; insp. by the 6th prompt here!

pairing: minghao/you

a/n: *sweats* after 6 months of not writing a scenario, i am back!!! honestly i got a bit carried away so it’s a bit lengthier than usual, so i hope this makes up for it since this is my first minghao fic :’) 

2,684 w.

The sound of hurried footsteps and hushed voices outside your bedroom window is what pulls you away from your hour-long studying session. It’s five minutes past midnight and you’re reviewing your notes in preparation for your chemistry test in the morning, but now that your attention is elsewhere, you realize that further cramming will do you no good. You sigh and shut your notebook, stretching your arms behind your back as you get up to see who (or what) could be making such a ruckus outside your house this late.

When you peer outside your window, you barely make out the outlines of three hooded figures running straight for your backyard door. Your eyes widen as you watch them shove it open and run deeper in until they’re out of sight. You freeze in place as panic washes over you because oh my god they’re going to break in and murder me why do I have to be alone tonight out of all nights?

You grab your phone and rush into the master’s bedroom where a window gives the perfect view of your backyard. Creeping closer to the window and peaking through the blinds, you see that the three of them are standing in the middle of your backyard, two of their backs turned to you. The other figure is facing you, but you can’t quite make out their face.

“Did we lose him?”

“I don’t know. But it’s best to hide here until we’re sure.”

You sigh in relief. So their intention isn’t to break in.

“Minghao? What do you think?”

Minghao? You squint your eyes as the figure takes off his hood. Even in the darkness, his fiery red hair is visible and your jaw goes slack. Minghao’s in several of your classes, though he hardly shows up for it to feel that way.

“Yeah, let’s just wait here.” He cards a hand through his hair and looks around as if sensing your gaze.

You’re about to step back from the window just in case he sees you, but something in the corner of your eye makes you stop mid-way. Now that your eyes have adjusted to the dark, you can see that your garden—or what was your garden—has been trampled on. You’ve been tending to that garden for months now, and anger builds within you when you see some of your peonies limp in the soil.

You spin on your heel and down the stairs, clutching your phone in your fist. You make your way over to the living room where the backyard door is, flicking the backyard light on in the process.

You yank the door open and step out, pointing an accusatory finger at the three boys, “Hey!”

The three of them look at you in alarm, but before they can say anything you continue, “Look, I was going to let you guys off for trespassing after you leave and all, but how are you going to repay me for my garden? I’ve been working on it for months! And you,” you point to Minghao, “there’s a chemistry test tomorrow! Did you even know that? Actually, do any of you know how expensive it is to maintain a garden like this? Why my garden? You guys are so careless!”

By now you’re heaving from your mini-rant as the three boys stare at you in shock. You cross your arms. “Well?”

Much to your dismay, one of them has the audacity to laugh“Come on,” he nudges the one standing next to him. “Let’s get out of here.” He shoves his fists in the pocket of his hoodie and brushes past you like it’s nothing. “Nice pajamas, by the way.”

You blink a few times before looking down at your current attire: a Hello Kitty pajama set you got for Christmas two years ago with fuzzy slide slippers to match. Feeling your face warm, you glare as Offender #2 joins Offender #1′s side.

“Let’s go, Minghao. You have a test to study for, remember?” he snickers.

And then they’re off, leaving the way they entered, not even sparing you a glance. Minghao watches as you sulk over to your garden. You can feel his eyes on you as you kneel down to pick up a crushed peony. “Just go,” you murmur, standing up to walk past him. “Jerks…”

“Hey,” he calls out right before you close the door behind you. “I’ll make it up to you somehow.”

“How?” you frown. Even though Minghao’s always had the reputation as the school’s “bad boy”, you never paid attention to such labels. But now that you have a reason to dislike him, you’re starting to believe the rumors. Maybe he truly is just a delinquent who causes needless trouble. “I’ve been growing this garden for mo—”

“For months. Yeah, yeah. You’ve said that already.”

Your glare deepens.

“I’ll find a way. But for now, I have to go.” He pulls his hood over his head and for the first time, looks you in the eye. “It’s ______, right?”

“Huh?” you ask, surprised that he knows your name. He looks at you expectantly and you clear your throat. “I mean, yeah. How’d you know?”

He smirks. “It’s pretty hard not to know the name of teacher’s pet, don’t you think?”

_ _ _

Unsurprisingly, Minghao misses the chemistry test the next day and doesn’t show up to class for the days that follow. You twirl your pencil between your fingers, chin resting on the palm of your other hand. “He’ll make it up to me my ass,” you mutter, remembering the amount of peonies that died at the hands (well, feet, technically) of those three impudent boys.

When class ends, you’re out the door, ready to go home and take a nice nap. With both of your earbuds in, you scroll through the music in your phone until you find a song you like and press play. You walk for five minutes until you feel a tap on your shoulder.

When you turn around, Minghao’s staring down at you. This time, his hair’s dyed a whitish grey that contrasts against his black hoodie.

You pull out your left earbud. “What do you want?”

“Here,” he holds out a mini succulent plant. “We’re even now, right?”

