your new friend is very cool

it won’t be like what you imagined. maybe you get the road trip to the beach with coffee in your hand and the radio playing, maybe you don’t. but happy shows up. it’s in a 2 AM game of jenga with your new college friends. it’s curling up for another marathon of netflix. it’s meeting the person who will be your best man at the wedding. it’s 4:45pm in the library when the girl in the study coral across from you quietly whispers “i’m going to set everything on fire” and then turns to you and asks if you wanna take a break for dinner (say yes, she’s very nice and you both need a moment away from the stress). it’s the mornings they have omelettes and in good books and in a puddle that looks cool. it’s sometimes picturesque, but more often it’s full-belly laughter at stupid things on the floor of your friend’s house while in the background someone is debating the best way to win settlers of catan. 

i know it gets dark early now and the tired is setting in and everything sort of feels blank and hazy and you want to spend ages staring at walls thinking of nothing

but happiness will find a way in. it will be small moments. look for them.

A song I wrote dedicated to Clint McElroy and his amazing character Merle from The Adventure Zone. This song is ever so slightly explicit and not at all spoiler free, so please listen with discretion.

The owl is an illustration done by John Pusateri.

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BTS’ Reaction to Their Girlfriend Coming Out As Transgender

[Female to Male] // for anon <3


He would be a little surprised at first, not really knowing what to say. When he finally spoke up, his words warmed your heart.

“It might take a bit of time for me to adjust with pronouns and a new name but I need you to know that I’ll love and support you unconditionally. You’re still my baby.” 

He pulled you in for a warm and loving hug, resting his chin on your head and rubbing circles into your back.

Originally posted by jjilljj


He would understand that this was something big and a lot of things would need to change, but he didn’t know why you were so scared to tell him. He was very open with his bisexuality with you since the very start of your relationship, so it wasn’t like he wouldn’t love you anymore (not that he could ever stop loving you anyway).

“I’m so glad you told me, but I don’t wanna make a big deal out of this, because there’s really nothing to make any fuss about. It’s simple - before you were my baby girl, and now your my baby boy. Actually, you’ve always been my baby boy. There’s been a few times where I could tell that you hinted towards not being comfortable as female. There’s nothing to worry about, babe. I love you and I’ll never stop loving you as long as I live. Don’t forget that, okay?”

Originally posted by stonedbitcheslovecupcakes


While he read the letter you wrote for him, the concentration in his eyes was almost intimidating. You sat across from him on the bed, pulling at the ends of your sleeves. He put the letter down and took your hand in his, wiggling forward to sit closer to you.

“Listen to me,” he wiped a tear from your cheek, “you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. Period. If you think that this changes the way I feel about you, you’re wrong. Girl, guy, goldfish - no matter what you indentify as, I’ll still love and care for you. Now, why don’t we go to the mall and buy you some new clothes, my handsome prince?”

Originally posted by jhope-shi

Namjoon/Rap Monster:

He would already know a bit about what transgender was, so you wouldn’t need to explain that aspect of it to him. He would probably ask a lot of questions, wanting to know when you were comfortable with switching your pronouns to male ones. 

“This may seem really big and scary to you, but it’s actually just a small part of you when you look at it in perspective. You’re still the most energetic, happiest and gorgeous human being I’ve ever met. The only difference is, people are going to see you and address you as your true self; a guy. And if they don’t - I’m gonna break their fucking noses.”

Originally posted by myloveseokjin


“So, let me get this right. You feel as though you were born in the wrong body, and you want to transition to be male. That’s perfectly okay, Jagi! I’ve read a lot about this stuff and I know there’s loads of people who feel the same way! Maybe you can make some transgender friends? Having people around you who’re going through the same thing could really help.” 

There would be nothing but love from him, and he’d be very eager to help you pick out a new hair cut or a new style that you like.

Originally posted by tbhobi


It might take a few times to explain everything and for him to fully understand, but he would be 100% supportive and want to be there with you in every step of your transition.

“I’ve got a boyfriend now, that’s so cool,” he giggled, trying to make you more comfortable with a bit of humour, “have you thought about names yet? I like Taehyung 2.0.” 

You both laughed as you playfully hit his arm, the two of you now cuddling on your shared bed.

“I love you so much.” He whispered while drawing cirlces with his finger on your back.

Originally posted by jitonic


He would most likely beat himself up for not noticing sooner.

“Jagi, I wish you wouldn’ve told me before now…you’ve been suffering silently,” he pouted, thinking about all the times he called you “baby girl” and now noticing how your face fell slightly upon hearing the pet name. Once you reassured him that it was okay, and that now he could call you baby boy instead, he ended up getting very sappy and spending the rest of the night listing off every reason why he loved you.

Originally posted by officialwookkibby

- angus  ♡ ♡ ♡

anonymous asked:

Hi! i am a very nervous anon who is really nervous to talk to you, but I was just wondering what you think of Natasha and if you have any really nice Tony and Nat friendship headcanons or something because I /love/ all of your posts and I just want to try and make new friends here :) I'm sorry if this came across weird, I'm just /really/ nervous :) Also I read that you like OCs and that's /really/ cool too :)

HI SORRY this has been sitting in my inbox for a bit oops

no need to be nervous!!!! i absolutely adore nat with all of my heart she is my tiny lethal dorky daughter and i Lov her!!!!!!! she’s very super good….here is a nice fic in which her and tony are Secret Buddies [x]

nat and tony are 100% definitely cute pals and here are some thoughts: 

  • they watch bad sci-fi movies and old star trek on tony’s couch in their pjs at 3AM when they can’t sleep. they are both secret cuddlers. these facts are related
  • they argue abt the superiority of tea vs coffee. nat wins because she somehow makes the best tea tony’s ever had in his life. she has many secret and excellent skills
  • so many terrible inside jokes
  • so many terrible inside jokes about that one time nat was his PA and stabbed him in the neck and then helped him fight hammer drones
    • related: “natashalie”
  • tony Loves Building Nat Things because nat is So Cool and his fave tiny lethal pal is going to electrocute bad guys with giant glowing batons listen it’ll be Sweet and Awesome
  • tony has begged nat to teach him how to do the Death via Thighs thing on multiple occasions. they have gone through with it exactly once and it ended with mild injury because tony is Old, but nat taught him five ways to disarm and/or kill a man with a tie pin, so tony’s not too disappointed about it
    • in return, tony taught her 3 New Cool And Fun Ways To Access Top Secret Govt Info
    • she thanked him with tea and a captain america mug. they’re now trapped in a cycle of gift-giving and nat keeps waking up in a cold sweat at 4am terrified that she’s going to find a 15 foot tall stuffed animal in her room
  • tony gathers footage of every supremely cool thing nat does in fights and has friday edit them together to fun music. if these videos then maybe sometimes appear on youtube from time to time,,, no one has proof it’s him you can’t prove it shhh
  • tony has black widow workout gear. nat has an iron man mug & pjs & a tsum tsum. they’re merch buddies
  • they go to charity galas together and look Fantastic and judge people silently. natasha secretly thinks that if he wasn’t such big and emotional softie, he would’ve potentially made a decent spy 
  • they are the same size and nat keeps stealing tony’s hoodies and also his band shirts. he pretends to be bothered by this but actually sharing is caring and he’s just v happy to have friends
Paper Heart

Originally posted by dreamyoongi

Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff,

Word Count: 5.9k

Summary: Late night wallowing and a childhood superstition of wishing on stars grants you a little more than you had asked for.

A/N: In honor of the anniversary of this blog, I present to you, the product of my own self wallowing whoops.

“I hate this part, paper hearts, and I’ll hold a piece of yours.”

The life of working in an office was mediocre. Wake up, rush to work, stare at the same three gray walls for eight hours, with the exception of lunch breaks in the staff room, which contain off-white walls and even a cheesy ‘hang in there!‘ poster of that unfortunate cat hanging on for its dear life that someone tacked up above the refrigerator for kicks. To be honest, it only managed to make the whole scenario more depressing. And yet, no matter how dull or how monotonous your life seemed to be, there was one thing you still shamefully clung to, shown in your advocacy in semi-casual Fridays, in the calendar you kept beside your computer screen with the gorgeous photographs of the year’s top twelve vacation destinations, in the sketchbook hastily shoved  beneath a pile of paperwork from prying eyes - your pride. And that was why when your co-worker sidled up to your cubicle thirty minutes before the end of your shift with the stupidest proposition she’d come up with so far, your immediate answer was, “Hell no.”

Heejin pouts, leaning all her weight over the back of your desk chair so that you roll much too close to the desk for comfort. “C'mon, it’s just me and Hoseok, it’ll be fun, I promise!”

“That’s what you said last time!” You turn abruptly in your seat with a glare, nearly knocking Heejin over. “I know I don’t get out much, but I refuse to be someone’s third wheel.”

Your friend’s pleading look quickly 180’s to one of concern. “Have we always made you feel like that?”

