your body video of the year

BTS reaction: you being insecure

bts reaction to you being thicc + busty and insecure ??

ft. very slight smut

{ some of them are longer cause it got too detailed }


JIN:

Jin loved your body and he didn’t understand why you hated it. You weren’t eating the dinner he had prepared and he started getting worried. “Y/n, why aren’t you eating? Does it taste bad?” he says with a concerned look. You look down to your plate and quietly answer. “I’m just… I wanna lose weight okay, I’m insecure about my body and I think I just need to diet.” He stands up from his chair and comes over to hug you from behind and lightly kisses your head. “Baby, you’re beautiful. I love every stunning inch of your body, never forget that.” he says smiling


NAMJOON:

It was your birthday and Namjoon had taken you to Victorias’ Secret. You walked by the lingerie and fell in love with this black lace set. Namjoon catches you staring at it, “You want that one baby?” and you look at him and nod. You grab your size and run to try it on. You just finished tying the last silk ribbon and turn around to look in the mirror. The ribbon was going right into your curves and you hated it. You took it off and went up to Namjoon. “I’m not gonna get it.” you say and Namjoon looks at you with a shocked expression. “Why? Baby I loved it and I know it looks amazing on you,” he says rubbing your arm “go try it on again and let me see it.” You sigh and go back to the dressing rooms and try it on and you show Namjoon. You notice a obvious bulge growing in his pants, he sneeks up behind you and starts rubbing your hips. “You look beautiful princess, you’re buying that and as soon as we get home it’s going to on the floor.” he says with a smirk.


YOONGI:

You were sitting in the studio with him while he was working on his second mixtape. He asks you to get some snacks for you two since you both haven’t all day. You nod and go down the street to get some snacks. You were getting some chips and water for you guys and you dropped one of the waters. When you bend to pick it up you realize how big your thighs look. You sit there and sigh and put down your bag of chips and buy a quick salad to-go. Once you came back you gave Yoongi his snack and you began to eat your salad. Yoongi looks up at you and speaks confusingly, “Babe, why are you eating a salad? You don’t like healthy foods.” and you put your fork down and set your food on the table. “Yoongi, I hate my body. My thighs are huge, my curves are hideous, I’m just trying to lose some weight.” He shrugs his shoulders and begins shutting everything off. You’re confused because you two usually stay for another 2 hours. But he got up and grabbed your wrist and dragged you to the nearest candy shop. “Get what you want babe, you and your body are beautiful. Don’t think other wise.” he says intertwining fingers with yours as you walked around the shop.


HOSEOK:

He was helping you practice the choreography for Fire because you begged him to teach you it. While in the studio you got hot and took off your sweatshirt, revealing a crop top underneath. From all the jumping around your sweatpants started to ride down just below your tummy so your hips were fully shown. You didn’t notice until you looked in the mirror when Hoseok went to go get some water. You pull up your pants and despite you being sweaty and hot, you put the sweatshirt back on. Hoseok enters the dance room and again and hands you your water. “Why did you put on your sweatshirt again? I thought your outfit was cute.” and you shake your head. “Hoseok, It’s not ‘cute’ when my hips are pouring out on my sides.” Hoseok walks up to you from behind and starts tugging on your sweatshirt encouraging you to take it off. “Y/n!! You’re body is so perfect, I love every inch on it! Please don’t hide it.” You feel bad and eventually take off your sweatshirt and Hoseok turns into his sunshine self again. “So, where were we?” he says unpausing the music.


JIMIN:

You recently bought a tube dress and you thought it looked horrible. The tight dress showed every curve and inch of your body. You look at your self in mirror and feel your eyes watering up until Jimin walks in the bedroom. He’s shocked at how beautiful the dress is on you. “Baby!! You look amazing!” he says kissing your lips softly. “No I don’t.” Jimin has never heard you but yourself down like that. He stares at you and a tear drop runs down his cheek. “How could you not think your beautiful? That’s one of the many many reasons I love baby. You mean the world to me. I don’t wanna hear those lies coming from your mouth. You understand?” and you nod giving him a hug. “I love you Jiminie.” “I love you too baby.”


TAEHYUNG:

You two were at the beach on a couples vacation. You were wearing a two piece bathing suit with high rise bottoms. You and Taehyung decided to go into the water and just enjoy each other. The ocean waves kept causing your bottoms to ride down each time it hit you. You had to keep pulling them up cause you didn’t want Taehyung seeing your curves. “Y/n, baby, why do you keep hiding your beautiful body?” you stutter on your words a little bit. “C-cause I’m afraid that you won’t like my body and leave me.” Taehyung looks at you like a sad puppy and cups your cheek. “No,no baby I would never leave you. Your body is flawless and I can’t wait to… experiment with it.” He says with a smirk. You roll your eyes and splash water in his face and he splahsed it back. You two looked like 5 year olds having a splashing contest but you two didn’t care at all.


JUNGKOOK:

While you two were playing video games at the dorm. Jungkook was close to beating you in the third round but you ended up winning. You get up and start jumping around and Jungkook stares at you pretending to be mad. Your loose shirt flying up everytime you jump. Jungkook notices your curves and falls in love. Your relationship was pretty innocent, since you two have been dating for 2 months. Jungkook falls even more in love with your curves and get up and hugs you from behind stopping you from your exciting jumps. He became embarrassed as hell but he felt confident in this. Once you stop and you feel Jungkooks hands sliding down your sides inching closer to your waist you jump out of his hold. “Hey babe, I don’t necessarily like my hips that much sooo, it’s kinda awkward when you touch me there.” you say biting your lower lip out of embarrassment. He looks at you confusingly but ignores you and turns you around and starts feeling your curves again. He whispers in your ear, “Baby, when I saw your curves I instantly fell more in love with you. Never change.” You smile and turn around softly kiss him. He smiles and turns shy again, “I’ll let you win next round just so I can see your beautiful body again.” he says with a grin.

You guys… Anti might be here already.

It’s almost 4 AM, and you know what that means: PRIME THEORY TIME! And tonight we’ve got an Antisepticeye special, so hang onto your hats and everything you know and love– because yes, Anti might just be here already.

And if he is, he’s been here for a while.

So in the recent Opening Tour Gifts video, Jack received a cute little Anti doll, and showed it off with all the usual Anti video effects.

(Gif from @markired, sorry I use so many of yours all the time, I try to give credit! :3)

And what does Jack say when he takes little Anti out of the box?

“It’s your boy!”

“Your boy"…?

That didn’t bother me before, but like I said, it’s nearly 4 AM, so now I’ve realized something.

When we last saw Anti (in the ‘KILL JACKSEPTICEYE’ video) he gave us an ominous message, and it’s awfully similar to what we’ve just heard…

“I wonder what will happen to your favorite boy next time.”

So that set off some alarms in my head.

Then, more alarms started going off.

Because what else did Anti tell us in that message?

“Who do you think you’ve been watching all this time? I’ve been in control!”

It was at this point in my thought process that I started FREAKING THE HELL OUT.

If Anti really was in control all that time beforehand, and we never noticed it, he’s gotten scarily good at puppeting Jack’s body.

So he could’ve done it a few more months without a slip.

Which, I’m thinking, is exactly what he did.

This leads me to a few possible conclusions, theory-wise:

One, that Anti might actually win this battle come Halloween (since he’s had a whole year of preparation, and he only gets stronger when we think about him)

Or two, that Anti has been in control for a long time now, and that the real Jack has taken some Anti-esque spirit form since he’s been out of his own body for so long, and that all the glitches are him trying to break Anti’s puppetmaster façade…

Or three, that Anti has maintained a stronger hold on Jack’s body and can toss Jack out of it whenever he wants to (and the glitches are still Jack trying to break through).

Before you write the second or third ones off as farfetched, I want you to try something.

Go to Jack’s channel and search for a video called “ALWAYS WATCHING”. It’s Jack’s little video intro to his panel at PAX. Anti takes control and gives another cryptic message.

But this is what I want you to find:

Go to timestamp 2:12, and listen close.

Jack says “HELP ME”.

And this is while Anti’s color scheme reverses completely, if only for a fraction of a second.

Could that have been Jack trying to break back into his body…?

I’ll leave that conclusion up to you.

But, to me, the scariest thing about this being possible, that Anti may be in majority control as we speak?

That video for PAX was seven months ago.

Which means Anti would’ve gained control before that.

It’s not completely out of the picture to consider that he may have been in control this whole year, since all of last October was his possession process and the finale of it all was success.

You can even see him very briefly outside of Jack’s body before he makes his way inside of him.

So… yeah.

Anti might just have been Jack this whole year. Not to f*ck with your mind or anything.

Long story short, I’m excited as hell for what Jack has in store for this Halloween. His channel has honestly been a nice place of normalcy from all of Mark’s BS lately from my crazy day-to-day life lately and I can’t WAIT to see what he’s got up his sleeve.

I’m ready for a good scare, Anti.

Do your worst.

ultimate-drama-queen  asked:

Hi. I love your blog and all the little headcannons (canon?) you do. I also noticed you're amazing for writing little stories for people who are having a tough time. Would it be too much to ask if I could have one? I'm suffering from a bout of depression/insomnia and I'm running on about 4 hours sleep in about 3 days. What do you think of Derek or Stiles getting insomnia from all the stuff they've seen and the other just cuddling them through it? Trying to stay awake so they're not alone?

Hey, sweetheart. The depression/insomnia combo is horrible. I don’t know if it will work for you but earlier this year I stumbled upon ASMR videos. I know some people find them weird but they really helped me when it came to getting to sleep. In the mean time, I hope this little fic does something to help. 