Frowning, you take the succulent from him and eye it. “This is your idea of making it up to me?” You narrow your eyes at him as he shrugs. The succulent is admittedly cute, and as you inspect it more, you notice black ink written on the bottom of the vase. Curious, you tilt it backwards until the words becomes readable.

Seokmin Lee :^)

Pausing, you look up at Minghao, to the succulent, and back at him. “Wait,” you say slowly, realization hitting you. “You stole this?”

You shove it back in his hands and glare, angry at yourself for actually thinking he could be true to his word.

“I got it for you,” he says simply, not understanding why you’re so upset. “You don’t like it?”

You look at him like he’s crazy, but his unwavering stare makes you pinch the bridge of your nose in frustration. “Forget it,” you say. “Just put it back where you took it from.” You shove your earbud back in your ear and continue your walk home.

When you open your backpack to do homework later that day, you find the succulent sitting inside the space between your notebooks. 

_ _ _

Minghao, for reasons unknown, has become increasingly adamant on compensating you for the garden he and his friends ruined. Last week, he tried giving you a rose before you pointed out that it was clearly plucked from the school’s garden. You figure that it’s a pride thing that drives him to do these things; otherwise, a rebel like him and a straight-A student like you would never have crossed paths again following the incident last month.

Today, it’s a pack of sunflower seeds.

“You know these are for eating, not for growing, right?” you deadpan, looking up at him. “I can see you’re really trying. But what’s done is done, so you can stop feeling indebted to me or whatever.”

Minghao opens his mouth to speak, but you continue before he can, voice much softer this time. “You’re nicer than your other friends. I appreciate it.”

“Nice?” he frowns. “I’m not nice.”

“Then why do you keep doing this?” You purse your lips, clutching the pack of sunflower seeds embarrassedly. “People think you like me. Someone saw you give me the rose last week. You know how fast rumors spread in this school.”

“Let them think what they want,” he counters, expression unreadable. You’ve never felt so vulnerable under someone’s gaze. “Plus, some rumors turn out to be true.”

You feel a blush creep up your neck. “What do you mean?”

Minghao shrugs, feigning cluelessness. “Dunno.”

The words come out before you know it: “Do you like me?” You bite your lip immediately after the words slip out, mentally cursing yourself for asking such a forward and ridiculuous question.

Minghao, however, seems unfazed. “Wanna date?”

You definitely weren’t expecting that. At a loss for words, you can only pray that your face isn’t as red as it feels. Minghao looks amused as your mouth opens and closes as you struggle for a response.

“I don’t date,” you say lamely. “I’m focusing on my studying.”

Minghao quirks a brow. “So no?”

You feel as if your heart rate’s increased tenfold and your mind’s gone blank, and all you can see is Minghao watching you grapple with words like you suddenly forgot how to speak and why in the world isn’t there a class on Dealing With A Minghao 101?

You and Minghao are polar opposites. You study diligently and get good grades, never skip class, and are well-liked among teachers. Minghao’s known for his cold indifference and causing all sorts of mischief outside of school. You’re not very popular, either, so you can’t find any plausible reason as to why Minghao would want to date you.

“I… I don’t know,” you manage to choke out after what feels like an eternity. “I barely even know you.”

“Isn’t that what dating’s for?” For someone so relaxed, he’s strangely persistent.

“I mean,” you start. “We could maybe… study for the upcoming chemistry test together?”

Minghao scoffs and you look away sheepishly.

“What was I expecting,” he mutters. “Fine.”

_ _ _

You’ve never felt so many eyes on you before. It’s a rare sight, so you can’t be too mad at the staring students. Had it not been for your suggestion, Minghao would likely never be seen in the library, let alone with you of all people. There are papers splayed over your shared table, but so far you’re the only doing the actual studying. He’s been staring at you for, you glance at the clock hanging above a shelf of books, the past thirty minutes.

“Minghao,” you sigh, looking up from your notebook. “What’s the difference between molarity and molality?”

“Your nose twitches when you study,” he says plainly.

You give him a pointed look but before you can retort, a smirking figure grabs your attention.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here?” The pretentious Jihoon has his fists in his khaki slacks and his chin up like usual. “______ sharing her smarts with someone? Who would’ve known,” he muses. “Tutoring will only slow you down. We’ll see who lands the highest score this time.“

“Actually, tutoring shows you’ve mastered the material well enough to teach it,” you roll your eyes. “And I’m not even tutoring him. We’re studying together.”

Jihoon scoffs, grumbling a “whatever” before stalking off.

“Who is that punk?” Minghao asks, eyes still on his retreating figure.

You shake your head, brushing your hair out of your face. “I guess you could call him my rival. He’s been like that since we were in the fifth grade.”

“The competitiveness or the rich kid look?”

“Both,” you reply sadly.

Minghao adjusts his baseball cap so that his bangs flatten above his eyes. “Want me to beat him up?”

Your eyes widen as you look up at him. You can’t decide what’s scarier, his threat or the fact that he’s actually serious. “No, don’t do that,” you frantic. “I don’t want you beating anyone up.”