You sigh, running your hands across your face, ignoring Heejin’s cringe when you pull back with streaks of mascara across your palms. “No, of course not. It’s just that ever since you and Hoseok started sleeping together-,”

“-and only that!-”

“-I feel like I’m intruding on something.” From the very beginning of your employment, you had spent pretty much every work day comfortably squashed between Heejin and Hoseok, your closest friends and coworkers. The three of you were practically inseparable; the three musketeers, the power team of the company’s advertising department. Yet one drunken night about a month ago, when you had left early in the middle of your group’s weekly tradition of let’s find a cool new way to get plastered in favor of sleep, whatever tension that had been building between your friends (with your notice) had finally reached its peak. You found out only by calling Heejin the next day to ask if she had seen your jacket anywhere - apparently left behind at whatever bar you had been loitering - only to have a very hung over Hoseok answer the phone, thinking that it was his. What came next was a lot of shouting and screams of disbelief on their end, while you stared at the phone in shock until you assume it was the appropriate time to hang up (specifically when Hoseok’s yelp of pain turned into something that sounded a little too much like a moan). Both approached you on Monday morning red in the cheeks, completely avoiding eye contact. You had promptly swiveled around in your chair to look at Heejin with a smirk.

“So when’s the wedding? Can I be the flower girl?”

“Y/N shut the fuck up.”

You hadn’t missed the fond smile that Hoseok hid by ducking his head.

Now, Heejin studies her nails in faux disinterest. “Fine, I’ll let it slide this time, but only if you tell me you have something better to do first that doesn’t include your sketchbook and a bottle of wine.”

You open your mouth to make up some sort of lie, but the knowing look on your friend’s face has you coming up short. You huff. “You’re right, I don’t, but I’d much rather stay at home tonight. I’ll go with you guys next time, alright?”

“Alright,” she reluctantly complies, bending over for a moment to pick up her bag on the other side of the cubicle wall. Heejin hesitates, peeping around your doorway. “And you’re sure this has nothing to do with-,”

“Go already!”

Standing to usher her out of your cubicle by the shoulders, you shove her towards where Hoseok waits patiently by the elevator. He gives you an enthusiastic wave. “You coming, Y/N? I heard on the news we can spot a shooting star tonight. I know this great bar where we can-,”

Heejin shakes her head, surely giving him a sour face out of your view. Hoseok makes a nearly identical pout. You roll your eyes; they’re made for each other.

Your friend wraps you a tight hug before waltzing off to link arms with Hoseok. “Have fun on your date!” The elevator doors slide shut just as Heejin flashes her tongue.

Yet despite your insistence, by the end of the night you had ended up exactly where your friends had expected you to be; curled up on the sofa with a half empty bottle and drawing in your sketchbook in the light of your tv.

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Senior year advice and how to make senior year effective

So it’s your senior year in high school and you’re probably super excited for the year to come. You finally get to go to college and become your own person, pursue your dream, or maybe just get away from the bullshit. So here’s some of my best advice to make senior year a good one: 


  • There is literally no way you can avoid this. It’s like a deadly parasite that just consumes you. It’s very effective, especially if you’re surrounded by people who have already entered the “fuck school I just want it to be over” phase. 
  • The way senioritis works is, the busier you are, the less it will  hit you. I was a pretty active student year round. I had tennis , our drama one acts in the fall, FFA,  plus work. In the spring semester I had our school play, track, and I joined our FFA vet science judging team (which helped kept me focus ) . 
  • Winter is honestly the only time you should indulge lazyness. Get it out of your system and devote the rest of your school year to being productive


  • The one thing colleges love to see (besides student involvement and volunteer hours) is that you have a REAL schedule lined up for you your senior year. Get classes that apply to what you want to do in college, or find classes that you think you might be interested in. You never know if that could be the deciding point on what you want to do with your life. 
  • Honestly, it’s going to suck when all your friends have relaxing classes most of the day and you have stacks of homework to do your senior year (trust me i’ve been there) but in the long run, colleges will thank you, and senioritis I can guarantee won’t hit you as bad when you’re taking classes that challenge and interest you. 


  • This is honestly all preference and knowing your limits, but if you have never taken a AP class your high school career you should probably take one. High school classes are NOTHING like college. AP prepared me more for college and studying then any mandatory classes i’ve ever taken
  • KNOW. YOUR. LIMITS. I only took one AP class my senior year because I knew I would be working and doing a lot of school involvement. Some people liked to make their schedule mostly AP classes because in may when they take their AP exam they just chilled for the remaining of the school. Personally I think that’s a dumb idea, because then you’re just wasting your time for a couple of weeks and it’ll make you want to ditch class, etc. 


  • You never know what schools you’re actually going to get accepted to. You may think you have stanford in the bag and only apply to that school. But if you get rejected and have no where to turn but a local community college, your life will suck. 
  • Don’t worry about being undecided,  a lot of people are in the same shoes as you are, and college will understand
  • BRAG ABOUT YOURSELF. When you do those little “why should we accept you essays” you need to write yourself as the shiny little gold nugget that you are. Have confidence in yourself
  • When applying to out of state: you better know your shit. No one is going to help you as much because your councilors only know about local and state colleges. Especially when you decide to go to out of state college, KNOW WHAT YOU’RE DOING. Always check your emails and follow the college steps like it’s your lifeline or you’ll miss something. 


  • Just apply to all of them. Trust me on this because I can guarantee you half of your graduating class would have not applied to a single one of them 
  • Don’t be lazy 


  • This is complete bullshit but it also depends on each person
  • Senior year is honestly like every other year but you’re expected to be more of an adult. No one is going to make you apply to colleges and no one is going to make you do anything.
  • Senior year isn’t like it is in the movies, you won’t be partying all the time and not every second of it is going to be perfect. You might lose some friends and some things you love will change. It’s a very emotional and exciting time, make the most of it. 
  • Spend as much time with your high school friends because you’ll probably never see them again. That girl that you’ve been soccer buddies with all 4 year is probably never going to text you again, so make the most of your friends. 
  • Attend all the high school events. It’s the last time you’ll ever be able to do it, so make some memories. 


  • Don’t be scared
  • you’re going to lose some friends and make new ones
  • but for the love of god get involved. it’s not “cool” to be a slacker. Honestly you’ll have a better experience and things will go by a lot faster.
  • Do your damn homework, it actually counts in high school
  • be nice to your teachers
  • make the most of your high school experience. It goes by faster then you think. 
Surprise (Harry Styles x Reader)

A/N: This imagine especially goes for the girls who aren’t or weren’t able to meet the boys. Girls I really feel with you because neither did I met Harry or the other boys. But don’t give your hopes up! Maybe you’ll meet them one day, who knows? And to those people, who already did meet them, please share your experiences with me! I’m dying to know them! Btw, I’m so fucking excited for today! I’ve been waiting for this day since “Sign of the Times” was released and I can’t wait to see him performing again!!!  And as Harry would say, All the love and I really hope you enjoy this imagine! I appreciate feedbacks, no matter if they are positive or negative! xo B.

Ever since I was a teenager, my heart was conquered by the most famous boy band in the entire world. Their music has been accompanying me through my puberty stage. They also saved my life and I would be always grateful for that. I was fourteen years old as I started to fancy them. Those times were pretty hard for me. My family was falling apart. My parents decided to divorce and their decision hit me like a brick. I was never the same after this.

So it felt good to listen to their music because it was the only thing that would soothe me during my time of loneliness. I barely talked to my parents, it hurt to see how two persons who used to love each other so dearly ignoring themselves. I needed time to regain my strength and carry on with my live.

So special thanks to One Direction. The biggest boy band in the 21st century. I was glad to get to know them. I still remember my walls being plastered with thousands of posters and pictures. I owned every album and perfume, I still do by the way. One Direction meant more to me than just a boy band. They were my heroes and perfect role models for teenagers nowadays. Also belonging to the 1D fandom was a great honor and pleasure to me and I loved being a part of them so dearly.

And still with my 22 years, I still adored them with my whole heart. Now that they were being in a break, things got strange somehow. I really missed them.  I loved all of them but one of them stole my heart from the very first moment I saw him. His wonderful green eyes and his cute dimpled smile were burnt into my head forever. Whenever I saw him in an interview, talking and interacting with the interviewer, my heart skipped a beat and a wide grin made its way up on my lips.

His transformation was fucking remarkable. I mean, you just have to look at him in his X-factor times and compare him with today’s Harry. How did he manage some sort of transformation?! He looks handsome as ever and shit, I would do anything to meet him, even for a second.

Yes, I belonged to the fans who never got the chance to see him or the other boys in real life. And that fact hurt pretty much. Every time I asked myself why I could not just meet them? When I was 15, I wanted to visit their concert but unfortunately I had no money to afford a ticket. I cried for days.

My dearest wish was to be hold by Harry, his arms being wrapped around me into a secured and protective hug, his voice telling me not to cry. But I just could dream of it.

And also with 22 years, I still hadn’t met him. Not yet.


“Hey (Y/N), it’s break time!” My best friend called as she entered my office, taking a seat in front of me and placing her feet on my desk. I took a look at the clock. It was exactly 2 PM. I leaned back on my chair, rubbing over my eyes with my hands. After working non-stop for six hours I became really tired. I worked for a designer company in New York and we were about to make a new collections for the summer. So I spent my whole day with drawing and drawing some ideas. And I have to say I liked the most of them.

“Would you please put down your feet from my desk?” I sighed. Then, I opened my cupboard, taking a sandwich out of it. I unwrapped the foil and bit into my delicious sandwich.

My friend and also my co-worker took a sip of her cappuccino. “So (Y/N), any plans for your birthday?” I just roll my eyes at her question. She knew I was too busy to celebrate my birthday this year however she insisted and tried to convince me to do otherwise. She’s been like this for a whole month now.