Stiles thought being able to sleep after the Nogitsune had been the universe’s way of balancing out the good and bad in his life: get possessed by a psychotic Japanese fox but sleep like a baby every night after. As it turned out, being able to sleep after a spirit uses your body to murder a bunch of people came down to the fact Stiles hadn’t had a break since finding Laura Hale’s body that night in the woods.   

He believed joining the academy would be a fresh start, and in many ways it was. He just didn’t count on the fact that now he didn’t have pure evil trying to kill him at every waking moment that his brain would finally find time to process it. Stiles had always been a fan of ignoring his problems until they eventually, just, go away; watching his friends die, looking down at his own body and knowing it wasn’t really his but the cardboard cutout left behind by the Nogitsune, the memory of watching Derek almost -

He assumed - stupidly - that he had been successful in that particular endeavour. As long as he had his pillow, he was fine. You’re going to be fine. That was what the faceless people of the internet said. Stiles didn’t think “fine” was ever going to be an option for him but he guessed hope was a nice sentiment. 

“Insomnia,” Scott said, repeating the word back to him. Stiles could practically hear the concern, loud and clear, ringing through the phone. It instantly made him feel worse. Heaving a sigh, he scrubbed a tired hand down his face. Maybe he shouldn’t have called.  

“Yes, insomnia.”

Scott was quiet for several seconds.  “Do you have your pillow?” he asked. 

“Yes,” Stiles answered. He was currently clutching it to his chest, sprawled out on his bedroom floor. It was 3am, the floor was hard, and if he didn’t get some sleep soon he was going to start crying; the kind of crying he hadn’t done since he was a kid and his mom took ill. 

“What about drugs?” Scott suggested. “I could ask my mom-”

“No drugs, Scott.”

“But-”

I said no drugs, Scott.” 

The line went quiet again and Stiles felt his eyes begin to sting. This was a mistake.

“Sorry, man, I have to go.” 

He hung up before Scott could respond, deciding he could feel guilty about it later.

~

At the academy, he was on auto-pilot. Luckily, Stiles had come up with some of his best plans during the last four years on little-to-no sleep, so it wasn’t overly obvious to his fellow agents-in-training that he needed several cups on coffee just to get through the day.

It was obvious to someone though. Someone who clearly thought it was their sworn duty to haul Stiles over their shoulder in the middle of his third run to the coffee shop that day and deposit him in the back of their car. 

Stiles wanted to protest - he should protest, call for help, maybe? - but he had had his eyes closed when the stranger grabbed him, had been drooling on a statue, leaning against it for moral support, as he had waited for his order.

Plus, the stranger’s arms felt nice. 

In the back of his mind, Stiles couldn’t decide if thinking a stranger’s arms felt nice during a potential kidnapping - fuck, please don’t let it be a supernatural kidnapping - was because of his sleep deprived state or if that was just the way he was wired now. 

It was only when a door opened and a familiar pair of eyebrows slid into the driver’s seat did Stiles begin to laugh. Hysterically. 

“Of course,” he said, shaking his head and pressing his lips against the cool leather interior. Familiar hands strapped him into the his seat. “Of course it’s you, big guy.”

Derek just gave a slight huff and muttered something Stiles couldn’t hear, but it sounded an awful lot like, yeah, I missed you, too. 

Stiles laughed again. It was crazy, what your mind came up with when it wasn’t functioning properly. 

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It’s time once again for Ectober Week!

For those of you just joining the Phandom, Ectober Week is a seven-day event dedicated to the spooky, creepy, and otherwise darker themes of the source material.  Your task is to create something - be it a piece of writing, a drawing, a cosplay, a video, an edit, etc - that contains elements from Danny Phantom and the theme of the day.  The themes are as follows:

            October 25th :: Plague

            October 26th :: Teeth / Eclipse

            October 27th :: Abandoned

            October 28th :: Curse

            October 29th :: Spiders / Cobwebs

            October 30th :: Storm / Shipwreck

            October 31st :: Purgatory / Crossing Over

As with every year, please be mindful of trigger warnings if your submission contains anything that may be harmful to others!  Things such as gore, body horror, and specifically arachnophobia should be tagged accordingly.  

Be sure to use the tags #Ectober Week 2017 and #Danny Phantom to share your work!  Try to avoid tagging casual text posts or WIP pieces with the main tag, as it is meant to be an archive of completed pieces for easy viewing.

Thank you, and have fun!

Special thanks to @shinobicyrus @rainosa @alterego9114 and @sarapsys 

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     “I will shoot you. Bitches.”

     Dean’s gruff voice caught your attention as you entered the little restaurant, memories of the strange white van parked outside still floating in your head. Ghostfacers, it had said. Why did that sound so familiar? You shrugged and ignored it, searching out the source of Dean’s voice.

     “Hello boys,” you said sweetly, walking up to the table where the Winchesters were sitting and placing your hand on Dean’s shoulder. “Are you gonna introduce me to your little friends?”

     Sam and Dean both scowled, practically growling at the people sharing their table. The two men beside them - each squished between a wall and a Winchester – grinned like children.

     “I’m Ed,” the one beside Dean said, extending his hand to you. “And this is my partner Harry.”

     “We’re professional paranormal investigators,” Harry cut in. He tried to push past Sam and ended up standing behind the table, getting as close to your face as he could manage with the younger Winchester blocking him. “No big Deal,” he drawled. His tone was a painfully humorous attempt at casual.

     “Sit down, Ass-hats,” Dean growled, shoving Ed back into his seat.

     You pressed your lips together and tried not to laugh, watching the men you now assumed were the Ghostfacers with amusement. “So, you’re professionals, huh?”

     “Yes, yes we are.”

     “But don’t worry, pretty lady,” Harry leaned back and pulled up his shirt, flashing some skin and the white handle of a tiny handgun. “You’re safe with us.”

     Dean threw his hands up. “Oh, for the love of -”

     “Great! Shall we go, then?” You smacked Dean in the shoulder to silence him. You could practically hear his eyes rolling. “We have a body waiting for us at the morgue, you guys could give us your professional opinion.”

     Both Ghostfacers went silent. You couldn’t help the smile that spread across your face.

     “B-body?” Harry stuttered.

     Ed kicked him under the table. “Sure, we can … do that.”

     You smiled and turned on your heels, gesturing for them to follow. You knew you were going to get an ear-full when you got back to the Impala but you just couldn’t resist teasing them, the Ghostfacers videos you’d seen years ago floating to the front of your mind.

     As you walked away you heard the thump of Ed and Harry smashing into each other, Dean pushing them back as they tried to run after you.

     “Don’t even think about it,” he growled.


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I’m Not A Kid: Part 3 (Final Part)

I’m Not a Kid: Part 3 (Final Part) (m)

Word count: 7.7k

Genre/Warnings: angst, smut, dirty talk

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Summary: You finally face Jungkook after he moved away, three years ago.

Parts: one | two (3/3)

It had been three years since you had laid eyes on Jeon Jungkook. Not that you had been keeping count. It was somewhere near almost three. You two were going hot and heavy in secret for two years. Jungkook went to college while working for his father part time. Luckily for you Mr. Jeon had his son working with you most of the time. The two of you actually worked very well together. Then the day came where Jungkook graduated and he came and worked for the company for about half a year but then his dad decided to open, and wanted Jungkook to manage another branch, in another country.

You were devastated to say the least when you had to hear about it from the whole office and not even your boyfriend, Jungkook. Of course you thought the rumors were just that, rumors. But then you had went into Jungkook’s office and he wasn’t there. All of his stuff had been taken out and you just stood there. You remember the feeling so vividly, it made you sick to your stomach. 


You ended up going home early and there he was, on your couch with tear stained cheeks. You have never seen him this vulnerable. The two of you normally were not very sentimental or too open with each other. But there he was, crying on your couch as you made your way over to him. He held you so tightly after he pulled you into his lap. The two of you holding each other so closely while you slow fucked on the couch. You remember how tightly he held onto your hair as he whispered in your ear, that he loved you. That was the first and only time you had heard it. Because after being in sad, sweaty and naked ecstasy- he was gone.

You woke up on the couch with a blanket draped over you and all of his stuff out of your apartment. The two of you didn’t live together but you did miss his toothbrush next to yours and all of his protein powder in your cabinets, among other things. You even missed all the anime on your DVR. You missed him but even more you hated him.

He had never said goodbye or told you he was even leaving in the first place. At least he barely did that one night. You didn’t even know how much time he had left to be with you until you woke up alone. You just wish that you had known or maybe if you were open about your relationship he would still be with you. But you hated yourself for wanting to go back into the past and be with him. 




The first year was the hardest. All you wanted to do was call him or have him call you. But then it finally set in that he had left and you wanted to beat the shit out of him. You wanted him to feel the pain that you felt. You wondered how someone who was so keen on getting you to go out with him in the first place could be such a major ass. If you had stuck with your instincts you would probably be fine, in a better relationship and happy… then again you could’ve ended up with someone like John. The guy that you had ended up leaving at the party when you finally let yourself be with Jungkook.

Maybe this was meant to happen or maybe you were just stupid. Finally around the second year you tried not to think about Jungkook as much. Although it was pretty hard when your boss was his father. After time though you didn’t actually think about him… not that much. Luckily since the man that you once loved, but never told him, father was your boss you knew whenever he would be coming into town.

If you ever figured out that Jungkook was coming back home you went on vacation, on a business trip or just called in sick. You remember in the beginning that Mr. Jeon always told you that Jungkook had asked about you or wondered if you were doing well. Jungkook was also apparently the reason that you got promoted and we’re basically Mr. Jeon’s right hand gal. You had gotten one email from Jungkook giving his congratulations but you deleted it. Maybe it was your petty side but you didn’t want to indulge yourself or parade yourself with questions on whether or not it meant something more.