Minghao doesn’t look satisfied with your answer but doesn’t say anything. The next ten minutes are spent in silence, you reading over your notes and doing practice problems while Minghao idly scrolls through his phone. He gets up, sliding his phone into the pocket of his bomber jacket, and tells you that he’s going to the bathroom. You nod without looking up, letting him know you heard him.

"Finally, he left,” you hear someone a few tables away breathe out in relief the moment he’s out of sight. “I was going to leave myself if he didn’t.”

“Dude, same.” His friend shudders. “He’s so scary.”

You try to pay them no mind as you train your attention on your studying, but as they continue their Minghao-slandering you realize that you’ve been reading the same sentence over and over.

“What was he doing here, anyways? He should just go back to his shady business with his gang or something.”

“Tell me about it. And why was ______ with him? He probably threatened her into it.”

You slam your pen on the table. All eyes darting to you, you turn to the two gossipers. “Excuse me, but I’m trying to study,” you force a smile. “So if you could please—”

And what they ask next is all it takes for you to snap.

“______, is everything okay? You’re not feeling ill, are you?”

Feeling the anger coursing through your veins, you stand from your seat, palms laying flat on the table. “What do you two know about Minghao? Have you ever even talked to him?” You don’t care if you’re drawing more attention to yourself as you press on, “You have no right to judge him. He has feelings too, you know. What makes you think that I’d have to be feeling sick to want to be with him? You guys are so judgmental! You guys are such…” you remember what Minghao said earlier, “…punks! You guys are nothing but—”

“______, that’s enough.”

Alarmed, you turn around to see Minghao standing there with his usual expressionless face. You turn back around consciously and shut your eyes tightly; just how much did he hear? Would he be proud that you stood up for him? Angry that you caused a scene?

Minghao tugs on your wrist, “Come on.”

Wordlessly, you pack up your things, head laying low in shame though you ironically don’t regret a thing. Swinging your backpack over your shoulder, you exit the library after Minghao.

“Um,” you cough, trying to catch up to him, “how much did you hear?”

“All of it,” he says casually, looking down at you. “You like me, don’t you?”

You stop walking and blink up at him. Minghao peers at you over his shoulder and you swear you see stars.

You suck in a breath and, feeling brave, say, “Well, we’re dating, aren’t we?” You rejoin his side and feel proud when you see him looking shocked this time.

But the surprise is quickly replaced by a smirk as he throws his arm over your shoulder.

_ _ _

“Geez, who knew gardening could be this tiring,” Junhui, previously known to you as Offender #1, sighs, wiping away a drop of sweat from his brow.

“Don’t forget expensive,” you remind him, using your hand as a shield from the sun.

“Can we take a break?” Soonyoung (Offender #2) whines, fanning himself. “It’s hot!” He tosses the trowel on the soil and let’s out a groan.

“No stopping, punks,” Minghao scowls, and you can hear Junhui mumble “he’s turned soft” under his breath.

“Hey,” you elbow Minghao, “you should be helping them. You did this too, remember?”

“I tried making it up to you, didn’t I?” he challenges.

You end up shoving Minghao into the soil, but thankfully this time the peonies are unharmed.

I Can’t Go On If You’re Not Here

Originally posted by jeonbase

Genre: Fluff/Angst

Pairing: Jeongguk x Reader 

Length: 2k

Part 1 l Part 2 l Part 3

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heh I wanted to put this out first. it seemed like a good place to stop. hope you guys enjoy

You have been in love with Jeongguk since freshmen year of college, but you never had the courage to confront him about your feelings. A new girl pushes you to admit to him finally what you both were waiting for.

“Jeongguk.. You look great. You’re really handsome you know,” you couldn’t bring yourself to say the things you wanted to say. It was your senior year, this was the time to let it all out. You wanted to tell him everything you felt in the span of four years. All the unrequited emotions that ran through you. You loved him with every fiber of your being. You were the one always by his side, even when he had acted like you didn’t exist when he had a new girl.

“I know I’m handsome come on Y/N. Thank you so much I don’t know what I would do without you honestly. I would have probably worn a t shirt and she would have probably left me on the site,” He continued to stare into your eyes. His gaze seemed to intensify at each second that passed.

Jealousy torn at your chest. He had another chance at falling in love with another girl that wasn’t you. He was going to shower the girl with gifts and all his love. All the love you couldn’t get. This was the last chance to tell him what you really felt. Jennie was going to take him away. You had to reach him before she did. You knew that Jeongguk loved you. Telling him won’t hurt. It was about time.

“Hey Jeongguk, come home early, okay? I want to talk about something,” You mustered up the courage to admit to him your feelings even though he was going to go out with another girl.

“Oh I don’t think I’m going to come home tonight,” Jeongguk backed up and quietly fiddled with his hair. He started to turn a little red. Those words said everything. He might have just met Jennie but he was about to sleep with her.

It felt like you couldn’t breath for a minute. This was the beginning of him being consumed with Jennie and you being knocked down to number two on his list. Those times where the most painful for you, watching him and his girlfriend act all in love and you were left there, watching. You wanted to be that girl. The one who would always hold Jeongguk’s hand because he liked to feeling of your proximity and just you.