The closer my birthday came, the more suspicious my friends acted. I was aware that they planned a big surprise for me but I couldn’t tell what. Otherwise, I could always tell what they were planning but this time I was completely oblivious about it.

“Don’t roll your eyes at me, babe! We’re going celebrate your birthday like every year.” My friend looked at me with a stern expression on her face.

“(Y/F/N), I’m very busy this year and you know it. I have no time for any celebrations. We have to concentrate on the new collections.”

“But baby, you already work and work without taking any break. You need to cool down a bit! Work isn’t running away.”

I sighed and surrendered because I knew, no matter how much I resist, she wouldn’t leave me alone.

“Fine!” I grumbled, earning an exited screech from her. I held my hands over my ears.

“You won’t be disappointed about your present. I promise!” She told me.

I took my water bottle and drank out of it. However, what my friend said in the next moment made me almost spill out the whole content in my mouth on my drawings.

“What did you just said?” I exclaimed.

She acted like it wasn’t anything excited. But for me it meant the whole world. She looked at me weirdly. “Calm down, babe. I just said that Harry Styles is in town.”

Immediately, my heart beat increased and I felt my cheeks getting warm.

“Woah, (Y/N), you’re trembling!” My friend remarked. “If I knew you would react this way, I wouldn’t have told you.”

“W-where do you know that?” I asked her, trying to keep my voice straight.

“You know I’m watching the news and listening to the radio. I’m not like you who locks herself up in her office and isolates herself from life.” She laughed slightly.

“I’m not isolating myself.”

“Yeah sure.”

“But I don’t think that I’ll meet him even though he’s in New York. I mean he could be anywhere.” I sighed. My friend knew about my heavy crush on Harry Styles. The whole office knew actually. They would catch me how I would talk about him constantly. When he released “Sign of the Times” I couldn’t stop but telling everyone how brilliant this song was. I practically forced them to listen to it. Yeah, since everybody knew they wouldn’t stop teasing me about it.

“You never know, babe. Don’t give your hopes up.” My friend remarked.

“You know I’m never lucky when it comes to my favorite celebrity. Everybody meets him. Everyone but me.”

“You’re thinking to negative, (Y/N). Just look forward on your birthday, okay? We’re going to have so much fun!”

She looked at the clock and saw that our twenty minutes break was almost over. “I’m heading back to my office. I see you around, girl. And do not make a sad face okay? I’m sure one day you’ll meet him.” She offered me a smile before she opened the door and left. Little did I feel that she knew something.


My birthday finally arrived. I didn’t feel very excited about that but my friends in the office freaked out for an unknown reason. I received some congrats and lovely hugs from everybody.

“You’re finally 23!”Alyssa, a very cute girl from the office told me, her voice showing a trace of joy.

“Yeah. “ I mumbled. “Finally 23.”

“Okay, girl.” My friend grabbed my shoulders, smiling at me. “You’re not allowed to enter the conference room till tonight. We’ll send somebody to get you, alright?”

“Sure.” I said, and after that everybody went back to working.

Hours and hours passed by fast and as someone knocked on my door I just realized that it was already 8 PM. Wow, I really worked that much?

“(Y/N)?” It was Alyssa who opened the door and came in. She is such a lovely and wonderful girl. She is definitely one of my favorite co-workers.

“Hey, Ally!” I greeted her. She clapped her hands.

“Are you ready?”

“I think so…” I said. I was kind of nervous though. Who would know what was waiting for me in the conference room?

Alyssa came towards me and took my hand.

“I have to ask you to close your eyes and only to open them when you’re told, okay?”

I nodded my head and closed my eyes. “Alright.”

Alyssa pushed me slightly forward. “And no cheating!”

“I won’t!” I called.

Alyssa guided me securely and safe to the conference room. I heard her knocking on the hard wooden door. Someone opened it. I could perceive some whispers in the background as I was pushed further into the room. My heart felt like I would explode in my chest.

“Okay, (Y/N)!” I heard my friend. “You can open your eyes now.”

And I did. What I’ve seen took my breath away. The walls around me were decorated so beautifully and balloons were hanging everywhere. There was also a big poster and “Happy birthday to our wonderful (Y/N)” was written on it. They also have removed the desks to the side so the middle of the room could be used as a dance floor. I really wanted to cry. I had such beautiful friends and I was grateful for that.

“Do you like it?” Alyssa asked.

I shook my head in agreement. “Yes, fuck, yes I love it! Thank you so much guys!” I breathed out, struggling with my tears.

“If you already love this,” My friend said, “then you’ll love your present even more.” I looked at her questioningly.

“Turn around, (Y/N).” She smiled softy.

And as I turned around, it felt like everything around me stopped for a second. My eyes meet with some enchanting green eyes that I longed to see in real life for so many years now. There he stood in front of me and handsome as ever, holding a beautiful red rose in his hand.

I didn’t know how to react, I was utterly shook and very surprised. I was expecting everything but this. I finally met him. My biggest celebrity crush, the king of my world, the key to my heart, the reason for my smile. Harry Styles.

He smiled at me gently and handed me over the rose. I grabbed it with my shaky hands. I tried hard to contain my tears but failed terribly. I put my hand on my mouth to muffle my heavy sobs.  I didn’t want to cry. Not in front of him. But I did. And the next thing I felt was Harry wrapping his arms around me and pressing against his chest. I clung onto him like my life was dependent on him. The whole room was filled with cheers, clapping and laughter.

Harry was rubbing my back soothingly, telling my not to cry. I nestled my face in the crook of his neck, breathing his scent in. The scent of his cologne hit my nostrils and awakened every cell and fiber in my body.

He pushed me slightly away, but so that we were still very close to each other. He put his hands on my cheeks and wiped away my falling tears.

“Don’t cry anymore, darling.” He said. “This is supposed to be your lucky day.” I nodded, however it was very hard to stop crying. People who already met him know what I’m talking about. Slowly, I regained myself and no more tears were flooding down my cheeks.

“Sorry for ruining your jacket.” I mumbled.

“Don’t worry about that.” He laughed. “It’s totally okay.”

As I looked back into his eyes, just to make sure this was not a dream, it hit me. “Shit, you’re fucking Harry Styles!” My voice was trembling.

“Yes,” He smiled at me. “I am fucking Harry Styles.” The room erupted into laughter.

Harry cleared his throat before he spoke again. “Happy birthday, m’love!”

I blushed slightly. “It’s a pleasure to meet you (Y/N). You’re friends couldn’t stop but talking about you non-stop in the last few months.” My eyes widened. Months? They were planning this for months?

“What?” I could only say, turning to my best friend.

“We all know that Harry is a busy man. We wanted to make sure that he was available on your birthday.” She said. I shook my head, but laughed. This all still seemed so surreal to me. How did they even manage to invite him?

“I’m glad they told me about you.” Harry said. “I’ve heard some nice stuff about you.”

The heavy wooden doors opened and my boss Lana came in. She walked towards me and Harry, hugging me first and then giving him a friendly hug. “Welcome Harry, my boy. Long time no see.”

Harry laughed shyly. “It’s good to see you again, Lana.” I was startled a bit. They two knew each other? My boss turned towards me. “Are you enjoying your birthday present?”

I nodded. “Yes, mam. Thank you so so much!” I turned and looked at the others in the room. “I still can’t believe that Harry Styles is standing next to me, but I really appreciate your effort with my whole heart. You made a dream come true. Thank you!” Everybody smiled.

“I think it’s time for your birthday cake.” Harry announced then, holding onto my hips. His closeness let tingles run down my spine and I enjoyed every second of it.

The cake arrived and I blew out the candles. We ate the cake, which tasted heavenly, and then someone turned on the music so we could dance. Harry took my hand, dragging me towards to dance floor.

“How are you feeling?” He asked, his hands on my hips pushing me towards him.

“It’s the best birthday I’ve ever had!” I told him.

“ ‘M very glad you like it.” We danced like there was no tomorrow, but the closer the end came the more afraid I got. I knew that he had to leave soon and I didn’t want that. I enjoyed his presence so much and I refused to let him go. Unfortunately, he had to. The party was over soon. Too soon for my liking.

“Say hello to your mum from me.” Lana asked him, as they hugged each other goodbye. I found out that my boss and his mother were friends so that’s why they knew each other.

“I will. Again, thanks for inviting me.” His eyes fell on me and he smiled. “Otherwise I wouldn’t know what I would miss.” I blush crept its way on my cheeks.

Harry came to me, holding my hands. “I’m glad I met you (Y/N). I really am. I’m grateful that your friends were bothering the shit out of me, telling me how wonderful you were. “

For the third time on this day, my eyes were filled with tears. He was such an angel. How can I even let him go?

“I don’t want to end it like this.” He admitted, making my heart beating faster.”I would like to get to know you better and I’m staying in New York for a while. So would you give me the honor of going on a date with me?”

Was this really happening? Or was I dreaming? He wanted to go on a date with me?

Without any hesitation I nodded my head.

“Yes, yes yes yes yes!”

He laughed cutely and then leaned forward to press a gentle kiss on my cheek.

“Happy birthday again, (Y/N).”

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Happy Valentines Day!!