You got an even bigger office and Claire was also happy to move up as your assistant. She got paid a couple dollars more so she was happy. Work was good, most days. You were making more money and you ended up moving to a bigger and nicer apartment. Mostly because your roommate was getting married. It was hard, you were so used to having someone around all the time and now you were lucky to have her pick up the phone if she wasn’t busy.

It was most times when you were at home, alone. Feeling sorry for yourself or just wanting to know if he was okay that you would end up on Facebook or Instagram or anywhere he posted anything slightly revealing. You would see pictures of him with new friend’s or younger women. It was so hard to look at but you couldn’t help yourself. You tried to put up photos and make statuses just to seem like things were normal in your life. You mostly did it because you wanted him to see that you were fine. Not that you thought he was actually interested in knowing. You were sure he was busy enough with his own life and you should’ve been focusing on yours.

Things did get better with time. You had even dated someone for a little while but it was hard. You really loved being around Sehun but he was so young himself. He got very jealous if you did things without him or just when you were around other men. He was very whiny when you had to stay at work late. He just looked great on your arm and that was what you were focused on. You hated that maybe you weren’t focusing on actually being happy. You had pretty much engulfed yourself in work since Jungkook left so you didn’t really know how to make time for others. You thought he was so beautiful and sweet but you knew it wasn’t going to work out between the two of you and after six months you just had to let him go.

Every once in awhile you would get something from Jungkook. You figured this was when he was feeling lonely or alone like you. After a while you just deleted them or sometimes you kept them just so you could see him. He would send you pictures of himself whether it be his face or his body. He had even sent you two videos over the course of three years. You had never retaliated, too scared that maybe he would never send anything again if he knew you felt the same. Or you were just scared because maybe he wanted to trick you into seeing if you still missed him enough.

One video was of him and his office still wearing his suit while he touched himself. You could hear him grunting as he worked his hand and you would close your eyes and remember what it was like to hear him in you. The other one was last year when you made your and Sehun’s relationship public, changing single to in a relationship. The video was of Jungkook fucking another woman. You remembered the first time you saw, you were angry and sad that he would do something like this. Then again it had been enough time the second time it came around you laughed. Seeing that only made you want to forget him even more.

You figured he was embarrassed with himself because that was the last and final thing he had ever sent you. In a way you were happy but a part of you like getting to see him and his sculpted body. You guess it was just a way that he kept up with you. Even when you were too scared to send anything back. He seemed to be doing well for himself and you respected that. His dad was very proud of him and you were proud of yourself. Even with the help of Jungkook, you were truly paving your way in the business and you were a force to be reckoned with.

By the third year, you really didn’t think about Jungkook much. You were dating here and there. You had ended up going on a couple of dates with one guy that you particularly liked. You spent a lot of time with Jimin and Taehyung. Jimin, being the best and most supportive friend ever. It was very easy to be yourself with him and his fiancé. You ate a meal every Sunday with them and you even went to your yoga classes with Taehyung every Tuesday and Thursday. You had really fallen into a schedule that you enjoyed.

Today was different though, you could feel it in your body that it was different. Your phone had turned off in the middle of the night and you were almost late for work, just starting the day off wrong. A part of you told yourself to just call in but you knew you had a meeting with a big client and you wanted to go ahead and get that over with.

You were in such a rush that as soon as you got into your building was the only time you had to turn your phone back on. When you turned it on you had received multiple texts and calls from Jimin but the slowness of your phone turning on wasn’t helpful and when you finally got to your door, Claire had mentioned someone was in your office waiting for you. You looked at your watch, thinking that your client was slightly early. Rather than having them wait you went straight into your office.

When you walked in and looked at the back of the head sitting in the chair facing wall, you knew exactly what was. You looked down at your phone seeing the text finally was working clearly, pressing on Jimin’s name and reading.

[From: Jimin 8:30 am] He’s here, don’t come.

[From: Jimin 8:45 am] Jungkook randomly showed up.

[From: Jimin 8:54 am] Y/N?

You looked up as Jungkook turned slightly, hearing the door open and close. He stood slowly and smiled as the two of you made eye contact. You were very shaken, not knowing how to feel or what to say so you just stared at him.

“Y/N,” he sing songed, making chills fly up your arms. Wow, you look even more beautiful than I remember.“ Jungkook smiled, standing still but having the strongest urge to go and touch you.

It was silent for a moment but you couldn’t  keep one question in, “What the fuck are you doing here?”

“It’s lovely to see you too, darling.” He chuckled and this all just felt like a game to you. It seems like all he wanted to do was screw up what you had worked so hard to keep normal.

“Really, Jungkook. What are you doing here? Normally I know when you’re coming in.” You said you walked over to your desk and put your bag down.

“So that’s why you’re never here when I’m here.” He said with a sigh.

“Do you really think that I want to be here when you’re here and see you? I was hoping I would never see you again.” You huffed as you got your work out of your bag, standing there with your hands placed on your desk as you looked up at him.

“To be fair, I did call and I even stopped by your old building but I was told that you had moved.” Jungkook sat again and you stood there.

“You really came to my old apartment building? Why the hell would you do something like that? Like I would actually want to see you? Like I would want you to just show up?” You looked at him and he looked down at the ground. You were angry, you thought that you had pretty much coming over it but you were very wrong. You could not believe that he was sitting there right in front of you and all your old feelings just came back into play.

It felt unfair that he could just walk in and you were already taken by him. It was like the beginning all over again. You had to pretend to hate him just so your true feelings wouldn’t peek out. “Plus I changed my number. When I broke up with my boyfriend he wouldn’t stop calling and leaving me voice messages of him singing.”

Jungkook looked back up at you and you swallowed. “That’s right, I forgot about your boyfriend.”

“It was almost a year ago, sometimes I forget about him too.”

Jungkook forced a smile as he played with his hands. “I was happy you found someone.”

You stood there for a moment before you started laughing. Jungkook looked up at you, questioning why you were laughing. “Is that why you sent me that video of you and that woman?”

Jungkook rolled his eyes and put a hand through his shiny black hair. “I was jealous, I’m an asshole.”

“Why were you jealous? You left me. You were the one who just walked out. What? You were jealous that you didn’t find your new love first? Because it took me a goddamn long time to trust anyone after that shit that you pulled.” you slammed your fist down onto your desk.


Jungkook bit his lip as he stared at your desk. “No, of course that was not it. It was selfish, I didn’t want you to be with anyone but me.”

You huffed out a laugh once more, “That is the biggest crock of shit I’ve ever heard.”

“It’s true,” Jungkook said standing up and making you lean back as you stared at him for a moment.

“I’ve seen you with plenty of girls.”

“When?” He laughed, “In pictures?” He stared at you for a moment and you just nodded. “It was only a fucking picture that you saw. You have no idea. There were plenty of people who wanted to go home with me but I couldn’t. And maybe if I did go home with someone their name wasn’t the one I was shouting out.”

“Am I supposed to feel sorry for you? You did this to yourself when you left.” You said harshly.

“You think I don’t know that? I was a stupid 23-year-old kid. I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing. That’s what my mom did, she acted like everything was fine and then she left one day.”

“How did that make you feel when she left? If anything, you should have known that you were upset and sad and you thought about her all the time. That was selfish, you know all about being selfish. I’m supposed to say, poor you because you got to move up and go somewhere else and be surrounded by women who you fucked but got their name wrong? Screw you, Jungkook. You did this to yourself. We both need to get over this bullshit. Besides you’re just going to be going back soon anyway so what’s the point?” You sat down and Jungkook leaned over your desk to get closer to you.

“That’s not true. My dad is opening another branch 45 minutes away from this one. I let my successor take over the other branch and now I will be the head of this new one. I already moved back to the city yesterday.” You felt yourself getting sick to your stomach. “I will be here all week doing some training.”

Suddenly there was a knock at your door and you pushed Jungkook away as you sat. He chuckled to himself, reminiscing the times that you were pushing away while the two of you were in each other’s office and someone knocked or decided to come in.

It was Claire, “Ms. Y/L/N, your client is here to see you. Would you like me to bring him in?” Her eyes shifted between the two of you as she wanted to know what was going on.

“Yes, bring him in. Jungkook was just leaving.” You said and Jungkook nodded.

He started leaving before he turned around and looked at you, “I’m in my old office if you need me.” You just nodded as he left and your client came.


It was so hard for you to focus all week. All you could do was think about the fact that Jungkook was right down the hall. And for some reason all you wanted to do was get up and go see him. You didn’t even know what you wanted to say. You just wanted to look at him. You just wanted to touch him and make sure that he was real. It was crazy to you that maybe just maybe he wanted to be with you again.

During the first couple of days you tried your hardest to stay away from him. Although when you left your door open to get in some fresh air, you would see Jungkook walk by several times and pretend not to look in and see you. It really was like the old days where he would bother Claire to see your schedule and he would sit next to you in meetings.

He didn’t try stuff like he used to, although you could tell he really wanted to. There were some times where out of the corner of your eye, you watched his hand hover to touch you or his mouth would get really close to your ear to whisper something but he would soon back away. Most times he just watched you from afar as you watched him.

He would always be in the elevator with you when you went out to lunch. He’d somehow end up right next to you pressed up against you in his form fitting suit that showed off his figure. Sometimes he would even walk around the office without his jacket on and you could really tell that he had been working out more. You watched as he would make coffee and you could see the outlines of his muscles in his shirt. Pretty much every girl in the office would walk around just to see him in those tight shirts.

Jimin had made fun of him to his face but only was trying to hide the fact that he too thought Jungkook looked good. You tried to ignore that every girl wanted. Especially Claire who was engaged but though Jungkook was trying to win her back like she had even had him in the first place. It was times like these that your pettiness only made you want to fire her just for the stupid things she said.