The thing about Jeongguk was that he was fast. He loves the closeness and idea of sex. He liked to cuddling and the talks after. Of course he liked the physical pleasure of it, but he thrived off the emotional connection. He was going to sleep with Jennie today, after their little date.

“Jeongguk, please come home after. I really do need to talk to you,” You insisted. No longer you were going to wait. This was going to be the semester where you get Jeongguk to become yours. You waited for 4 years, 4 very long, arduous, painful years of pining from afar.

His eyes softened and smiled, “Alright, I’ll come home. After I do, we can talk. But now I gotta go. Jennie’s waiting.” Jeongguk squated down to your level and looked you into the eyes. He had a thing for eye contact, he said it was a connection you couldn’t touch. He started to brush your hair out of ur face. He poked your nose, you couldn’t help but giggle a little. He really was the cutest.

“Okay. Be safe, don’t get too sucked into Jennie. You still have me to come back to,” you laced your fingers through his and led him to the front door. You wanted him to remember that you were here. Jennie was going to be a fading blemish in record time. You got to the front door, and opened the door. Jeongguk was dressed in his leather jacket, you couldn’t help but admire him. You fell in love even more.

“Ah, you’re always looking over me. I promise I’ll come back. Don’t worry, Jennie isn’t going to kidnap me for more than two hours,” Jeongguk was about to leave.

“Wait.”

You swiftly threw your arms around Jeongguk’s arm and pulled him close. You buried your nose into his neck and smiled, “Have a good time.”

Jeongguk stood there and stammered for a good thirty seconds ,” Y/N. I’m coming back you know. You’re first,” he didn’t pull away. You drew back first and looked up at him.

“I know. I just wanted to hug you. You’re too cute,” You returned back into the apartment and waved him good-bye. Your heart was pounding, you never have outright been this forward with him.

It was nine o’clock. Jeongguk had left at 6. You told yourself not to worry, there was just traffic right? He didn’t like Jennie that much, she was a girl he just met, you were his best friend. You texted him, asking when he was coming home.

It was eleven o’clock. Jeongguk still wasn’t back. You twirled the spoon in your green tea. You watched as the tea leaves floated around and then settled back down. Anxiety was eating at your stomach. Your phone was still dark, there were no notifications. You drew down the blinds, darkness settled around the room. Why wasn’t he back? It’s been 6 hours since he told you he would be back in two hours. You twiddled with your phone, scrolling through random things. You reached the last conversation you had with Hoseok, you haven’t met up in a while. You decide to call him, feeling lonely.

“Hello?”

“Hey Hoseok.”

“Oh hey y/n, how have you been? Have you finally confessed to Jeongguk your undying love yet?”

“Ahah, you’re really funny. He’s actually on a date with Jennie. Tonight was the night that I was going to tell him how I felt. It was suppose to be a magical night. I was going to tell him that I liked him since I met him, and he would accept my affections. Then we would end up making up on the couch.I guess apparently not.”

“I missed your sense of humor. It’ll be alright. He’d be dumb not to like you back. Jennie ain’t nothing compared to you. You’re the best dancer on the team, after me of course. Don’t you remember that you were voted most dateable by the guys on our campus? And you’re working hard on your degree, majoring in finance and minoring in biology. You’re amazing the way you are.”  

“Aw thanks Hobi. That reminds me I have to choreograph the ending dance for the showcase. Jeongguk wanted to do something big, he wanted a solo. Always ambitious” You couldn’t help but feel your heart clench at the mention of the showcase. It was Jeongguk and your thing. In your freshmen year’s showcase, you watched him dance. It was when you knew you were in love with him. As you had watched him dance to Manolo, you promised yourself by senior year’s showcase he was going to be yours. Every year, you watched him dance his heart out, counting down the time until you were going to make your move. Your time was ticking.

“Are you finally going to fulfill your own personal promise to yourself that you will tell him?”

“Hm. I hope I do. I don’t know how he is going to react though. Does he like me back? Would he like me back?”

“I’ve had suspected he likes you. I mean there is no such thing as being so close to a girl and not have feelings for her. Do you remember that time Taehyung asked you on a date and Jeongguk immediately answered for you, rejecting him before you had a chance to reply? And I can tell you that wasn’t him being a good friend. Also don’t you remember the time when Taehyung had asked you to formal and you said yes, Jeongguk didn’t talk to Taehyung for three weeks? He obviously feels something for you, but he doesn’t know how to show it.”

“But don’t you remember, whatever Jeongguk wants he gets? If he wanted me, I would be his. You wanna come over since obviously Jeongguk isn’t going to come home tonight?”

“Thought you’d never ask,” the phone went dead. You couldn’t help but smile to yourself. Hoseok was always there when you needed him, without fail.

A knock ran through the house, you ran to get the door. Hoseok stood there with a bottle of your favorite white wine and a smile. He looked like a teddy bear, your source of comfort. You quickly ushered him inside, it was cold outside.

“It’s been so long since I’ve been here without Jeongguk in the house,” Hoseok tore off his jacket. You led him to the living room and sat down on the plush carpet where he popped open the wine and offered it to you. You took a long swig, it’s been so long since you’ve had a proper drink.