Well, since everybody else is doing it, I thought I might as well hop on the bandwagon too and give a shoutout to some pretty amazing people on this site that are very special to me and those who have made my experience on here better than I could have ever imagined! 

@purekagome (who else would be first other than my adoring wife?) WOMAN. I LOVE YOU. When we first started talking, it was all omg you’re so amazing, thank you, and aWWW YOU’RE SWEET and now you drive me fucking crazy and you make me wanna pull my hair out but you’re so freaking important to me and just I’m so glad we’re married and let’s make a baby. Right now. Thanks for putting up with my bullshit and cheating ways and general bitchiness lol love you babe! 

@inunanna HEY GIRL HEEEEYYYYY Nanna! <3 I remember before we were close when we would talk for hours about Inukag and Edwin headcanons and make up fanbabies and their personalities and ahhh it was so fun and all those conversations gave me so much inspiration and it created a relationship that I will cherish for the rest of my days! I love you sweetheart! <3<3

@vividxdreaming aahhH!!! Omg I’m so glad that we’re such close friends and just just just AAHHHHH you’re so importing to me! The first time we really talked I think was after I made that chocolate oneshot that you requested and our relationship just blossomed from there and then you became a part of our group chat and it’s the best decision that has ever been made. I love you girl!! <3 THANK YOU FOR BEING YOU AND BEING MY FRIEND!!

@grapefruitwannabe So we’re talking right now and I’m doing you in the chat and it’s so amazing BAHAHAHAH. and you liked it. and you even said it was great. SO AMAZING. But anyway Grape I LOVE YOU SO MUCH and you art so well omg and you even make fanart for my trashy fics and I’m just so faltered and honored and just. I’M SO GLAD WE’RE FRIENDS <3 I remember the first time you made fanart for me I literally freaked out and just. Yeah lol. <3 Thanks for being the awesome friend you are, Grape! ^_^

@bananacreamphi AAHHHH when you first joined our group chat, I didn’t know you very well, and I only knew you from a stream we were in together, but now I know you’re the sweetest person, you’re sincere, and I’m so blessed to have you as a friend I love you!! Thank you for being my friend!

@kuddle-cakes MY KUDDLES!!! <3<3<3 To be honest, I don’t even know how our friendship started XD but I’m so grateful to know you and you’re so freakig sweet and your sMUT IS AMAZING bahahaha! Okay seriously, I love you very much and just. I’m so blessed to have you in my life, thank you for being my friend darling! <3

@mmhinman Where do I even start?! My fellow Queen of Collab! :D Omg tho but your art is just SO AMAzING and god I just love it so much and I love youuuuu aahhhh you’re so important to me!! I love our little collars we do, we make beautiful music together XD Thank you for being my friend lovely! I love you! <3

@ryupioupiou !!!!!!!!! *excited noises* CROISSANTS. XD Man that still cracks me up lol Man I don’t even know how we became friends, but I’m so glad we did and you’re just so special to me and I freaking love you and our stupid inside jokes! You’re funny and sweet and just NEVER CHANGE I love you!!!!! <3

@dreamer-of-the-wandering-suns Girrrrrrrllllll where do I begin? You’re just the cutest, sweetest little thing and I just wanna squeeze you and never let you go <3<3 Remember I am always here for you if you ever wanna talk and I’ll do my best to help in anyway I can! You’re so important to me and I love you so much and just. Stay strong, beautiful! You got this, and keep being amazing! <3


@meido-zangetsuha DOGYASHA IS MY SALVATION AND I LIVE FOR THAT FIC XD Okay seriously lol you’re so fun to talk to and I ADORE GNOCCHI OMG I LOVE HIM SO MUCH ALDJFALIFJLAIDJF I want to cuddle him heheheheeh But I love you too, Happy valentines day darling! Give Gnocchi love for me! OH AND YOUR NEW PUP KURASI!!! 

@inuyashaforlife Dude. my go to person when I can’t figure that stupid game XD Hahahaa. Well I’ll be honest, I don’t know you very well, but I do know you enough to include you in my close knit group of friends and I hope it stays that way! Love you doll! Thanks for being my friend! 

@kagomeforever AHHh You tag me in so many cool memes and stuff and I absolutely love filling those out so thank you for that! Also you’re such a sweetheart and I get so happy whenever I see that you tag me in something because it’s like “OMG SHE THOUGHT OF ME YAY I FEEL SO SPECIAL” and just tHANK YOU DARLING! I love you with all my heart too! <3

@artistefish Your art brings me life. Your aus. Just. OMG. NO words. You’re an amazing artist, and one of the sweetest people I know, and I love reading your sometimes random little posts about your everyday life and how excited you get over the Inuyasha stageplay (WHICH I ALSO CANT WAIT FOR OMG) and you’re amazing and I love you <3 Thanks for putting up with my fangirlingness XD 

@gypsin I LOVE YOUR STORIES SO MUCH AND I GET SO EXCITED WHENEVER I SEE AN UPDATE AAHHHH!! So I’m not gonna name names *coughgrapefruitcough* but I heard through the grapevine that you enjoy my fics and I know you’ve mentioned be before as a favorite author *INSERT FANGIRL SQUEALING HERE* and I just wanna say HOW FLATTERED AND JUST HAPPY I AM TO KNOW THAT AND I LOVE YOU OKAY!!! <3<3<3 THANK you for the quality fanfiction and for being so amazing and sweet! 

You are all so very, very special and dear to me and I hope you all know how much I adore each and every one of you. You’ve made my experience here on this wretched site so much more enjoyable than I thought it would be, and you’ve made me feel so welcome, loved and appreciated! Honestly, I really had no idea how amazing people I would meet and how all of you would become so special to me! Every day one of you do something that just makes me wanna cry because it just makes me so happy and just. SO MANY FEELS. ALL THE TIME. I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW THANK YOU FOR PUTTING UP WITH MY WEIRDNESS AND  AND AND JUST. YOU’RE ALL AMAZING <3<3

I’m also gonna give a shoutout to some people who I don’t talk to as much, but I see in my notifications all the time and that I occasionally converse with and they’re people you should definitely check out! 

@coquinespike @jeanbeannie @nebula1701 @adorableears7 @kibitoshinkai @inukag-4ever @simply-zerah @inusgirl @brokenangelwings83 @rikareena @shardetector @morphinetune @lilifire @theroseangel321 @xkoiinu @blackwingguardian @dark-havoc-priestess @vixenfoxpaws @inuyashaeienni @inu-yaasss-a @sinuyasha @stoatsandweasels @wenchster @batmandy-lover @kaze-ranna @justafewsmallsteps @mustardyellowsunshine @akiza-hades-rose

I apologize if I forgot anybody, but please know that I love you all very much and I hope you have/had a great Valentine’s Day full of love, support, your favorite chocolate and wine and many many hugs and kisses from me!!! <3<3<3

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Anonymous said: Hi! Can I please request a Christian angst? Where the reader ends up finding out she was just a bet. She’s hurt & leaves but she still loves him. A happy ending if possible please?! Thank you!! 

“Hey [Y/N], don’t look to the right but there’s a group of guys looking at us,” your friend told you. You and your friend were having brunch at a local cafe. It was also a small celebratory feed since you just got offered a new job as a web designer. 

“Are they good looking?” you asked her as you tried not to turn your head. 

“Yes! and oh my god, one of them is heading our way. Be cool, be cool”.

You shuffled in your seat and pretended to go on your phone. 

“Um hi, sorry to bother you but.. I just wanted to say hi”. 

You looked up from your phone and your eyes met with the random stranger. He was very good looking and not to mention, he had some sort of accent. You couldn’t tell which country it was from. 

“Um hi?” you replied to him trying not blush.

The stranger smiled and you couldn’t help but to let a small giggle. Your friend was kicking your leg from underneath the table.

“Sorry, I um this isn’t going well, is it?” he grinned as he ran his hand through his hair. Your eyes were now fixated on his tattoos that ran from his shoulders down to his arms. 

“Her name is [Y/N], in case you were wondering,” you friend told him. You kicked leg and she let out a small whine. 

“[Y/N]? I’m Christian,” he introduced himself with a handshake. 

“Nice to meet you, Christian,” you reached out and shook his hand. 


“Hurry up, babe. The last orders at the cafe are at 3pm!” you yelled out from the bedroom. You organised a lunch date for you two since you just got a promotion. Both of you arrived at the cafe and went straight to the cashier to order food. 

“Remember this place?” you asked Christian as you sat down at the table.

“Oh my god, don’t mention it. I was so embarrassed that day. Lucky your friend did all the hard work,” he told you. 

“Hard work? What’s so hard about asking for my name?”

Christian stuck his tongue at you and tried to change the subject. You were now telling him all the perks you got from your promotion. As you were talking about the free weekly team lunches two guys came up to Christian. 

“Hey man! Long time no see,” they greeted him.

“Oh hey! Wassup,” Christian stood up and greeted them. 

You sat awkwardly as the guys huddle around the table. Christian then introduced you to them.

“Babe, these guys were my room mates. We shared a two-bedroom apartment and it was the smallest apartment ever!”

“Yeah, Christian took most of the living space with all his artworks, computer shit and clothes,” one of his friends told you. 

“Hey, haven’t we met before? You look familiar,” the other guy asked you. You raised an eyebrow at him and tried to figure out where he would’ve met you. 