It was hard, trying to ignore him. But of course since he was back his father and your boss wanted some of that magic that the two of you used to give. ‘You both work so amazing together and I need the best for this account.’ That’s what you remember hearing before you are pushed into your office with Jungkook. You remember seeing Jimin try not to laugh as the door was closed.

Jimin had walked you to your car every day because you had asked. Not wanting someone to persuade you to go home with him. “Do you really need me to walk you to your car? I mean you are a big girl, Y/N.”

“Well, yesterday he asked me if he could come see my new place. So yeah, I do need you to walk me to my car. Because next thing I know I will be on my kitchen counter with my legs above my head while he fucks me. I know myself, Jimin.”

“You think that maybe you need to get it out of your system? I mean he’s only going to be at a firm 45 minutes away. Plus he’s living downtown where you live. Do you think that maybe you just need to just have sex and get it over with and maybe the two of you can move on?”

“You know I am surprised. To think that my best friend wants me to go back into the hands of someone who hurt me so badly.”

“I think you did your fair share to him when you told every girl he was in a picture with for the first year that he had crabs.”

You rolled your eyes, “I was in a state of grief.” Jimin just laughed, “Plus I later apologized… anonymously.”

“This is what I mean. Your whole relationship was very sexually driven. Maybe the two of you just need to fucking talk about your feelings. That’s what Tae and I do.”   

“Could you just tell me more about your sex life and we don’t have to talk about anything else?”

Jimin chuckled as he rubbed your arm. “You’re going to have to talk about it with him. The two of you won’t be able to settle until it’s done.”

“How often do you top?”

“Jesus, goodnight!” Jimin walked away and you laughed. But now here you were in your office with Jungkook, in silence. You didn’t really know what to say but you knew you needed to say something. Jimin was right at least on your behalf. You needed to know why he did the things he did before you can truly get over everything.

“So I got these mock ups and they should be ready tomorrow afternoon. I think everyone is gone for the night,” Jungkook scratched his head. “You probably wants to get out of here. I’m sure you have better things to be doing.”

“This is my work. This is what I need to be doing.” You spoke, watching him as he flipped through the papers and laughed at  what you said.

“That’s just it. You were always so focused on work. I could barely ever get you to do fun things with me.”

“I did plenty of fun things when I could. Work means something to me.”

“I know it does and you’re fucking brilliant at it. I just wish you wouldn’t stress yourself so much. You should get out more, meet people. You remember the first time you gave in to me? When we ended up going to a club and you left that stupid date of yours. What was his name…”

“John.”

Jungkook looked up at you and smiled. “John, that’s right. I remember we ran into him that one night when we went out to eat. I remember him looking at you and talking to you. Sad looking guy.”

“Yeah, and then you took me to your apartment and tied me up. You were so jealous for no reason.”

“I know, it was fun though. One of the best nights of my life. Probably the best sex I ever had too. I just remember you telling me, ‘only you. I only want you.’”

You shifted in your seat uncomfortably. Reminiscing on these memories just made everything feel so real.

“Then again, it’s really hard to choose what the best sex of my life was. I mean anytime I think about it you come to mind. You in general are just the best sex I’ve ever had. That first night in the club,” Jungkook chuckled to himself and shook his head. “I can’t believe you let me fuck you in the bathroom. Then I got to fuck you in your office.”

You felt yourself getting wet so you crossed your legs. Not wanting to show you remembered those nights distinctively as well.

“Then we stayed at work those long hours and I got to fuck you on the kitchen counter in the break room. I even fucked you in my dads office. But my favorite definitely have to be on the photocopier.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at that one. “I remember that. I got a really bad cramp in my back.”

You and Jungkook say there and laughed before he spoke again, “We haven’t broken in this newer office…”

You stared at him and for a moment you were baffled that he even said that to you. Then you realized the child that was in front of you. “You’re such a kid. You know sex is all you think about.”

“I’m not a kid and you know it.” Jungkook sat up.

“Why did you leave?” The four words had slipped out. The question you have been dying to know for three years. “Why did you just leave like that? Why didn’t you try with me?” And finally, “Why did you leave me?”

Jungkook saw the sadness and the pain in your eyes. “I knew you would be angry. I didn’t think that you would want to try. I thought you might try to keep me here and I knew you wouldn’t want to go with me.”

“But you didn’t even ask? You thought you knew me so well. Hell, I thought I knew you well. We didn’t know shit about each other. When we fought we just had sex. When we were sad we just had sex. We fixed everything with sex and that’s not a relationship. I thought I knew you but there were times I was in bed with you, I felt like I was in there with a stranger. Sometimes I woke up next to you and I would just feel dirty.”

Jungkook nodded in understanding, “I get that. There were lots of times I just wanted to open up and talk to you but I didn’t want you to think that I was a kid.”

“Jungkook, talking about your feelings does not make you a kid. It makes you human. Feelings are what makes people fall in love. Feelings are what makes people who they are and all I wanted to do was know you.”

“I’m sorry, everything I did was so shitty. All I wanted to do was apologize but you were right. I was just a kid. I didn’t know how to act or what to do. I took the one thing that was good and I fucked it up because that’s what I do. I- I hated myself for hurting you and not talking to you about anything. The first time I came back I came to your office and you weren’t there and my dad said that you had requested to go on a business trip and I thought that it was pretty clear. It was very clear that you didn’t want to see me.”

“Well, what do you expect me to do?”

“No, I don’t blame you.” Jungkook got up and went over to the side of your desk where he had always loved to sit when he would come inside your office to bother you. “I didn’t realize how I was acting and I was so in love with you. I’ve never been in love before and it scared the shit out of me. Like I said good things that happened to me, I fuck them up and I just knew it was going to be sooner or later before I fucked up our relationship. I guess in a way, I thought I was protecting you or saving you from me… but I just hurt us both. When I wanted to fix it you didn’t want to see me and I just took the message.” Jungkook looked at the floor before saying, “I’m sorry. A thousand times, I’m so sorry. I was such a dick and I really did act like a child, especially when I saw that you were happy with someone else. All I wanted to do was make you happy and I just hurt you.”

You swallowed and closed your eyes. Your body was overwhelmed. Even just hearing him say that he was sorry, well, your body wanted to console him. “Thank you, Jungkook.” You looked over at him and he looked at you. “Thank you for saying you’re sorry.”

“I really missed hearing my name come from your beautiful lips.” You looked at your desk and couldn’t help but bite your lip. “Your voice in general… it’s like I’m home.” He smiled and you closed your eyes. “I missed you,” he whispered, leaning closer. “Did you miss me?” You looked up at him and shook your head. He laughed, “No? Okay then, if you want me to I’ll go.”

You looked over his features for a moment and you knew him well enough to know that he wasn’t going to leave, no matter what. “You just want to fuck me?” You asked. “This is going to be completely like it was last time? We know how well that turned out.”

“I don’t think we acted like a couple because we weren’t out in the open like a couple.” He looked at you but you waited for him to finish. “Of course I want us to be different. I still work for my father but I’m not going to work here. I want to be open about this I want to tell people. I want you to be mine and I want to be able to show people that. It was always so hard for me to stay quiet when I saw other people looking at you. I wanted to fight for you and now I can. I love you and not a day goes by that the feeling has changed. We might not have known each other that well before but I want to spend my life getting to know the real you and even the real me. I want you to see me for who I am. I want you to know all of me. I want you to be able to love me.”

“You really want to do this? You could get some backlash-”

“I don’t give a shit about that. You’re what I’ve wanted and what I’ve needed for three years. If you even think about giving me half a shot I’m going to run with it.”

“Fine, it’s what I want as well.” You said and Jungkook excitedly bent down to kiss you but you stopped him. “If we’re going to start over and do this. We’re going to do it right. You’re going to ask me on a date and I’m not gonna put out. I want to learn about you, I want to get to know you. I want to hear stories of you being on the other side of the country. I don’t want to forget our past but I want to make new and better memories.”

Jungkook held out his hand to you and you took it. You both shook on it, “Can I take you out tomorrow?”

“I’ll have to see if my schedule’s not busy.” You laughed and he rolled his eyes.

“You do have to take breaks from work to be with me, okay? You always focused on the work rather than me.”

“It’s a two-way street. We both have to focus on work and we both have to make time for each other. I will try my best.”

“I appreciate that,” you both smiled at each other before suddenly Jungkook sat on your desk closer to you. “So… I really can’t kiss you right now?”

You laughed, pushing him off your desk as you gather your papers and put them in your bag. Walking out, “Goodnight, kid.”



By the third date you hadn’t put out. Of course you didn’t count the fact that Jungkook got so worked up that he ate you out under the table. Saying, 'Fuck dessert, you were always sweeter anyway.’ You ended up waiting until the sixth date. Which surprised you but made it so much more worth it. You really felt like you were getting to know each other and you were content.

You both were making it a point to see each other as well as work. It was delightful to come to each other’s apartment after work with take out or groceries and eat together. You loved to watch Jungkook cook. It was beautiful to be vulnerable with each other and then make love on every surface of the apartment. It was all exciting and for the first time you felt like you truly belonged with someone.

Eight beautiful months had gone by. After three months, just to make sure that you were both serious about each other, Jungkook told his father. His father was confused but delighted. Figuring that, that was the reason why the two of you work so well together. Of course it was just a matter of time before the office found out and Claire had awkwardly congratulated you.