“Man, I love that you know this is my favorite wine. I missed it. I especially need it since apparently Jeongguk is screwing some girl he met at a party. You know he called her a ‘work of art’. I haven’t heard him call anything art since he had ordered that huge ass burger from the place across the street. He’s never called me a work of art,” You frowned as you passed the bottle to Hoseok.

“I’ve meet her. She honestly nothing compared to you. She may have Jeongguk’s attention now but just wait. He’ll get bored of her, like he does with every other girl that isn’t you,” he took a long drink out of the wine. Hoseok ran his hand through his hair, and laid his head back onto the couch. You moved next to him and did the same. The wine was really starting to take effect. You felt more lightweight and your worries seemed to wash off.

“You’re a flatterer Hobi. I don’t know why you’re still single. We all know why I’m single. Is it because I’m a business major Jeongguk hasn’t shown any signs he wants me? He had once said that girls who study business always are spoiled and act like they have a stick up their ass.”

Hoseok couldn’t help but snicker at your comment, “Y/N I don’t think he hasn’t made a move because you’re a business major. I think he hasn’t made one because he doesn’t want to mess up your friendship. You guys have been friends for so long, what if your relationship doesn’t go the way you want it? You’ll end up breaking up and mostly never recover as friends.”

Conversation flowed freely as the both of you continued to drink away your problems. You looked at the clock, it was three o’clock. You and Hoseok have been talking 4 hours, hashing out your thoughts and his.

“It’s getting quite late. You can crash in my bedroom, still have the extra mattress from the last time you came,” you got up and threw out the empty wine bottle. Hoseok stumbled to your room and promptly fell asleep. You felt happily tipsy and drunk. You didn’t feel sad from Jeongguk anymore. Right now, he didn’t matter.

Girl Meets The Jellyfish Pact
  • This scene is inspired by another episode of friends.
  • Location: Minkus Family Beach House.
  • The gang just arrived at Farkle's family beach house for the weekend. Everyone takes their suitcases to their rooms except Maya who crashes on the couch and falls asleep. Everyone arrives back to the living room.
  • Riley: What's everybody's plan today?
  • Farkle: I'm going to the beach.
  • Zay: Me too.
  • Riley: Can I come?
  • Farkle: Of course.
  • Riley: (looks at Lucas, Smackle, and Maya) How about you guys?
  • Smackle: I'm going to stay here and read.
  • Lucas: I'll just walk around.
  • Riley: Maya?
  • Maya is snoring loudly.
  • Farkle: See you guys later.
  • Everyone leaves.
  • Location: Beach.
  • Riley is laying on a towel. Farkle is sitting in a beach chair while Zay is digging a hole in the sand.
  • Farkle: There's a Zombie Apocalypse, I'm the only man left, would you date me?
  • Riley: If you were the only man left, maybe.
  • Zay: Hey, guys look at my hole.
  • Farkle: Wow, what a waste of time.
  • Riley: Don't listen to him Zay, it's a nice hole.
  • Zay: Thank you Riley.
  • Zay sticks his tongue out at Farkle.
  • Farkle: You know the Tide's just going to fill it up with water.
  • Zay: That's not going to happen. I made sure that we were far enough away from the ocean before I started digging.
  • The tide brings the water to the beach filling up the hole Zay made.
  • Zay: Damn.
  • Riley jumps up.
  • Riley: Ow! Ow! Ow!
  • Zay: Are you in pain?
  • Riley: No, I always say ow for no reason.
  • Farkle: What happened?
  • Riley: I think I got stung by a jellyfish.
  • Farkle: We should get you back to the house.
  • Riley: It hurts too much to walk.
  • Zay: And I'm tired from digging that hole.
  • Farkle: Then what should we do?
  • Zay: I was watching Discovery channel and-
  • Farkle: Wait, you watch the Discovery channel?
  • Zay: It was by accident.
  • Riley: Is there a point to the story? I'm going to pass out from the pain.
  • Zay: The point, before I was rudely interrupted, was you have to pee on the jellyfish sting.
  • Riley: What?
  • Farkle: He's right. The ammonia is supposed to kill the pain.
  • Riley: I'm not peeing on myself. I rather just deal with the pain.
  • Riley starts walking back to the house and stops.
  • Riley: Ow! Ow!
  • Riley turns around to face Farkle and Zay.
  • Riley: Fine. I'll do it. But you can't watch.
  • Farkle holds up a blanket to cover Riley. Riley tries multiple positions so she can pee on the sting.
  • Riley: Um, guys, I can't do it. I can't bend that way.
  • Farkle: What are we going to do?
  • Riley: One of you have to do it.
  • Farkle: Not it.
  • Zay looks at Riley and Farkle.
  • Zay: Aw man.
  • Location: Beach House.
  • Maya, Lucas, and Smackle are playing cards. Riley, Farkle and Zay rushed in.
  • Riley: I'm going to take a shower and stay in there forever.
  • Riley leaves.
  • Maya: What happened?
  • Farkle: (talking fast) Nothing happened. Why would you asked that? Who told you stuff happened? Stop giving me the third degree.
  • Farkle leaves.
  • Maya looks at Zay.
  • Zay: I got nothing.
  • Zay walks away.
  • The next day.
  • Riley, Farkle, and Zay are eating breakfast. They won't look each other in the eyes.
  • Maya, Lucas and Smackle walk in.
  • Maya: This is ridiculous. You guys won't even look at each other. Something happened on that beach and we demand to know what it is now.
  • Farkle: We made a pact to never talk about it.
  • Riley: It stays in the past.
  • Zay: It's buried in the hole I digged.
  • They get up and try to leave but Maya, Lucas, and Smackle blocks the doors.
  • Lucas: No one is leaving until you tell us what happened.
  • Riley looks at Farkle and Zay. They nod.
  • Riley: Fine, we'll tell you.
  • Maya: Start from the beginning.
  • Zay: It started on a stormy Sunday afternoon.
  • Maya: What?
  • Zay: You said start from the beginning. I'm telling you about the day I was born.
  • Maya: I meant about what happened on the beach, you maroon.
  • Zay: Oh.
  • Riley: We were on the beach.
  • Zay: I was digging a hole. It was the biggest hole I ever dug.
  • Farkle: He was so proud of himself.
  • Zay: (smiling) I was.
  • Riley: Then the tide came.
  • Zay: And it destroyed my hole.
  • Riley: And a jellyfish stung me.
  • Farkle: Riley was in too much pain to walk. So Zay remembered something he watched on tv.
  • Zay: I was watching the Discovery channel-
  • Lucas: You were watching the Discovery channel? Were you watching channels by accident again?
  • Zay: Yeah.
  • Smackle: I saw the same show. They said...
  • Smackle pauses and looks at Riley.
  • Smackle: Ewww!!!
  • Maya and Lucas: What?
  • Smackle: She peed on herself.
  • Maya and Lucas: Ewww!!!!
  • Riley: I tried and failed. I couldn't bend that way. So I asked Farkle and Zay to pee on me.
  • Farkle: And I said no.
  • Maya, Lucas, and Smackle looks at Zay.
  • Zay: That's right. I stepped up to the plate. I took one for the team. I peed on Riley. I would peed on everybody.
  • Riley: How did you take one for the team? I was the one being peed on. And you didn't even peed on me.
  • Smackle: You didn't?
  • Zay: (looks down) No, I'm a fraud. It was too much pressure. Performance anxiety.
  • Maya: Then who peed on Riley?
  • Farkle raises his hand.
  • Farkle: I did. I kept aiming everywhere but the foot.
  • Everyone laughs.
  • Riley: It wasn't funny. Starting now, we'll never speak of this again. We're taking this to our grave.
  • Everyone: Agreed.
  • The next day.
  • Location: Topanga's.
  • Farkle: About that Zombie Apocalypse.
  • Riley: Dude, never going to happen. You will always be the idiot that peed on me.
  • Farkle: Fair enough.
  • The end.