“Umm I’m sorry, I don’t think we’ve met before,” you told him. 

“Are you sure?” he insisted.

“I’m pretty sure,” you insisted back.

“No..hey! You met Christian at this cafe yeah?” 

“Uhh yeah we did. How did you know?”

“Oh shit..Christian, guess you won it. Damn..I guess we all owe you big time”.

You looked at Christian all confused but Christian wasn’t looking at you. He tried to avoid eye contact with you. 


The two of you arrived back home and you noticed the car ride was quieter than usual. He didn’t bother suggesting playing car games with you.

“Hey..what did your friend mean when he said you won it and how he owes you big time?”

Christian walked passed you and headed to the bedroom. You followed behind him but as you got in the room, Christian walked out and went straight to bathroom. You hated when he gives you the silent treatment and this time, you didn’t even do anything wrong. So what was his problem?

You sat down on the kitchen bench and started to scroll through your Instagram feed. Ding. It was Christian’s phone. You couldn’t help but to see who was messaging him.

Dude!! Can’t believe you’re still with her! We thought the bet was for only 2 weeks. Guess we owe something bigger than $200! 

“Christian! What the hell does this text mean?!” you yelled at him once he got out of the bathroom. You shoved the phone into his face. He grabbed it forcefully from you and read it. Christian threw his phone on the sofa but it bounced off and hit the floor. 

“Forget about it, [Y/N]. My friends are stupid”.

“No, I’m not going to forget it. Am I part of a bet?”

Tears began to fill your eyes and you wipe them off using your sleeves. Christian saw and came to comfort you. He put his hands your shoulders and looked in your tear filled eyes.

“It was just a stupid game we were playing. But it’s over now”.

You pushed his hands off you and began to take a few steps back.

“Bets? Games? From the beginning I was just a play thing to you and $200? You disgust me”.

“I’ts not like that. I-I-I told you, it’s stupid and it doesn’t mean anything now”.

“I can’t believe this! I knew this shit was all too good to be true. How could a guy like you go for a girl like me. Fuck you, Christian! You fucking played me from the beginning!” you spat at him.

“Ok fine! My fucking friends bet I couldn’t get your number and that we wouldn’t last two weeks. But babe, they were wrong. Look at where we are now”.

“What the hell?! You thought of me as a piece of toy that you could just play with and throw away when you’re bored. I’m not a fucking toy! This relationship is based around a game. And I’m not your babe. Not anymore”.

“What?! Are you breaking up with me? Just let me explain, please?”

“Explain what? I know what I need to know already. You played me from the beginning!”

You turned towards the front door but Christian grabbed you wrist and turned you around.

“If I played you from the beginning then why are we still together? We have been for nearly 2 months. And yes, I did went along with the bet but after our second date, I knew I couldn’t let you go. When I woke up and saw you sleeping next to me, I was so happy. I thought to myself, I could get use to this image every day for the rest of my life. It started with a bet but I ended up falling in love with my other half. You, [Y/N]. I fell in love with you. You’re my everything”.

“Save those words for the next time you decide to play with some girl’s poor heart”. 

You took his hands off your wrist and you walked out the door.


You have been staying at your friend’s house for the past 3 days. You didn’t try to contact Christian in any way at all. But you knew, your friend has been. The other night, you overheard her telling Christian the you’re staying with her and that you needed time to think. She was right. You needed space to clear your head. What Christian did was selfish. Who plays these stupid games? 


“Hi, is this [Y/N]?”


“Hi [Y/N]. I’m Lauren and I’m calling from the hospital. We have a patient by the name of Christian Yu who is currently in intensive care and the reason why you are receiving this call is because you’re Mr Yu’s emergency contact. Are you able to come down here now?”

“Oh my god. Yes, yes I can come now”.

“That’s good. Please come to reception when you arrive and they will tell you where to go”.

You rushed out of your friend’s house and headed to the hospital. Why did Christian do that has landed himself in the hospital?  Did he have an accident?  Is he going to be alright? Questions began clouding your mind as you sat in the back of the taxi. You arrived at the hospital and the receptionist told you where Christian was. She told you that he just got out of intensive care and is now resting. You were relief to hear that. You reached his room and you turn the door knob. The first thing you saw was his tattooed arm hanging off the bed. You slowly walked in and closed the door behind you. 

You reached the bed and saw Christian sleeping. You saw he had a bandage stuck wrapped around his hard. You moved his hair out of his face and you saw how slim he looked. He even had dark circles underneath his eyes. You placed his arm back on the bed and this woke him up. His eyes slowly opened as you sat down beside him. You held onto his cold hands so you rubbed them.


“Hey Christian,” you smiled at him.

“You’re here,” he murmured.

“I am. The hospital called me because apparently I’m your emergency contact?”

“Yeah..I put your name down when I went to the doctor’s the other day. I should’ve told you, I’m sorry”.

“It’s fine, I don’t mind. So what happened to you?”

“All I can remember is walking home at night and the next thing I know, I face planted the footpath. I woke up and doctor said I had fainted”.

“Fainted? My god. You probably fainted because you haven’t been taking care of yourself, right?”

“It’s been hard, you know. Your friend told me to give you space but fuck, I didn’t know how long and I just-”

“This is my fault. I’m the reason why you’re in here”.

“What? This isn’t your fault. I wasn’t taking care of myself properly”.

“Yeah..but I walked out on you and…”

“I don’t blame you for walking out on me. I deserved that. What I did to you was wrong”.

You smiled at him and kissed his hands.

“You know, when I got the phone call from the hospital my heart stopped. I thought of all the possible scenarios. I thought you were in some kind of accident. You had me worried, asshole”. 

Christian let out a small chuckle.

“I’m sorry and I promise you, I’ll never put you through that again. So.. can I now call you ‘babe’?”

“On one condition, I don’t ever want to hear about that bet and if you’re ever hanging with those guys, I’m not joining”.

“You just mentioned two conditions, babe. Maybe you need a doctor to check you”.

You let his hands dropped to the bed. 

“I’m serious, Christian”.

“I know, I know. I’ll never bring it up ever again and don’t worry about those guys, I won’t be hanging out with them. And if they want to catch up, I’ll say no”. 

A New Friend

Request: Hey, can you do a gerard imagine where the reader has a stutter? Sorry if I’m bothering you!

AN: heyo. so i finished this at long last. i don’t personally know what it’s like to have a stutter, and i also don’t know anyone who has one either, but i tried my best. Please let me know if i represented it inaccurately, or if i overdid it. Also, it doesn’t bother me when people request, i actually really appreciate it! (except of course when requests are closed.) Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

Public schools are the worst. The teacher’s don’t care at all about the kids. As long as the students do their work, it’s not their problem. It doesn’t matter what happens outside of the classroom. The relentless bullying, the panic attacks in the hall. The teacher’s just ignore it because its not part of their job to stop it.

The kids are brutal. A kid couldn’t do one minor thing without being humiliated in front of everyone. You were bullied for nothing more than a stutter. It was just a speech impediment, something that didn’t affect who you were as a person in any form. But this didn’t matter to your peers. If someone was different, it automatically meant that they were bad.

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How Do We Talk to Robots in Outer Space?

We here on Earth love to constantly chat up our spacecrafts that are scattered throughout the solar system. But how do we talk to them? Through the very awesome Deep Space Network! In this video I also talk about some very cool ways you can interact with the DSN from your own home.

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For Kaity.

Originally posted by becausepine

For @kaitymccoy123, after a rough day. I love you to bits, dear, and I think they lost out, not you. I hope this is decent (banged it out on lunch break, posting quickly. Probably riddled with errors). Also, it’s incredibly difficult to find a good AOS Scotty gif.

“I didn’t get it.”

“Ya what?” Monty’s nose crinkles in a way that you would normally find adorable. As it is, the entire world seems dampened by the bitter disappointment that snakes through your chest, and your answering smile is hollow.

“The job. I didn’t get it.” Despite your best efforts, you feel your voice hitch a little on the words. 

“The rat bastards,” he spits, dropping his spanner and pulling you into his arms, heedless of the fact that you’re in the E deck corridor for all to see. You smush your nose into the mesh fabric of his red shirt and let him hold you tight. 

“Shh, shh, shh, shh,” he murmurs, more an instinctive litany of comfort than actual shushing. He rocks you gently back and forth, threading agile fingers through your dark hair. His skin smells of bay rum aftershave and something vaguely singed, and it crosses your mind to ask him, later, how the refit is coming. He presses his lips to your temple and sighs heavily through his nose. “The silly sods don’t know a good thing when they’ve got it.”

His words send hot tears prickling at the corners of your eyes. Silly as it is, to cry feels a little like defeat, like one last punch in the gut. You pull back, biting at your lip and swiping your face in frustration. 

Monty catches your hands in his. “My heart,” he says softly, reaching to thumb away the tear-tracks that stain your cheeks. “I know what I’ve got right here.” His eyes are dark as he stares at you for a long moment, as if memorizing your features. You can see, suddenly, that he shares your heartbreak. He clasps his fingers around the nape of your neck, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead and fluttering his eyes closed. “I have the very best thing, Kaity. I have you.”