Sometimes for lunch the two of you would meet in the middle of the two offices at a small diner off the interstate. It was those kinds of times that made your relationship special. You still thought that he was so young but it made you feel young as well, at least in some cases. It was nice and it just felt right, being with him. To think, you hated him at first and then you went for another long time hating him. It wasn’t all easy though now that you two were together. There were of course times where the two of you didn’t get along or worked too much and ignored each other but you worked it out. And when you worked it out, most of the time, it ended in amazing sex that came right after. You thought you were never bored of sex with him in the first place and now you knew you never would be.



You two we’re going out to a club, the club where the two of you hooked up for the first time. You went out just to have fun but in the middle of dancing your night was interrupted when Jungkook saw Sehun. He knew the guys face from a mile away since he had stalked your instagram and knew a lot about the two of you. He knew that it was a long time ago but he was very protective of you.

Sehun saw you and came over to you both, talking to you for a minute. Making a joke, you had a thing for younger guys and you laughed. Jungkook on the other hand was not so pleased. “Hey man,” Jungkook started walking towards him but you stopped him.

“Nice seeing you. Have a good night!” You waved while dragging Jungkook out and to the car.

“I don’t see why you dated him.” You went over to your side and got in. You liked riding in Jungkook’s BMW, it was a black convertible and just an exciting car. Always fun to ride in with the top down. The two of you got in and Jungkook started the car, driving off.

“He was cute and young.”

“A kid,” he said as he got into the street.

“You’d know about that.”

“Fuck you,” he laughed.

It was silent for a moment before you spoke. “I met him at a coffee shop. He accidentally knocked my drink out of my hand and paid for me to have another one. It was like a scene out of a movie.”

“Eh, well you didn’t end up with him.”

“Life isn’t a movie. You don’t just end up with one person. Life plays out, it doesn’t just end like a film.”

“I guess you’re right. I just like thinking you’ve ended up with me…” You smiled, thinking the conversation was over but it was far from that. “So, what was he like in bed?”

Your eyes were wide as you looked over at him. His eyes still focused on the road. You shook your head before you smiled, “Boney, but uh- it worked for me.”

“Did it?”

“Yeah, like I was surprised he could handle me on top of him. He’s so thin but he really fucked like a jackhammer.” you laughed, half joking.  

“Watch it,” Jungkook said and you chuckled.

“He was good, you’re good too.” You focused on the road with him.

Jungkook scoffed, “Just good?”

You smirked to yourself, “Well you’ve been awfully busy working lately. Maybe I’ve forgotten…” you said innocently and he quickly looked over at you before pulling off the road and parking the car slightly next to some trees on a side street. You looked around nervously, dropping the act. “What are we doing?”

“Just good? You know you can’t say shit like that to me. You know I’m not gonna be able to wait until we get home to show you that I’m much better than good.”

You giggled, “Come on kid, I want to go home. We can even go to your apartment. You know I was just messing with you.”

“In the backseat.”

“What?” You looked at him, annoyed at the fact his stupid male ego got hurt so quickly.

“Get in the backseat and I’ll show you fucking good,” Jungkook whispered as he moved toward you. “So, get in the back seat. Now.”

You looked him up and down. The tone of his voice made you feel like you were headed to toe 20° hotter. “Yes sir,” you decided to move back there.

“Mh, good girl.” Jungkook slapped your ass with a chuckle, making you jump as you fell back into the backseat.

“I don’t want to get caught by a police officer.”

“Really? Where is my fun girlfriend to doesn’t mind doing it in public places? Remember the time we fucked in Jimin and Taehyung’s bathroom while they were having that party.” Jungkook pulled you onto his waist. “Where’s she?”

“I’m right here,” you said, looking down at him as you started to circle your hips against his as a deep breath came out of him.

“I know you like doing it in public. Don’t try to hide. Plus we’ve never done it like this before. He grabbed your ass and a giggle escaped. "I love your ass. It’s the perfect size for me to just hold and squeeze.” He said as he squeezed it and you moaned as your crotches brushed up against each other over and over. “Let’s get you out of this dress.”

You nodded as he lifted the material over your head. “No bra? Mh, that’s pretty sexy.” He smirked and you took off his shirt.

“I want you out of those pants, come on.” You said and he chuckled. You got off of him and he told you to face you body against the backseat. You did as you were told, letting your heels slip off as Jungkook reached down to help you take off your thong. He made sure his warm strong hands brushed over your sensitive bundle of nerves along with your wet folds, making your body jump.

You slapped his hand and he smiled at you as he then rubbed your wetness as well as his rock hard dick, making your eyes roll back. You had been staring at the veins on his arms which were making your heat wet but this was really kicking it up a notch.

“Y/N, are you ready for me?”

“I think I can handle it,” you said sarcastically.

“If you say so,” Jungkook said as he, no warning, pushed himself inside of you. Making you gasp and yell, “Jungkook!”

“You said you could handle me. Although, sometimes you can barely handle me. Remember that time I fucked you so hard in the shower and it was so hot in there that you passed around and I had to carry you to the bed? Or that time we made love on my dad’s washing machine at that dinner with his friends while they were in the next room. You were trying to be so quiet but failed.”

“Yes,” you whimpered as he was slowly moving inside of you as you got comfortable. He was big but he felt so perfect inside you. Jungkook put one hand around your throat as he picked up the speed, really starting to fuck you doggy style. He brought your body closer to his as you arched yours. “Yes, oh god. That feels so good.” Your hand went to his thigh as you wanted to feel his strong body pounding into yours.

You could feel the car shaking as Jungkook’s grunts and groans were echoing across the vehicle. “You love when I choke you.” You shook your head and he grinned, “You’d let me do anything to you. My baby is such a little slut for me, huh?”

“Watch it,” you copied him from earlier and he chuckled.

“The fact that you’re letting me take you from behind in my car just proves what a dirty girl you are for me. I love it.” He held onto your hips as your body’s moved quickly together. The sound of your skin slapping together filled your ears as you moaned happily. He gave your ass a slap as he licked and bit your shoulder.

“Yes! Right there, right fucking there.”

“Here? Am I hitting that spot inside you, baby? The one that makes you sing so sweetly for me.”

“Yes, Jungkook, yes. Oh my god, fuck. Jesus Christ that’s it. Give it to me, Jungkook. Harder!” you clawed and he tanned skin of his leg.

“Shit, Y/N.”

“Mhh, fuck-” you gasped at how fast his hips were moving. Jungkook was thrusting inside of you so hard you were screaming out for him in the small space of the car. You were grabbing onto the seats and the windows and windshield were fogged up. You reached one hand behind you has it tangled into his beautiful black hair. “Jungkook, Jungkook yes!”

“Fuck, Y/N. Your pussy is always so damn tight. I should fuck you more, harder, huh? You love when you have a strong, young cock inside of you, don’t you? My dirty, Noona. You fucking love it.”

“I do, I do! Jungkook, you feel so good. Please, I’m so close.”

“I bet Sehun never fucked you like this. I bet he never made you feel as good as I did. He didn’t get to love and worship your body like I get to.” Jungkook’s hand gripped one of your breasts and pinched the nipple as the pleasure shot through your body, making you jump and giggle.

“Jungkook, no one has ever made me feel like you do. No one ever will.” Your eyes were closed so you could focus on not coming yet. “You always make me feel so fucking amazing. My body can’t take it. It can’t take all the pleasure.”

Jungkook gave you a couple of particularly hard thrusts. “Fuck, you feel so good.” You tightened around him, knowing how much he loved it and he shouted, pulling your hair and making your head fall back into his shoulder as his other hand was still on your neck, squeezing, sending you closer and closer to the edge. “You’re such a filthy girl for me, letting me take advantage of you like this in the back seat of my car, on the side of the road. You love the way I’m just taking you, right here. The fact that I can’t even wait until we get home. I just had to have you now. You’re my weakness, your just so fucking good. You’re all mine, all mine Y/N.”

“Jungkook, please.” You pleaded.

“What, baby? Let you come? Come all over my hard cock that’s fucking you just how you like? You want to come all over my cock and I’ll come inside this pretty little pussy of yours…”

“Please, come inside me. You know how much I love when you fill me up.” You begged with a moan as his dick twitched inside of you.

“Holy shit, baby. Come for me, come while anyone could see us.” He whispered the last part and you screamed his name as your eyes shut tight. Jungkook released his hand from your throat and he held onto you tightly, coming inside of you. His moans and grunts making your body shake as you both collapsed in bliss.

It took a moment for the two of you to finally get enough energy to set up in the backseat and grab your clothes. You both looked at each other and giggled as you could have fallen asleep right then and there. 


“Did that do it for you?” He asked as the two of you got dressed in the backseat.

“You always do it for me. You know that I love you. I’m in a constant state of euphoria with you.”

“Sometimes it amazes me that you do. I always loved to annoy you.”

“Yeah, you definitely were annoying but you were what I needed. I think I was what you needed. So I am happy that one night that I gave into you and went to the club. But I’m even happier that we kind of got a second chance.” You smiled as he buttoned his shirt.

“I love you.”

“I love you too. Plus who am I supposed to keep it spicy in the bedroom with now that I’m really getting old.”

“Trust me, you’ll always have me to make you feel young.” Jungkook said and you laughed. He sang your name as he got in the front seat and started the car once again and you smiled to yourself. Never in your life you thought that the annoying kid that followed you around, singing your name. Or asked you out on a date at least once a day, was going to be the person you probably would spend the rest of your life with. And while life wasn’t a movie you were definitely ready to see where this one goes.