Imagine Chris apologizing to you, his girlfriend. He stayed out late with his guys, and didn’t call you like he said he would. You’ve met most of his friends by now, so you know they’re all troublemakers looking for a good time. He finally comes home, looking for you with those puppy dog eyes. All of your anger melts away when you see him. He’s a good man, and there’s no way he could hurt you.

How do you think others see you?

(( Take a moment to think about this… 

I had a conversation with some friends the other day. They were mortified by a funny picture someone had taken of them. Mortified to the point that they couldn’t look at the picture without becoming depressed.

“If that’s how I look when I’m having fun, I need to work out.” 

“I look so ugly.”

“Everyone laughs about this picture… it just makes me sad.” 

So I brought up this point. How do you look at your friends? 

Do you see an ugly picture of them and think, “Wow, they’re hideous. That’s how they look all the time.” or do you look at it and simply think that it’s hilarious, because it’s nothing more than a funny face?

Do you view your friends based on their ugly pictures… or do you look at them and see the cute selfie they took that day.

We, as humans, generally see our friends in the best possible light. Most of us look at each other with a screen that seems to filter out all of the blemishes that are, apparently, front and center.

My acne is so horrible, my hair is so thin, I’m so overweight, I’m ugly

How do you look at others?

If you see others at their most beautiful… If you look at gorgeous, filtered selfies of your friends and think “they are so beautiful”… if you think your friends genuinely look like the pictures they post, the pictures that make them feel confident…

Then doesn’t it stand to reason that they look at you the same way? Why are you any different? Why are you suddenly standing alone in this? The people you surround yourself with… the people you think are so wonderful and beautiful… they all see you the way you want to be seen.

Now let yourself see it.

Get rid of the feelings of despair, shame, and self loathing where others are concerned. Stop thinking that everyone’s judging you based on those unflattering photos. If you can look at someone’s beautiful picture and think it looks just like them… then believe people when they tell you how beautiful you look.

This is your life. Don’t waste it by stripping away your own power. ))

mymomraisedmefatterthanthat  asked:

Hiiii! I was wondering if you could help me find a fic? From what I remember they find Steve then a little later they find, I think, love letters between him and Bucky and everyone goes nuts and there's a movie made an Steve like a LGBTQ icon. Then they find Bucky and Steve hides the whole thing from him but Bucky runs away at some point and runs into these guys dressed like Steve and him then he sees the movie and fluff happens. I CAN'T FIND ANYTHING ON IT! HELP! You guys are amazing and ilysm!