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Astro Rocky - Hogwarts AU /*

Park Minhyuk x Reader 

Format: Timeline

Word count: 3,5k+

As requested by @lovethyfandoms2 🌟

Originally posted by imaginesandmoreforfandom

First Year – September

The murmur of the train’s engine is calming. The Hogwarts Express is leaving in a few minutes, and you’re alone in a compartiment, in the front of the vehicle. The loud kids tend to gather in the back, following some unspoken convention, and you’d rather to avoid them. Plunged in your novel, with your headphones in, you don’t notice when someone opens the door.

“Hey! Mind if I join you?” a voice questions.

Your eyes turn to the intruder. “I’m sorry?”

“I was wondering if I could join you,” the boy says with a smile. “The other compartiments are all full.”

“Oh…” You take off your headphones and pause your music. “Sure, I guess.”

Already beaming, he somehow manages to brighten up. “I’m San Ha! Yoon San Ha! What’s your name?”

“It’s Y/N.”

“Nice to meet you, Y/N! Are you a first year too?”


He sits down in front of you. “We might get sorted into the same house! I hope I get Hufflepuff! My father told me their common room is near the kitchen. How cool is that?” He doesn’t give you the time to answer. “Oh! And the head of the house if Professor Longbottom! As in Neville Longbottom! He’s like, so, so cool. I’m so excited. Can you tell I’m excited? ‘Cause I am!”

You chuckle, appreciating his genuine happiness. “I’m excited too.” You hesitate. “My two parents aren’t wizards, you see. This is very new and strange… But I like it.”

He gasps. “I’ve never had a muggleborn friend. Can we be friends?”

You stare at him, smiling in disbelief. “Okay! Let’s do that.”

A knock at the door interrupts your new friend, who was about to speak. There’s a boy at the door. He seems a bit older.

“Rocky!” San Ha almost shouts. “What’s up, dude?” He points to you. “This is Y/N. She’s my friend.”

The newcomer doesn’t seem destabilized by San Ha’s intensity.

“I’m all good!” He turns to you. “Nice to meet you, Y/N. I’m Park Minhyuk. Second-year, from Gryffindor. Everyone calls me Rocky, though,” he adds with a grin.

You return his smile. “Hey!”

The older boy sits down next to San Ha. As the Hogwarts Express moves steadily north, you end up having a long chat with the two others. You tell about the internet, and video games, and science. They’re actually interested, and you’re glad to teach them new things. In return, they answer all your questions about the wizarding world. The ambiance is merry, and you can’t keep your smile off your face. Once or twice, the two boys even manage make you laugh to tears.


Under the resounding cheers of your new housemates, you get sorted into Ravenclaw. The Hat puts San Ha into Hufflepuff… As the year flies by, you learn many new things and begin to feel like you’re part of this world – this mysterious, interesting and beautiful world. You become friends with your Ravenclaw roommates, but you prefer to hang with San Ha and Minhyuk, when possible. San Ha never fails to make you see the good side of things, and Minhyuk makes you laugh, even though you two often argue about insignificant things, under San Ha’s annoyed stare.


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mbti types as nights

INFJ - the nights outside with a friend just lying down and staring at the stars
INFP - the nights picnicking in the summer besides a lake
INTJ - wandering through the city when no one is awake and the lights are out
INTP - staying home with a great book and so many thoughts in your head
ENFJ - campfire nights with friends
ENFP - on a road trip in the car with friends all night
ENTJ - at a party at your best friends house meeting so many cool people
ENTP - on a big social event with fireworks and fascinating people to talk to
ISFJ - reading your favourite book to someone you love in the night and sleeping in their arms
ISFP - watching your favourite movie again with popcorn and a very good friend
ISTJ - climbing a tree in the night and watching over the peaceful forest
ISTP - rewarding yourself with things that you love like a bath or something you always wanted to do bc u deserve it
ESFJ - trying out a new club in the area and dancing all night
ESFP - going to a concert of your favourite band
ESTJ - playing truth or dare at a party where everyone’s laughing and all have fun
ESTP - sleeping in a cabin in the woods with a bunch of friends

Kpop as korean drama characters

Warning: Cancerous content. 

YG: The wealthy ass chaebol leader. Pretty cool but stern. His first wife died and he married SM.

Big Bang, 2ne1: Eldest children. Successful and popular but 2ne1 ditched home after finding out that her father had an affair with Bighit. Big Bang is still popz.
iKON: Grew up without parental love because his mom died and YG was too detached from the world to take care of him. Looks up to big brother Big Bang a lot. Generally cool kid but is rash and sometimes talks without thinking.
Winner: Second youngest in the YG fam and is the third child of YG and SM. He doesn’t share a lot of hip hop swag soul like his YG pureblooded siblings and is bullied by iKON occasionally. Just wants to be friends with others. Honestly the sweetest kid in YG’s fam.
Black Pink: Baby girl. Just born. Already has a lot of her father’s swag and her mom’s fierceness and the public’s adoration.

SM: The bitchy wife of YG. Lives for drama but denies orchestrating them. Started out righteous but burst a nerve when her husband died and became a little cray with the handling of her following children. 

Super Junior, SNSD: Majorly successful children from SM’s first marriage. Currently helping out mom with the company but SNSD fell out with mom some time before. Suju had childhood trauma but is fine now.
SHINee, f(x): Twins born after their biological father died. SM got crazy while raising them. Fortunately, none suffered psychological trauma. f(x) met some problems through her teenage years and ran away for a while. SHINee could be Winner’s true older brother in another universe.
EXO: The first child SM and YG had together. He has his dad’s hip hop skills and mom’s good voice. Good looking. But because of the extreme attention the media pays to him, he become introverted and quite shy. The media and his own mom only twists his image to a cold one but honestly, he just wants to make friends. (That BTS seems like a nice dongsaeng but screaming girls don’t allow him to approach him)
Red Velvet: Everybody hated her at first and honestly she hated herself but her mom for once told her she was the best daughter she ever had and she changed herself. Now the public loves her. Bubbly and cool.
NCT: Second youngest child of SM and YG. He takes more of YG than SM this time. Publicly famous but no one actually bothers about him. Has too many hidden talents. Mom can’t handle any more kids.

JYP: The childhood sweetheart of YG but they never got married because JYP was too poor at that time. Quite a peaceful and happy family, away from the drama.

Wonder Girls: Married and happy.
Miss A: Had some familial insecurites but is now happy.
GOT7: Cool, happy go lucky, plenty talented and sometimes too high. Dabs as his past time. Enjoys a good deal of popularity now. Attended the same schools as BTS and EXO. Everybody likes him, really.
Twice: Everybody loves her. Really really adorable. Popular the moment she was born. T.T XD :3

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Oh, The Struggle

Bucky x Reader (AU)

A/N: I love the ending of this part. It’s so cute ;) IF YOU’VE SEEN SEB IN THE GREY SWEATER THAT’S HOW I’VE IMAGINED HIM!!!

Sorry for any typos. I proof read it but still… I crave for any feedback, gimme feedback! (and love me please) my ask box is open. You can drop your requests (if you have any, i’ll TRY to fulfill them).

Also, the whole thing is in Bucky’s POV because i forgot that Part one was in the Reader’s POV and then I was too lazy to change it.  

Let me know if you wanna be tagged in my stories from henceforth.  

Word Count: 3747 (fuck it’s long) | Rating: G

Warning: None just fluff

Part 1  

Masterlist here

Bucky’s POV

First thought Bucky had when he woke up this morning was how boring it would be to work alone at the restaurant today, throwing phoney smiles at everyone but you. And now it will just be him and Ally working their shifts, both of them not even bothering to greet each other good morning.

But that was not his problem. He was going to miss you like hell. Not like you guys won’t meet ever again. But he’ll miss all those little things you both did together. Humming any made up song while he washed the dishes, and you dried them. Or when he’d give you your tip when you’d forget to collect it from your table. Or his advice to make the Cesare salad, the Sneezer salad, whenever a customer was rude to you. It was just an open, but disgusting option, you’d taken that advice one time, and Bucky did everything to make you not regret it.

He was secretive about how he felt on your resignation last night, but didn’t say anything to hold you back. That would’ve been selfish.

So instead he took you out for a walk. Bucky decided it was more like a date, because if he never stands a chance with you, he’d at least like to think he took you out for ‘dinner’, so what if it was a sandwich out of a food truck?

A date is a date, as long as both the parties enjoy it. And you clearly did.

There was something he kept from you, though because he wanted to see you again. So he didn’t tell you what he should have, right away when you left the job. It was nothing sort of a secret, more like an excuse to meet you.

During the whole day at work he thought you’d be mad at him for not telling you sooner because he did have a whole hour and a half last night, and a whole fucking day today. But he kept fiddling with his mind.

He was just finished with washing the last dish and wiped his hands on the white rug on his shoulder when he realized he had wasted a lot of time and finally decided to call you.

You picked up just at the second ring, not like you were busy being jobless.

“Hello!” you chimed.

Bucky chuckled before a “hey”

“Bucky?” Bucky could imagine you smiling. “Miss me already? I know how boring it would be at work without me.”

“Yeah, no you’re not wrong. No one’s helping me dry off the dishes. I’m on my own.” He said.

“Aw, Amber’s not helping ya?”

“Is that what her name is? Damn, I kept calling her Ally. Now I know why she didn’t reply whenever I called her out.” He shook his head laughing at his own mistake and you did too.