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Hey guys! With this time-travel event coming to a close, I’ve spent a bit of time cataloging this blog. A lot of you have been asking me to organise events by tag – so for your ease and mine, here they are!
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trans and adhd/autism michael things i noticed from the bootleg:

-hunched/raised shoulders (this moves his shirt to hide his chest better)
-higher pitched voice (this is partly george salazar being expressive with his voice but also a big transmasc thing)
-hoodie (chest hiding once again)
-constantly moving around and casually posing (this also fits in with ADHD/autism but also a Very Trans Thing to constantly check your position)
-standing very close to jeremy (yes, a friends-of-twelve-years thing, but it’s also a defensive trans guy thing to subconsciously stand close to cis dude friends to group yourself with them to the outside world)
-his legs stick straight out on the beanbag chair, suggesting that he’s short

adhd/autism michael things:
-jumping around/moving a lot
-using music as an almost-constant stim
-routine (talks about the slushie/sushi as if it’s a pattern, “bob marley again”)
-little dance moves accompanying his words/talking with his hands
-that little step thing that swings your body forward at the last second (big stim)
-very into video games (good for the adhd brain to boost dopamine, and enough of a special interest/hyperfixation for him to get a pac-man tattoo)

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Jikook x reader

it’s a bit early, but this is my content for upcoming Halloween! (Imagine them as in run era ;))

genre: pure smut (filth, dirt), threesome, halloween-themed

word count: 9.6k


A demon and an angel are trying to win over you. But who will succeed?

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Humans are weird

So just think about it:
Humans (well i do) sometimes eat not enough simply cuz they don’t want to use money on food. What if we’re the only ones? I mean imagine following conversation:
Human: god i’m so hungry…
Alien: wasn’t your lunch break 10 minutes ago?
Human: yeah but i don’t have enough money to buy something to eat.
Alien: you got your paycheck yesterday right?
Human: yeah but i spent it all for video games.
Alien: so you rather play games instead of giving your body the nutritions it needs?
Human:… I waited years for the release of that game…..

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let me show you how it’s done (m)

Pairing: Reader x Jungkook

Genre: smut, bestfriend!jungkook

Summary: Jungkook urges you to become sexually active, and you give in, realizing how much you’ve been missing out.

Warnings: masturbation, sexting, phone sex, dirty talk

Word Count: 6.0k

A/N: I think I have read enough smut to write one on my own HHHHH!!! i tried to add some realistic elements into it i guess HAHA


“Are you saying you’ve never watched porn before?”

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If There's God (of Social Media)

@kazliin I’m not done with coping from your destructive chapter.

I cannot write angst, thank god for that. So there’s my semi headcannon/hopeful thinking of what happen behind he screen?? This is heavily inspired by @kixboxer ’s idea of Victor’s secret internet accounts


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Victor Nikiforov have two instagram account.

He also have two twitter handle.

One of the account in each platform are ratified, blue ticked, and co-managed by Yakov’s PR team during the time of need such as posterity shots, events and exclusive shows announcement.

The other account, however, lacks the mark of legitimacy, have less than 3 digit followers in contrast of millions in his official accounts, also running mainly on Katsuki Yuuri based content.

His second instagram especially, conspicuously named poodleonskate, is an avid follower of Phicit Chulanont’s account and religiously liking every single post tagged #spottheyuuri, won at least 3 giveaway post (2 of them are Yuuri Merchandise, the other is artisan nail polish set) and mainly posts random scenery photos and Katsuki Yuuri’s screengrab stills.

His other twitter also used to liking and retweeting every Yuuri-content from Chulanont’s feed. He also used the twitter to gush about Yuuri with fellow Yuuri fans, that probably will shred him alive if they know that he’s… well.. him?

Victor probably spent more time using his unofficial account more than Yakov would like. He almost failed to be surprised when Mila casually commented on his post as poodleonskate, she probably caught him engaging some excited foray with twitter user yuurifan1275 about Katsuki’s new exhibition skate. Yakov apparently knows too and offhandedly warned him about personal information and maintaining public image.

That didn’t stop him to occasionally slip. The worst slip on came in the form of liking one of Chulanont’s instagram post using his official account.

(“Holy fucking shit?”, Phichit choked and ultimately sprayed the half chewed remains of his breakfast all over the kitchen table. The notification in his phone stayed innocently.

‘V-nikiforov, blueducky, saracrispino liked your post
#spottheyuuri #cocolacafe #spring #detroit #dogfriendslife ’

“Ew.” Yuuri crossed the livingroom with disdainful eyes towards their table and the remains of Phicit’s breakfast all over their dingy table.

As much as he wanted to share the extraordinary happening in his sns life, Yuuri getting aneurysm this early in the morning is not exactly the best scenario for everyone involved.)

Yakov gave him an earful afterwards while his rinkmates watched from the rinkside with varying degree of amusement and secondhand embarrassment. Half an hour and several ‘yes coach, not going to happen again’ thrown, Victor’s back on the ice with nothing but slight mortification and cold dread of someone caught red handed. Despite himself, a traitorous part of his mind cannot help but being thrilled of the outcome.He slightly hoped that Yuuri (or Phichit, and then by proxy, Yuuri) would comment on it.

They didn’t.

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Donna Francie @bingowednesday
What just happenED?!!!! OMG!!
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Eloisethecat @bonnie-bie
@bingowednesday Victor liked a #spottheyuuri post??#whatdoesthatmean #viktuuri

Victuuriistotallyreal @just-inn
Excuse me while I’m draining my tears out #viktuuri

Bluescluesboy @JonahLi
@bonnie-b @bingowednesday here we go again…

Viktorlove @sundayterrs
@JonahLi Ikr?! It’s just a lke?!! We all know Victor LOVES dog? Like LOVE LOVE? That post have a cute dog!! Not evrything is abt your gross shipping!

Zaskia G. @chameleonarecute
Another day in FS fandom.. #viktuurilimbo #spottheyuuri

ひめこ。西山 @kumahimee
Can confirm that Japanese twitter also lost their shit. #instagate #spottheyuuri #viktornikiforov #katsukiyuuri #figureskating

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After the Big Reveal, years worth of tears were spilled within a day, heart wrenching apologies, more kissing, and tedious ceremonies and official duties performed with hands on each other’s body parts, the floodgate finally opened.

Within an hour V-nikiforov’s official account already liked every post tagged #spottheyuuri, compilation videos of Yuuri singing in the livingroom while dipping a mop, every Katsuki based aesthetic blog, and various account’s post in which Yuuri is tagged.

(“Holy shit.” Ketty said as her feed flooded with notification after skating legend Victor Nikiforov, also Yuuri’s supposed arch nemesis retweeted her post about Yuuri’s FS composing session, liked Every.single.photos. In her instagram featuring her equipment that was used in composing Yuuri on Ice song.)

(“Holy shit” said professor Gilman of Advanced Trigonometry class after his usually barren instagram feed exploded after someone named V-nikiforov liked his last year’s class photo featuring international student slash campus heartthrob Katsuki.)


“Really.” Yuuri asked dryly, but the corner of his mouth are soft and fond.

Victor looked him straight in the eyes, his eyes are sporting the same puffiness as Yuuri and as red. His nose is still clogged when he answered but his grin are terribly (terribly) blinding.

“Really.”

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I totally appreciate the likes guys, but #reallyvictor? #nowweknow #wegetit #littleyurihadbenscreamingfor10minutes #guys #guystherearechildrenpresent #pausethekissing #victuuri #lovewins #Iamthebestman

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CallMeBettyJo (swimming)

CallMeBettyJo had gotten another shipment  from home. Ch'ch'tk had checked it for anything dangerous, per the Guide to Humans, despite xir’s experience that the Guide had some glaring holes. Of course, xi never knew where the holes were, until CallMeBettyJo dropped xir through them. There was more cord for CallMeBettyJo’s textile creation and some info chips. Once the package had cleared, xi sent it to CallMeBettyJo.

Xi was rewarded by being summoned to the Communal Off Duty room. CallMeBettyJo was ensconced in a chair with deatheater she had adopted. She had used an adaptor to slot her info chip into the large reader and was watching a video of water. There was some kind of water creature apparently thrashing around.

“What are you watching? Is it native Terran wildlife?”

“Not exactly. It’s video of my cousin Carol Anne competing. This is the 400 metre freestyle. She also competes in butterfly and breaststroke. She want to do an Iron Man, but that takes a lot of training. And she had to take a year off. Adjusting to the hormones and the effects on her body took time.”

“Those are..humans in the water? I didn’t know your species was amphibious.”

“Oh, we’re not.”
“Then why are they in the water?”

“To see who can swim fastest.”

“No, I mean, if humans are not amphibious, why are they in the water at all?”

CallMeBettyJo tore her attention away from the screen. She paused the video and blinked those mammalian eyes with the opaque lids.

“I’m sorry, Checheek, I don’t understand the question. They’re in the water because it’s..fun? I really miss going swimming. You can’t exactly do that aboard ship or station. And despite humans’ reputation, I don’t plan on going swimming  on a strange planet. What if there are dangerous microbes? Or larger, toothier wildlife? The seas at home are full of life. Although come to think of it, I might be able to talk some Seelies into letting me use their pool. Thanks for the idea, Checheek. I wouldn’t have thought of it without talking to you.”

She bared her teeth in that repurposed threat display she used so often.

anonymous asked:

Prompt: Bitty, "Get Me Bodied," clubbing

“Would you care to comment on the video Lukas Bloomquist posted following your win against the Lightning?”

It was an accident.

Boomer never should have been recording in the first place, let alone posting to any Instagram, public or private, but now it’s out and Eric is sitting smack dab in the middle of a press scrum being grilled about his love for Beyoncé where everyone in the world can see.

“I was celebrating with the rest of my team, I really don’t think there’s anything more that needs to be said.” Eric offers a friendly smile, but the horde is undeterred. 

“That was some pretty intense celebrating, Eric. Have you always been such a good dancer?”

Several of the guys behind the scrum snicker loudly, failing to hide their laughter, but Eric keeps smiling even though he feels like his teeth are going to crack.