I think you’re actually looking for two fics!

The letters:

A Long Winter (/others) by dropdeaddream, WhatAreFears

In 1945, Steve Rogers jumps from a nosediving plane and swims through miles of Arctic Ocean to a frozen shore.

In 1947, Steve Rogers marries Peggy Carter.

In 1966, the New York Times finds the lost letters of Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes.

The movie and the guys dressed like Steve and Bucky:

Brooklyn by togina

“Captain America, what’s your stance on gay marriage?”

Everyone knows that, by now. Everyone but Bucky.

Don’t Forget, Pt. 3

Originally posted by colorfulbts

Summary: “It is okay if you do not remember me, I can do the remembering. But in a world where I hold absolutely no place in your life, not even as the girl who knew your name before your face, I think it would be a place too cruel to live in.

Characters: Jungkook, (she/her) Reader, Taehyung

Tags: Angst, romance, food for thought

Memo (Prologue), Pt. 1, Pt. 2


There is a certain lucid quality in the way time ticks while on commute, the idea of leaving behind a neighbourhood so faithfully occupied during the past years of your life for a territory beyond breeds a sense of detachment in your system. Your body remains bound by the ropes of reality, yet your spirit wanders with no desire of  ever returning.

Perhaps it is in your best interest that you cultivate the habit of breaking away every once in a while, though admittedly, the prospect of retreating into the dreams that afflict you so for comfort, be they night or day, is terribly ironic. But you cannot help it. You suppose it is to do with being born a dreamer. Trodding through life with no solid plan, the tiles behind you crumble with the lifting of each foot, and the path ahead is formed in the space where your feet land next, a future made of earthquakes that threaten to pull you under.

Nothing is ever clear to you. Not reality. Not dreams, certainly not the days ahead. And you question why you continue to go through with such uncertainty, why you have not yet called it quits with the world and cross into the other side when the boundaries that separated each half have long blurred and blended together.

You like to think that up until last night’s events, you have lived a life in search of answers to questions you did not know to ask.

His name is Jungkook.

Keep reading

9

block b as the seven deadly sins; kim yukwon as greed.

You look like an angel. It takes my breath away to see you, always smiling brightly at me as if I was the only man in the world, yet, I can’t have enough of you. I fear this feeling that suffocates me every time I’m with you. I can’t run away from it and I crave for the feeling of your arms wrapped around my waist as we walk around the place. You tell me that we are not possible and I’m sure you fear the same thing as me; we disappear once we’re apart, but we lose ourselves when we’re together. Shit, it doesn’t matter to me anymore if I die; I want to be in your arms.

Go away, you tell me as you look out of your window

Let’s run away, I reciprocate

Because baby, I need you.”

9

One day I was sitting on the bus, the show had aired, so I was a little more nervous than I usually am on the bus. And this guy starts looking at me and I think - ‘oh, okay’. Has he seen me or am I being paranoid? Eventually he says - 'you look like that guy who’s on the TV show’. I said 'oh, okay’. He said 'it’s called How to Get Away With Murder, have you seen it?’ At this point I just look at him and sort of think 'no!’. Which is what I said. Ridiculous lie, he was a bit baffled. He gets on his phone and gets up a picture of me. I thought 'oh I’ve been rumbled, this is a disaster’. He shows me a picture of me and says 'this is the guy!’ I say 'oh, that really does look a lot like me’.

anonymous asked:

Hello! Could I get some fluffy headcannons (and maybe a gif) of sanji being all protective of his s/o? Can't get enough of that adorable cook! Thank you!! 😙😙❤❤❤

Originally posted by godweeb

Sanji protective fluffy h/c: 