“Anyway, I was wondering if you’re free right now. Maybe we could grab a cup of coffee? I’ll be off my shift right now.” Bucky asks and waits for you to answer.

“Well, I may have to check my diary, whether I have something productive to do and…” you pause giggling. “Nope. Being out of job kinda leaves you sulking on the couch eating all the left overs, while your roommate goes to her job.” You said with a heavy sigh.

“Aw that is so rude of her.” Bucky jokes, playing along with you, both of you laughing.

“Alright where do you wanna meet?”

“You know that small café ‘Sweetbrew’?” he asks and you hum.

“Okay meet you there in ten minutes.”

You reach the café five minutes late. Shrugging the snow off your coat and shoving the umbrella in the bucket near the entrance you look all over the café and find Bucky sitting in the corner. He waves at you when he acknowledges your appearance and you walk over to the small set of table and chair. It was a cosy corner, attached to the window, just how you like it and maybe just how Bucky likes it, too.

You quickly pull out your coat, the warmth inside the café doesn’t allow you keep it wrapped around yourself. Bucky stands up to hug you and you return the gesture back. You both sit in your places.

He already had his drink in front of him, a steaming hot cup of black coffee. He calls the waitress and you give her your order, hot chocolate because you were in the mood.



“What did you do the whole day?” Bucky asks with a smirk.

“Something new. Searched for new jobs, started decorating the apartment it looks all Christmas-y, cleaned up the place dust free. And took a nap.” You tell him. The waitress come with your hot chocolate and you thank her.

“Any luck on finding a new job?”


“So you’re not going home for Christmas, then?”

“Yep,” you snorted at your one word answers and take a sip before continuing, “Can’t go home with a bad news, right? I won’t ever hear the end of it from my mom.”

“I can understand, which is why I called you today.” He says hiding his smile behind his cup.

You eye him, lips on the rim of your own cup, looking confused and Bucky thought how cute you looked in that moment with an eyebrow perked up.

“Okay, I have a friend who is a restaurant biz head hunter,” he speaks putting his cup down and you listen to him intently. “I bet he might have a job just for you. Like you want.”

You were taken aback, your eyebrows shooting up to your hairline and smile so wide it almost hurt your cheekbones.

“Really?” you breathed and the amount of excitement you showed was what Bucky bet all his lucky stars on. You were practically beaming, your hands awkwardly in the air the moment you put your cup down, trying to think – do something, squeal, cover your mouth just so you could muffle your excitement. You push your hair away from your face and grin like it could not have been the most exciting news so far. Bucky was so happy, he could have kissed you.

“Yeah, Y/N. But I’m sorry for not telling you this before. I guess it just slipped off my mind.” Bucky easily lied, not like it was the biggest lie he’d ever told. It was harmless.

“I- I don’t care. What matters, is that you told me.” You get up and lunge forward and hug him like he saved you from a roomful of annoying people staring at you and asking why you don’t have a job. “But you could’ve told me a little bit earlier I would not have bought the Christmas tree for my apartment.”

Bucky laughs, but his breath hitches a little bit as your nose nuzzles in the crook of his neck. You realize this soon and pull away biting down on your bottom lip. All the more of a reason for Bucky to pull you by your chin and kiss you right then and there.

“Thanks Bucky. You really made my day, or night, whatever.” You said shyly as you reach out for his hand. As if it was an instinct he kept his other hand on yours smiling at you warmly.

“Okay, so when do you want to meet him?” he asks you and pulls out his phone.

“As soon as possible? Or whenever your friend is free?” You grin, not being able to shake the smile off.

He nods and then quickly types out a text, you assume, to his friend. You both wait for a reply and continue drinking you lukewarm coffee.

A few minutes later Bucky’s phone lit up with a new notification and he smiles looking at the message.

“You’ve just got a job interview. Y/N be here tomorrow, sharp at 11am.” He beams.

“Yes! Thank you so much!” you gush.

You were so happy. You never thought you’d get a job right after you quit one. And if things went right tomorrow, you’d be a woman with a job again. Possibly the one you’ve wanted for such a long time.

“Can you do me another favour? Will you be here with me, tomorrow?” you ask pouting cutely at Bucky. That only grew his smile wider.

“Of course I will. It’s a Sunday and I have an off. Plus you don’t know Steve so I’ll have to guide you.” Bucky said with a one shoulder shrug.

“So his name is Steve?” you ask.

“Steve Rogers. He’s my best friend, we were roommates in college. He lives in New York, too. He always has a lot of restaurants that just need people for hiring. And I can bet he’ll have something really cool for you up his sleeve.” He tells you some things more about his best friend and you keep listening to him. Apparently Steve is a very successful in his business, he also owns a few restaurants in New York which you find very interesting.

By the end of your meet, you’re very excited for tomorrow. Bucky tells you to get a goodnight’s sleep and warns you not to let your adrenaline to get the best of you. But you can’t help the giddiness as you keep thanking Bucky.

“It’s nothing Y/N. That’s what friends are for, right?” Bucky throws a smirk at you before you bid each other goodnight and walk in the direction of your apartments.

As soon as you reach home, you practically start jumping and screaming like a teenager who’d just got a date with your crush. Not even noticing when your roommate was back home.

“Where were you? What’s got you all screeching?” Natasha asks you, and takes a swing from her beer as she eyes you.

“Oh, my God! You’re home. Nat, guess what?” You smirk at her plopping down on the sofa next to her.

“What?” She asks muting the TV.

“Oh, my God, you’ll never guess what just happened!”

Nat rolls her eyes, you were getting nowhere with all the guess and gushing.

“Y/N, I can’t. That’s why I asked, ‘what’.” Nat scoffed.

“So I was with Bucky-” you began.

“Oh, the really cute guy you used to work with?” Nat asks remembering.

“Yes and his friend might have a job for me. I got an interview tomorrow!” You tell her and her smile widens mirroring yours.

“Oh, that is good news. That is great news! Wow, I’m really happy for you, Y/N!” she leans forward to pull you into a hug.

“I know,” you mutter, still grinning like an idiot.

You both have a small celebration with beer as Nat gives a silly toast.

“Nat, I haven’t gotten the job yet,” You roll your eyes playfully.

“So? This is something good, right?” Nat shrugs gulping down the rest of her beer and reaching for another one, maybe it’s her fourth one.

“Okay, enough of that,” She frowns when you pull away the bottle from her hand. “Don’t pout. I’ll cook your favourite food tonight.”

You get up with the empty bottles heading towards the kitchen.

“I love you,” She gives you an air kiss and you return it, chuckling lightly.

“Love you, too.”

Next day around 10.45am, you were there at the café, waiting for Bucky and his friend to come. You were nervous, you didn’t know what to expect from this Steve guy, or what did he expect from you. You had given some interviews before, but you don’t know why this would be different. Bucky had told you, Steve was a pretty cool guy, he wasn’t someone with a serious bossy persona. You were trying to settle your nerves down, hell that’s why you were here in the café fifteen minutes earlier. You breathed, in and out, in and out. Being at the café earlier, you also order your favourite coffee, which also helped you to calm down.

The doorbells jingle, signalling the entrance of new people. And you recognized one of them. Bucky waved at your direction and you returned, standing up.

Behind him, was an equally tall man, blond hair, eyes hid behind a pair of reflectors. The man, you probably thought as Steve Rogers, walked with such style, it impossible to not to be impressed by just his walk. Bucky whispered something to him, and he smiled, nodding his head and spoke back to Bucky.

“Hey, Y/N” Bucky greeted and hugged you. “Meet Steve Rogers. Steve this is Y/N Y/L/N. Y/N, Steve”

Bucky did a little hand gesture between you and Steve. You shook his hand, which he had extended forward. He no longer had his sunglasses on, so you could see his baby blue eyes. And God, this man had an award winning smile.

“Hi, nice to meet you, Y/N” he spoke for the first time.

“You too, Mr. Rogers.” You grin.

“It’s Steve, please.” He said politely, “Mr. Rogers makes me sound like some Captain in the army, or something.” He laughs.

The three of you settle down, the waitress takes Steve and Bucky’s orders.

After a few minutes of chatting Steve says to you,

“Okay, Y/N. Let’s get to the point. Don’t get me wrong, I was having fun talking to you. But that’s not what we’re here for. So tell me about your experience.” Steve casually lifted the conversation, not sounding rude or anything of that sort. And you were more than glad to be able to start talking about your talent.

But the problem was you didn’t know how to start. You have to say something without wasting time because Steve clearly looks like a man who doesn’t like wastage of his time. Hell he probably has more important things to take care of.

“Technically, I haven’t worked as a cook or chef. But if you want to know how I started -”

“Yes I do!” Steve pushed you enthusiastically. Well, his smile was a real motivation.

You look at Bucky who just sat back enjoying his black coffee and was smirking at you. This has rather turned out to be a friendly interview.

“Okay, uh… where do I start.” You paused for a second or two to think what you’re gonna say, “Well, after I graduated from college, I worked with my uncle, he runs a diner back in my town. And we both used to throw barbeque parties every month at home. Then I came to city, worked as a waitress at a few places because there was no scope.” Steve kept on nodding while you told him about you little experience in the kitchen.