“What can I say, I like to cut loose after a hard win. We rewarded ourselves with a good time, it was pure coincidence we were able to share that victory with some of Seattle’s finest. It was incredibly unfortunate what happened, and I’m glad everyone is okay.” 

Danny and Smitty are mock twerking behind the press corps, just off camera, and Eric is counting the seconds until his inevitable death when Boomer holds up a child’s fireman’s helmet and shakes it vigorously to get his attention.

“What do you have to say to those arguing that one of your teammates may have been responsible for the fire?”

“I know y’all love a rumor mill, but there was a grease fire at the restaurant next door that triggered the sprinklers.”

“Did your ‘friend’ tell you that?”

He drops his chin to his chest, fighting the burn in his cheeks. “Are there any questions about tonight’s game? I mean, Cricket got a hat-trick.”

Cindy, from the Seattle Times, covers up her microphone. “Well, Crocker didn’t get caught on tape booty-dancing to ‘Get Me Bodied’ with Tacoma’s Firefighter of the Year. We have priorities.”

“But do you have any human decency?” Eric hisses before realizing there are still cameras on him. “Oh, no.”

Okay so I watch a lot of Youtube. I used to watch a lot of Onision. But I honestly can’t watch a video of his without cringing now. And because I feel like it I’m going to explain why.

Billie - He tried to act like he was some kind of badass because he was with his wife and with Billie. No one thought he was a badass for that. Everyone was waiting for it to explode. Which it did and we all knew it was coming because he said repeatedly his wife was unhappy. After the whole Billie thing just how he handled the break up was childish. And then later when she got a new boyfriend he decided to say she didn’t shower and shit. Like grow the fuck up. You thought she was so amazing when you’re together and now she’s gross and a bitch? K. 

Social Repose - Dude literally makes a jab at Social Repose all the fucking time. He always has to throw a comment in. Even if no one was talking about Social Repose. He then makes videos completely about Social Repose then says Richie makes videos about him because “Onision” is a top search or some shit. Nah bro he’s just making a video back because you opened the door and he likes mocking you. He also made a comment about him not showering.. Common theme here.

Jaclyn Glenn - Has been rude as fuck to this girl because of who she is dating. Made a whole video talking shit on her because she got a boob job and then wondered why she didn’t feel like talking to him anymore. Also in that video he talked about how he can’t jerk off to fake boobs. Who the fuck says that? Are you implying you were jerking off to her pictures before? Because when you make a video all about someone and you mention jerking off in it I’m guessing you’re saying you were in fact jerking off to that person. 

Eugenia Cooney - Dude made videos mocking her and kept saying it was because “he cared.” You don’t mock someone with an eating disorder because you care. You do it for views and because you’re a prick. 

Joy Sparkles BS - He continues to call her a stalker because she makes videos about him. (Which he literally does about everyone else) He cries repeatedly about it. If you can talk shit about everyone else you would think you could handle it when someone talks shit on you. He then throws a fit like a baby saying he wants to humiliate her and make her cry. And he won’t sue her because she doesn’t have money. As if saying that shames her in some way. While he has to sell his car, his second house, and say Patreon ten billion times to try and get people to pay to watch him now. 

Andy Biersack - Dude literally makes creepy ass videos about him. Then gets upset that Andy doesn’t want to hangout with him. He’s made a couple videos with Andy in the past. But he made a video crying because Andy doesn’t tell him when he’s in town. (Because some how Andy owes that to Onision for some reason.) He hasn’t asked him to be on his Podcast because again Andy owes that to Onision for some reason. He also said he couldn’t hangout with Onision when Warped Tour started because he was going to be busy. Which Onision thinks Andy should some how take time out of his busy schedule just to make a video with him. Yes a successful musician who has done a favor for a 30 something year old dude who acts like most middle school boys now owes that dude everything. 

Dude just sucks now. He talks shit on everyone including his fans and then cries about anything and everything that doesn’t go the way he wants. “I called my fans retarded so they left. Guess they just wanted me to suck their dicks.” Or you know your fans maybe just didn’t want to be called retarded? “All these people say I’ve helped them accept their bodies, and made them not want to kill themselves. I know this is true because I get more and more comments saying it after I retweet them or give them shout outs. No way could these CHILDREN be saying those things just for a retweet or a shout out.” “I’m going to go on YouNow and just say words like retard, cunt, and fuck you, like a big boy.” And he literally can not stop talking about Shane Dawson. It’s been YEARS move the fuck on. Shane doesn’t give a fuck. 

I can’t handle it. I just can’t. 

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G A M O R A - G U A R D I A N S - O F - T H E - G A L A X Y

Many of you would have anticipated the recent release of Guardians Of The Galaxy Vol.2 after having watched the first one back in 2014. 
Zoe Saldana plays ‘Gamora’ - an orphan from an alien world raised to be a formidable weapon!

When the first Guardians was released many of my friends insisted I watch the movie as they were adamant I resembled the character, Gamora.
I think it’s probably down to the face shape and the fact I used to sport Plum coloured hair a few years back. 
Anyway, after years of being badgered to create this tutorial I decided it was time to don the Green and embrace the character - so here it is! 

For your reference, here is the image I used for my reference: 

All the products used for this tutorial have been listed in the description bar of the video. 

Enjoy! 

Shonagh x

Concerts

The feeling of music wrapping around your body, soul, and mind is unlike anything you can understand if you’ve never been to a concert.
The giddy feeling of seeing other people with the same taste in music the closer you are to the venue. The shaking hands at the gate getting your ticket checked. The pounding of your heart in your ears as you hear the crowd. The soaring feeling of first entering the main concert area. The fleeting nervousness of wondering if it’s everything you’ve been building it up to the past few months. The jumpy starts and ‘wait it’s starting’ that you say 100 times thinking you see the artist entering. The roaring of the crowd with the excitement filling up your whole body, soul, and head. The dead silence of all the lights suddenly turning off. The anticipation of the whole crowd filling your whole body in an overwhelming breathtaking excitement. Those few seconds of the best type of agony in the world waiting for those opening lines. And finally.

The blog rushing in your ears, and the louder-than-a-bomb screams, the heart soaring and feet stomping and screaming the lyrics at the top of your lungs until you just know you won’t have your voice again for a few days. The few moments where you take a step back to realize where you are, to savor it, to engrave this feeling deep into your heart and never forget it. Because you’ve been waiting for months upon months for this concert and not a damn soul is going to ruin it for you. The first song you will always remember, because even if you’ve only heard it live once it’s permanently engraved deep into your brain, the thunderous ear and heart pounding yells the sudden change from neck breaking anticipation to the heart swinging, foot stomping voice breaking pure unadulterated joy and adrenaline when you finally hear the first cords.

And of course, every concert has a few songs that take you back in time. Whether it’s songs from their first album, or songs you grew up hearing your parents playing on Friday nights when the neighbors came over and you’d dance till your feet were sore in the living room. Maybe a slow song that gave you a different type of joy. A heartbreaking joy that reminds you of the good old days, of how time is still moving forward whether you like it or not. Reminding you that just for a few hours time doesn’t exist, the songs come one after another again and again. Maybe a heartbreaking song from the past instead of reminding you of the old days and how you’re moving forward it reminds you that it was a different kind of broken perfect. It makes your heart want to pause time and cry for hours on the floor or the safe corner in between the bookshelf and the wall. But instead you hold your head high, unabashedly crying, because the people and music surrounding you make you stronger. And you’re. Not. Giving. Up. Today.

And suddenly the music is back again. The music that makes you stomp your feet and swing your head and shout the lyrics till your voice is hearse.

And then… it’s over before it feels like it even started, hours streaked by in what seems like seconds. You want to turn back time. You leave your seat, or the pit. Awestruck, maybe with leftover tears on your face, or fresh tears. You get a shirt, because this place will never leave your heart. It’s forever engraved in your heart. You’ll visit this place in your dreams, you’ll talk about it for weeks on end. Just to make sure you don’t forget a single detail. If you came with a friend or alone, you’ll sit in awestruck silence on the way home, your brain still remembering and replaying every memory. Certain bits played again and again in your head like a perfect broken record.

And then your home, and you’re so exhausted that you can’t fall asleep. You play back the videos you took. Relishing in the moment. But it’s not the same. The sound is, empty. It’s not the same. You know you’ll go back. You have to go back.

Because that’s what I live for. The heart pounding, feet stomping, head swinging, whole body experience of a concert. Because it’s not just the ears. It’s my soul, my body, my feet, my eyes. Every sense and ten other that you didn’t know existed coming to life.

You’ll be back, maybe a few months, maybe a few years, you don’t know when, but you know you will. Because this is not the end. This is not your last. The music and the crowd will always draw you back, back to a place where you and I can both feel safe.

99 problems (1/?)

 Summary : You are an agent that worked alongside the Avengers , with an unusually close friendship with Captain Rogers. What happened when he reveals his true feelings for you before you leave on an undercover mission?  By the time you return from the mission, you’ve missed the events of Civil War.  What happens when you come home and most of your friends are gone? And when they return?

Pairings :  No official pairings yet, but Steve Rogers x reader, Johnny Storm x reader, Tony stark x reader, avengers x reader.

Warnings : swearing, angst,tiny bit of fluff

Italics are memories , & bold is the readers thoughts !


                                                    Chapter one

“Miss y/n, Tony is requesting your presence on the communal level of the tower immediately,” FRIDAY rang out through the speakers in your room.

   You roll your eyes, finish applying the last of your makeup, and throw on your outfit for the night. Since your mission was canceled, you decided to call the one person that knows how to have a good time: Johnny Storm. Ever since you had a random mission helping out the Fantastic Four, Johnny just seemed to click with you. Although he can be immature and obnoxious most of the time, he’s been a really solid friend.