  • “Oi! stop looking at my beautiful (y/n)-shwan  marimo!” 
  • “B-but…I just don’t like other guys looking at you…” he would mumble. 
  • Just a caress or a kiss from his s/o and all his worries will melt away. 
  • That is, until he notice again somebody else looking at his s/o.  
  • As you may notice jealousy and protectiveness go hand in hand XD 
  • When it comes to real situations, when there is a slight danger, expect Sanji to become his s/o’s human shield. 
  • He’ll softly push you back as he puts himself up front. 
  • If he can hide you he will. 
  • His priority is always to keep his beautiful rose intact and safe. 
  • So if he has to take his s/o all the way back to the ship he will, acting as the body guard of course. 
Howl's Moving Castle (2004 Film) : Sentence Starters
  • "I feel terrible, like there's a weight on my chest."
  • "Lets run!"
  • "Don't fight them, _______."
  • "Sorry, I've had enough of running away, _______."
  • "Now I've got something I want to protect. It's you."
  • "A heart's a heavy burden."
  • "I know I can be of help to you, even though I'm not pretty and all I'm good at is cleaning."
  • "Well, the nice thing about being old is you've got nothing much to lose."
  • "You, you sabotaged me!"
  • "What a pretty color."
  • "You completely ruined my magic potions in the bathroom!"
  • "Wow, _______, your hair looks just like starlight."
  • "Yeah, but no-one really believes that."
  • "Come on, it's not that bad."
  • "They say that the best blaze burns brightest, when circumstances are at their worst."
  • "I see not point in living if I can't be beautiful."
  • "I specifically ordered you not to get carried away!"
  • "I'm a scary and powerful fire demon!"
  • "There you are sweetheart, sorry I'm late."
  • "To me, it looked like the two of you were just leaving."
  • "I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't torment my friend."
  • "You're being so obedient."
  • "(S)he bullied me!"
  • "I'm your new cleaning lady."
  • "I can't stand the fire and gunpowder."
  • "I saw him/her do this once before when a girl/guy dumped him/her!"
  • "I'm just setting things up so all of you can live a comfortable life, _______."
  • "I have this weird feeling you're going to leave."
  • "I wonder what _______ disguised himself as?"
  • "After the war, they won't recall they ever were human."
  • "Those dopey guys have absolutely no manners."
  • "Here's another curse for you - may all your bacon burn."
  • "Knowing you'd be there gave me the courage to show up."
  • "It looks like your true love is in love with someone else!"
  • "It was a pleasure meeting you, even if you are my least favorite vegetable!"
  • "When I think of castles, it's not what I picture."
  • "When you're old, all you want to do is stare at the scenery."
  • "I've never felt so peaceful before."
  • "Seems everyone in this family's got problems."
  • "It's all so familiar yet I know I've never been here before."
  • "And while you're at it, make hot water for my bath."
  • "The mark maybe gone but the spell is still there."
  • "Don't worry, I'll follow behind you in disguise."
  • "I'm so sorry but that would be confidential information."
  • "Someone just told me you floated down into our balcony!"
  • "You shouldn't keep flying around like that."
  • "No one else does any work around here."
  • "I'm fatter than ever and yet the wind blows right through me!"
  • "Sorry, it looks like you're involved."
  • "_______ only does that to beautiful girls/guys."
  • "You sound ghastly, like some 90-year-old woman."
Natza/Graylu Drabble - Time and a Place
  • Lucy: *twitches, her hair is slightly singed* Well, that blew up spectacularly.
  • Gray: Don't look at me - I was sleeping PEACEFULLY. I even suggested camping farther AWAY from the bandit cave. But nooope.
  • Lucy: Can't those guys keep their paws off each other for one night? SERIOUSLY.
  • Natsu: Hey, we got the job done quicker! You should be happy!
  • Lucy: Not when I'm fighting beside a naked guy that isn't Gray. What is WRONG with you two?!
  • Erza: Everything turned out okay, and we'll get the full reward. Settle down, Lucy.
  • Gray: It's your fault we got ambushed in the first place. You know I hate the Dumbass Thugs wakeup call? ... Well, now ya do.
  • Lucy: How the hell did you sleep through that?! Even if we weren't camping out here, I think I'd hear it on the opposite side of a building! "Natsu! OH NATSUUU!" >__<
  • Gray: *snort* You're not much better, Luce. Trust me.
  • Lucy: Oh, you are not taking the Landlady's side!
  • Natsu: You're a screamer, too, Luce. Happy 'n me were gonna pop in for a sleepover once, and we reconsidered after we heard you... from outside your apartment... maybe a block away...
  • Lucy: You're just exaggerating, Mister Heightened Senses.
  • Happy: Nope~. I heard the screams, too. And they were a lot more colorful than the words Erza uses, you potty mouth~.
  • Lucy: Damn furball. Those times are meant to be private. >.>
  • Erza: *quirks eyebrow* You still try to break into Lucy's apartment? I thought I explicitly told you to come sleep with ME if the mood struck. >__<
  • Natsu: You 'n Mira were outta town on some tough job. I woulda gone to you.
  • Erza: Ah. I should probably be bringing you along on those jobs, anyway... Tough they may be, but you've proven you can handle them.
  • Natsu: Hell yeah! :D
  • Gray: Sooo... we're just going to IGNORE the fact you two were doing the horizontal tango while on a job? And that tango nearly got us really hurt?
  • Lucy: MY HAIR! *tugging at her locks* T_T
  • Natsu: When Erza wants a quickie, you can't say 'no'. :P
  • Gray: Time and a place, moron. Time and a place.
  • Erza: Well, this is a time. And this is a place. *rubs her face against Natsu's before staring deadpan at Gray* We don't tell YOU two to keep your hands to yourselves.
  • Gray: 'Cause we do it when it's just the two of us! In our homes!
  • Natsu: But that's boring! Where's the thrill of gettin' caught? :P
  • Lucy: Not 'almost' gettin' caught? *eyeroll*
  • Natsu: There is no 'almost' with us. If you're not givin' it your all, you're not doin' it right.
  • Gray: Remind me to never sleep in the same hotel as you two. You'll bring the whole place down.
  • Erza: Now, now, Gray. That's clearly exaggerating. We might bring down our room and the ones adjacent, but a whole hotel? Preposterous.
  • Gray: I rest my case.