For the first time in life you thought you were not rambling bullshit because Bucky and Steve were actually listening to you, taking interest that none of your previous bosses did. Bucky looked astonished whenever you told him something new, with a look of ‘is that so?’ or ‘wow!’. Well Steve, he looked impressed that’s all you could consider from his facial expressions.

“Last year, I decided to look into catering business, which was a success. Many of them being wedding, and also parties – all types of parties. Birthdays, anniversaries, baby showers, you name it!” You babbled.

You guys assumed you were going to stay at the café for a little longer time, so Bucky suggested you guys to get something to eat, said something about missing breakfast. And he sounded so grumpy and cute. All of you order something to eat.  

“Why did you stop the catering business, then?” Steve asks once your food came.

“Well, I’m not into business, Steve. That’s not my forte. Plus handling all the finances was quite difficult because I was working alone. It was good money, but tiring. So now, I just quit another job because the owner was, excuse my language, an asshole.”

“True that,” Bucky piped in at Steve and he laughed throwing his head back.

“Bucky’s told me that,” Steve said recovering from his laugh. “So, you do have experience. And I’d like to give you a chance.”

You nod at him a smile creeping its way on your lips. You were alternating your gaze between Bucky and Steve. Holing your eyes longer on Bucky, he winks at you, biting his bottom lip and you internally shake your head, averting your attention from him to Steve.  

“Come to this address on Monday, which is tomorrow. 9am sharp.” Steve slides a card to you and you gladly take it. “I’ll be there, you will cook something you’re special in, for me and that’s it.”

The longer you gape at the card and the name of the restaurant, the more familiar it gets to you. Your eyes suddenly widen as you realize. In your hand you held the fifth most popular restaurant in New York, The Walnut Café. Your head shoots up and you gasp, “Steve is this…?”

And he nods. Enough confirmation that you needed.

“Told you, he’d have something really cool up his sleeve for you.” Bucky smirks, taking a bite of his cannoli.

“Thank you… so much!” you exclaimed. “Would be inappropriate to give you a hug? I’m sorry if that’s unprofessional. I just- I am absolutely thrilled.” you ask Steve and to your relief he shakes his head.

You both get up and he hugs you, congratulating you. And you cannot stop saying thank you. To both, Steve and Bucky.

A few moments of talking and gushing about the restaurant, you get up excusing yourself to go to the restroom.

“She looks happy,” Bucky said looking at you walk away.

“And she seems great too. So you two together or something?” Steve asks and Bucky nearly chokes on his refilled coffee.

“N- No.”

That was enough of an answer for Steve.

“So I can ask her out?” Steve perks an eyebrow up.

“NO!” Bucky repeats shouting, earning a few glances from people around. He quickly apologies and whispers, “I mean no. Because well uh…”

Bucky searches for a lie but his mind is so clouded with the thought of his best friend asking you out and you saying yes, for obvious reasons. You’re beautiful and Steve is handsome. There’s hardly any chance you’ll say no to him.

“Because, Y/N just got out of a very serious relationship.” Bucky said, lying easily. “Yeah, she was mess. I shouldn’t tell you, because you hardly know her, but… she and her boyfriend were pretty tight. Unfortunately he- he left her.” He was stammering, rambling lies upon lies and Steve internally smirked seeing straight through his lies.

“And anyway, you don’t even know her.” Bucky scoffs.

“So? If I take her out, I’ll get to know her right?” Steve tried to contain his giggles.

“But I don’t think she’s ready to date. You know, she just got out of a relationship. Just told you Steve. Aren’t you listening to me?” Bucky said shifting awkwardly in his seat.

Steve couldn’t hold his laugh in anymore. So he gave up, throwing his head back in laughter.

“How long have I know you Buck?” Steve asked.

“Since college Steve.” Bucky dead-panned.

“Yeah, which is long enough for me to tell when you’re lying.” Steve said with a lopsided grin.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about…” Bucky trails off.

“C’mon, Buck. I could tell that you like her just by the way you were looking at her.” Steve said.

Bucky blushes, hard lowering his head so that Steve couldn’t see the pink hue spread all over the apples of his cheek.

“It’s a wonder that you’ve known her for so long and still haven’t asked her out.” Steve pipes.

“She’s lot more different that the girls I used to date. I don’t think I stand a chance.” Bucky said in defeat.

“How do you know that? Have you ever tried?”

“No but-”

“Then try, or else I will.”

Steve challenge sets Bucky off the edge, as he frowns at him.

“I’m just kidding.” Steve said putting his hands up in defence.

You return back to your table chatted for a while and soon you guys were leaving, first it was Steve. He reminded you again to come tomorrow. You don’t need a reminder but still nod and thank him for his time.

You and Bucky stand outside the café, on the side walk. Something seemed off with Bucky. You noticed that ever since you came back from the restroom.

“Anything wrong, Buck?” you ask carefully, raising your hand to hold his arm.

“Nothing” He breaths out, heavily, pretending to kick a rock, his head down.

“Okay… hey what are you doing tonight?”

Bucky’s head shoots up and he looks at you as if you’ve grown a second head. He was just thinking to ask you the same question, finally having decided to take Steve’s advice. And you took the words straight out of his mouth.

You give him a questioned look.


“C’mon a movie and dinner. As a thank you, Bucky.” You roll your eyes smiling lazily at him.

“You should be thanking Steve, not me.” Bucky shrugs stuffing his hands in his pocket.

You couldn’t stop admiring this guy, with a cute smile, painted on his soft pink lips, amazing, ‘could-get-lost-in-them’ blue eyes, and that damned grey sweater paired with jeans. Bucky looked like a fucking model. And here you were asking him out indirectly and he’s telling you to go out with your future boss?

“I can’t take Steve out! He’s gonna be my boss!” You laughed. “I’m asking you.”

“You mean, you’re asking me out?” Bucky asks amused.

You only nod.

“Shouldn’t it be the other way round?”

“It doesn’t matter who asks whom.” You said as if it was so obvious. And it was. Why should boys always take the initiative?

“So you are asking me out?”

“Oh, my God, yes!” you grin. “And you’re taking way much more time to answer.”

Bucky realizes that and quickly yelps, “Yes of course I’ll go. Movie and Dinner. Uh, is 5 o’clock okay?”

“It’s perfect!”


You pull him in a hug, unexpectedly and kiss him on the cheek. Bucky’s eyes widen as he contains his grin and tries to control his blushing.

God, what’s wrong with me? He thought, mentally kicking himself.

“Bye, see you soon then” you whispered in his ear.

He nods, gulping. Not saying anything because he was too shy.

Well, he doesn’t have to say anything. He’s a happy man. He’s got a date with you.

Tumblr is acting up and not letting me add my gifs, they were so cute, you guys :’(

Thank you notes

Since we’re relatively new to town, everyone we know here is a relatively new friend. Thank you cards have been 25% “Thank you for your gift and for being such wonderful friends!,” 50% “You seem really cool, we should hang out more!” And 25% “I don’t really know you, but thank you for thinking of us!”

Also, I apparently am mostly friends/friendly with women in their 50’s-70’s. They’re a very cool group of women!

Things I’ve Learned In My First Year Of High School

1) The person that you talked to on your first day, laughed, and thought you were friends with yesterday, can become a stranger in a blink of an eye.

2) Most teachers aren’t that bad if you just turn in your work on time and do whatever the fuck you’re supposed to do.

3) A very small percentage of people actually “hook up” or do drugs.

4) If you do most of your homework in a class and happen to fail a few tests, you’ll most likely still past with a C+

5) Sometimes you lose friends for no apparent reason at all and that’s okay, you’ll meet new friends. 

6) Football games aren’t all that. Most people just go there just to talk and look cool or to get out of the house.

7) The freshman are scared of the upperclassman, the sophomores are basically invisible, the juniors are too focused on making good grades to get into their dream college, and the seniors are scared shit less about applying to colleges.

8) There’s always that one guy/girl in a friend group that nobody actually cares about and you will know if its you or not.

9) Sometimes people flirt with each other for no reason. Don’t assume that they like you.

10) Your style will change regardless of your style before, and you will find yourself.

11) People will gossip. Don’t pretend like you’ve never gossiped before.

12) There will be people in your school that will do anything to fit in and a lot of people are desperate but they try not to show it.

13) People will pretend like they don’t know you when they meet you, but trust me, they know every single little detail about you; and probably where you live too.

14) Don’t tell everyone your secrets because most will just back stab you in the end.

15) Act like you know whatever the fuck you’re doing, and you’ll be okay

—  i’m going to be a sophomore tomorrow so i decided to talk about school
Subject A0: In The Glade [Part 11]

She’s A Runner

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“They took everything. They took her whole world. But little did they know that she found a new one in him.” (Newt x Reader) 

A/N: Just a note, the way runners and the maze works is a bit of a mix with the film and the movie. For the preparations, the things they have, etc. I lifted most of it from the books. As for how the maze works, like its code, I went with the film! If it’s a bit confusing, just remember this timeline right now was well before Thomas enters the story, so they won’t actually be solving the maze yet but rather this leads up to the info we have about the maze in the film! hehe Also, sorry I couldn’t have this up any sooner but I kept falling asleep and also watching Teen Wolf (I just got into it lol) in between writing this, haha! But I hope you enjoy this part! It’s no where near dramatic as the last, felt like the story needed a breather and fluffiness!! Though, all I can say is, well, uh, enjoy it while it lasts hehe ;)

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