 As you grab your phone off your nightstand, the picture frame behind it catches your eye. You lift it, taking in the smiles on Sam and Steve’s faces as you stand between them with their arms around you. If only things were this simple. The picture just reminds you of what things like before everything happened with the damn Accords; before everyone was ripped away from you. If only I hadn’t been on that undercover mission, if only I’d been there, maybe things would have been different. Maybe I’d still have Steve. Steve. You feel your heart sink at the thought of him.


As you walked onto the jet about to leave for your undercover mission, Steve sprinted into the hangar.

“Y/n, wait!” You stopped at the sound of his voice, turning to face him.

You and Steve had a great friendship but you had always felt more for him than you’d like to admit. Sometimes you think he feels the same, but then hell do/say something to smash that feeling.

“Steve, I literally just said bye to you like 10 minutes ago, miss me already?” you teased. He stepped forward, a look of confliction flashing over his face. “Steve, what’s going-”

“This mission is dangerous, a lot more dangerous than I’d like, y/n. If something happens to you I-”

“Steve, I can handle a couple Hydra agents, I’ll only be gone 2 weeks tops. I think I’ll-”

“I love you,” he sputtered out. Your heart dropped. He loves me?

You went to answer, but his lips gently landed on yours in a sweet but quick kiss. Your eyes were wide. Steve moved away from you, blushing with a shy smile.

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“I needed you to know, y/n-”

“I love you too,” you whispered, too anxious to look him in the eyes at you confession.

He tilted your chin up, locking his eyes with yours. He looked from your eyes to your lips, sending sparks of happiness through you.

"Agent, we need to get going to stay on the schedule,” The pilot called through the jet.

You cleared your throat and backed away from Steve.

“Come back to me in one piece, Doll. We’ve got a lot to discuss.” You nod since you couldn’t seem to find your voice. Of course he does this before this mission. I have to keep my head in the game.

You took a deep breath and boarded the jet, relishing in the newfound joy.


Before you can fall into the next memory, FRIDAY’s voice appears again. “Miss, it is urgent, I recommend you go immediately.”

“Do I need a gun or is this a non violent kind of urgent FRIDAY,” You ask, annoyance dripping from your voice.

“No weapons are necessary.” You sigh and head towards the elevator. What the hell could Tony possibly be so annoying about?

 As you step off the elevator, you get a text from Johnny:

Sparky : Be there in 15, hope you’re ready for tonight babe ;) 

You roll your eyes, sending him a quick response back. You and Johnny aren’t more than friends, despite the constant flirting. Neither of you ever push for more and you don’t mind.

 You shove your phone in your purse as you step through the doorway to the Tv room. “Tony, what the hell do-” As you step in, your mouth drops open. Sitting on the couch in front of you are Sam, Wanda, Clint, Tony, Steve and Bucky, and all have their eyes on you.  

As much as you want to look to Steve, your eyes go to Wanda first. She is on her feet, making her way to you. You meet her halfway, slinging your arms around her, pulling each other into a back breaking hug. You try to fight the tears that are threatening to spill over, but lose. Wanda is your bestfriend. When you found out about how they treated her in that floating hell of a prison, you tried to get there to free her but were told  Steve beat you to it.

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You pull away from her, cradling her face in your hands.

“Wanda, I’m so sorry… I should have been here. I could of helped. I missed you so much.”

“It’s over now, y/n. We’re somewhat clear to be home. It’s in progress,” she whispers, leaning into you hands.

Your eyes widen at her words. They’re staying? You look over to the others, catching all their eyes.

“So that’s how it is, huh? I thought we were cool,” Sam playfully says. You move away from Wanda and leap at him. Thankfully he catches you in time, you wrap your arms and legs around him.

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“Welcome home Sammy!” you yell as you squeeze him to you. He chuckles, setting you down and placing a kiss on your head. Clint pulls you into a hug and ruffles your hair as a big brother would do. My family is home. You find yourself in front of Steve and Bucky, shyness taking over when you notice Bucky’s eye look over you. Damn, why can’t all 100 year olds look like him?

“Y/n, this is Bucky Barnes,” Steve’s voice sends chills through your body, making the memories you managed to avoid earlier resurface. The memory of Tony showing you the security footage of Steve passionately kissing Sharon Carter in some parking garage replays in your mind. You know Tony only did it to make you angry enough to give up any information on where Steve and Bucky were hiding from you, but you didn’t know anything. All that was received from seeing that video was heartbreak. Whatever you and Steve had is gone. Hell, even your friendship was sinking.

 "It’s nice to finally meet you, Bucky,“ you say as you shake his hand.

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"Pleasures all mine, Doll. It’s great to finally meet the girl he hasn’t shut up about.” Bucky elbows Steve in the ribs as he speaks. Your smile drops from your face, the dam breaks unleashing your anger.

“So you met Sharon Carter then?” you ask. All the conversations in the room stopped leaving it dead silent. You look to Steve, panic and regret showing on his features.

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Buckys eyes are wide, but so are everyone elses. You simply turn around, not even  acknowledging Steve.

“Miss Y/n, Mr. Storm has arrived and is making his way up to you.” Tears slip out of the corners of your eyes as you begin to leave to meet Johnny at the elevators. He’s already at the doorway. You can see that he’s about to say something, but you move past him hoping he gets the hint and follows. He doesn’t though and instead grabs your hand to stop you. He sees the tears running down your face and cups your cheek, wiping the tears away with his thumb. He turns his head, taking in the faces that are all turned to you. He sees Steve and immediately understands.

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“You ready?” he asks. You nod and he pulls your hand taking you to the elevator.

“Don’t wait up, guys,” he yells over his shoulder. As soon as you both step into the elevator, you hear footsteps coming towards you.

“Y/n, wait! Let me-” You hear Steve’s pleading voice. You glance at him, seeing his broken expression almost matching yours.

“What? Can’t hear you over the doors shutting, Grandpa,” Johnny says. As if on cue, the doors glide shut leaving a defeated looking Steve on the other side.

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So much for home sweet home.

Study Tips

Exams are finally done so I thought I’d finally make a post after my first year of law - hopefully it’ll help someone out

Note Taking

- You will find your favourite way to take notes - at the end of the year. You will look back at your notes at the start of the year and want to scream. That’s okay. You’ll know for next year

- My favourite way to take notes was using one of those books that are divided into different topics. I tried using refill and a binder. Never again

- WRITE YOUR NOTES BY HAND. I cannot stress this enough. The amount of people I seen during my 3 hour exams who were struggling to write after the first hour because they typed all their notes was ridiculous

- Another personal favourite for me was to go home at the end of the day or use my breaks to type up the notes for each class I had. That way it was much easier to find notes from say my first two weeks of uni when it got to the end of the year and I wanted to revise a certain topic

Exam Prep

- Read through your outline at the start of the year/semester. Know what your exam will be. Know if it’ll be multi choice or an essay. Know if it’s worth 40% or 60%. Know what to expect

- Read the previoua exams at the start of the year. Make a note of the basic themes of the questions for previous years. That way when you go over a topic, you can look and say “oh this was in the exam for the past 4 years in a row”. Don’t let the material be a surprise you discover in the last 4 or so weeks

- FLASH CARDS. They will be your best friend. I cannot tell you how many flash cards I made for my exams. I can’t tell you how many time they saved my ass when I went over them just before I walked in to the exam room

- When you’re sitting your exam remember to time yourself. I had 3 hours and 4 questions, which meant I had to stop writing after 45 minutes, even if I wasn’t done. Your marks come from the start of your answer - not the end. Set an allowed time and move on once it’s passed. If you start running out of time, bullet point information. Who knows, that extra case you mentioned might get you a mark, even if it’s not a real paragraph

Readings

- Law is a fuck ton of reading. I’m talking 2000+ pages for ONE paper. At the start of the week I liked to go through and work out how many pages I had to read for each paper. From there, I’d work out how many pages I would have to read every day to get it done. Sticky note the pages at the start of the week so you know exactly where you need to read to and by what day

- At the end of your reading for the day, or article (whichever comes first), write a couple of sentences to sum it up. That way when you come to exams, you just have a few sentences to read rather than 40 pages

- Stickey note your pages instead of highlighting. You want to be able to sell those textbooks at the end of it, and ones that are unmarked sell for more

Study/Stress Relief Tips

- Set yourself a study to break ratio. My personal favourite was 50 minute study, 10 minute break. If you can’t manage 50, try 30. Most importantly, DO NOT USE YOUR PHONE ON YOUR BREAK. Use that break to get up and go for a walk. Make some food, hang out the washing, anything. Just don’t use it to check Facebook or Twitter - you’ll find it much harder to come back

- Drink plenty of water. Have a water bottle with you and make a conscious effort to finish it while you study. It’s also good to use as a quick break to take a moment, have a drink and recollect yourself - especially during exams

- Yoga!! I’m super unfit, I don’t own a yoga mat, and I struggle with the poses but it is a life saver. If you’re doing a course that’s very heavy handed on the sitting and reading, you want to stay active. My personal favourite is a YouTube channel Yoga with Adrienne. She has 10 minute videos, 30 minute videos and hour long videos. Make sure you take the time to fit it in everyday - even just a 10 minute one. It’s important to let go of all the tension your body holds from constant studying. You’ll feel more energized and more focused when you come back

Your first year it’s a crazy learning curve - and it’s important to balance the fun and the study. I went out with friends but I also turned down opportunities because I was busy. I stayed late at uni with friends to finish assignments and made sure we met up to just chill and spend time with each other. Make sure you find that balance and have fun!