#anyways i cant have it till christmas which is fine

[evil-lan-zhan]

Ohoho! I'm getting the special edition of mdzs, I grabbed the last one (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

[lycanwlf]

oh yeah fursuit update: my other swatches came in and i found the perfect color for wolf's hair!!!!!! and i think im just gonna bite the bullet on the lightest blue being just a little too light because it looks good with the rest of the colors lawl

[tastyykpop]

a holiday drabble smut w chanyeol would be appreciated cause a bitch misses him 😔 (it’s me, i’m bitch)

Me too though 😔💔

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Pairings: chanyeol x reader

Genre: smut, fluff

Warnings: some d/s themes, its pretty soft and cute because its Christmas, unprotected sex, y/ns an innocent bitch, maybe a small😳🤏corruption kink

This was longer than I planned to write-

"Chanyeol the cookies!"

"cHaNyEoL tHe cOokiEs!" Your boyfriend mocked before you shoved your elbow in his side, making him laugh and stumble away from you.

"I'm serious," you sounded like you were lying because you were laughing along with him, "You're gonna make them too liquidy if you put too much milk."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." He placed the cup of milk down on the table next to the bowl of mix, "Its not like you wouldn't be able to fix it anyway." Chanyeol shrugged, suddenly moving behind you to give you a back hug, but also leaning almost all of his weight on top of you too.

"Yeah but they have to be good for Santa...and my parents, but mostly for Santa!"

Chanyeol lifted his head off your shoulders and raised a brow, even though you couldn't see it, "Santa? What are you twelve?"

You stopped rolling the dough and froze, "Wha- yes Santa! Who do you take me for!? And why are you on me im trying to bake!??"

"Cuz I'm bored, for one, and two," he paused, did he really wanna break your heart and tell you the truth or did he want to be a good boyfriend and go with it? "Santa isn- is gonna love these cookies even if they turn out bad!" Chanyeol changed his mind and somehow made himself more believable when you smiled, jumping up a bit, but most importantly rubbing against him.

"Really!? Yayy~ Now hurry up and help, its almost 9pm!" You went back to rolling, but chanyeol didn't move, he was too focused on the fact that you were unaware of your ass grinding against his now growing member. Chanyeol really just wanted to bend you over the counter since you made him hard during a sweet bonding time, he wanted to ruin your innocence so bad. "Chanyeol."

He shook his head, not realizing you were staring straight at him, "Huh? What?"

"I said are you okay, you haven't even done what I asked and were staring off into space." You stared at the older man, wondering why he looked suddenly uncomfortable and red.

"I-im fine but...I need help with something." He blurted out, cursing himself for saying it so quick.

"Whatever it is, can't you wait till after? I need to put the cookies in." You looked back at the cookies, still slightly brushing against his boner without realizing and bent down to open the oven. He moved out of your way but he definitely felt your ass against his boner. Chanyeol was trying to hold it in, but it was becoming too much.

How could someone be so innocent? Chanyeol wondered to himself.

Chanyeol placed his hands on your hips when you stood back up, you thought he was just being his regular loving self so it didn't affect you in any way until you felt chanyeol kiss up and down your neck.

"What now?" You groaned, trying to brush him away but chanyeol grabbed your chin softly making you tilt your head the other way. "C-Chanyeol?"

"You trust me right?" He whispered waiting for a small nod which you gave him, "Good because I really need you right now, babe."

"B-but the cookies-"

"They're fine." He mumbled against your neck. You gripped the counter, trying to wrap your head around your boyfriends sudden horniness. "You're so cute y/n." Chanyeols lifted your shirt enough to explore your body with his curious hands, groping your breasts softly just to hear your small whimpers.

"C-can you please j-just..." you let your voice fall, too shy to tell your own boyfriend what you wanted. Its not like you haven't done this with him, but your so inexperienced unlike him.

"Can I just what? You have to talk to me pretty girl." You blushed, ignoring the way chanyeol easily slid off your Christmas pajama pants along with your shirt and underwear in a heartbeat.

"I want you to...f-fuck me?" Chanyeol lifted you up to seat you on another counter that didn't have the cookies on it, before raising your brow at your unsure self.

"Are you sure?" You quickly nodded, "Don't nod, speak."

A frown settled on your face, you didn't understand why you had to open your mouth when you already gave consent, "Yes, please."

Chanyeol was set and took his aching hard cock out, lining himself at your wet entrance before pushing himself in. "Fuck.., you're so tight, princess." He grunted, throwing his head back as he slowly pushed all the way in and started thrusting.

"Feels...s-so good." You moaned, face burning from how much you really enjoyed it.

Your boyfriends hips moved like a piston, fucking you fast and deep as you both moaned at the feeling. You loved how dirty it felt to be fucked right in the kitchen where anyone could walk in. It made you excited.

Chanyeol dug his nails in your legs, your nails scratching his back as he pounded into you. Each thrust was brushing your cervix ever so softly and you couldn't help but whine. It was intense for someone so innocent like you, but you knew once this all ended, it would be euphoric.

"Pl-please, i-im so full." You mumbled and bit into Chanyeols neck to keep yourself from screaming in pleasure, he hissed when your teeth sunk into his skin though it wasn't enough to draw blood.

"You love my cock, right princess?" Chanyeol went faster, if possible, and you hummed against his neck, but he took you by the hair and pulled you off him, "i wanna hear you say it."

You whined and shook your head, "i-i cant! It's em-embarassing.."

"Its only me, nothing to be shy about." He slowed his hips, barely moving at this point only now wanting hear you speak.

"N-no wait keep going please!" The legs around his waist tried pushing him back in but he stood his ground, still waiting.

"Say it, and then I'll make you cum all over my cock after."

Heat rose to your cheeks and you huffed, "....I l-love your c-cock.." this made him smile and coo at your cuteness. Chanyeol began again, gripping your hips and pushing in and out bringing you closer and closer to the edge. There wasn't a time where you weren't moaning with him, he was so good at pleasing you.

"You're such a good girl for me." He captured you lips in a heated kiss, biting your lowered lip every chance he got before pushing his tongue into your mouth. It was sloppy and so were his thrusts. That's how you knew he was close and you wanted to say something but he seemed to read your mind, "Cum for me, princess."

You didn't need to be told twice. You easily came around his length, blushing and squirming on the counter as your bliss slowly faded and Chanyeol was left, pulling out and finishing himself. He quickly came on your stomach, loving the way it dripped down you sweaty skin.

"So cute." He pinched your flushed cheeks. "But, do you smell burning?"

Your eyes widened before realizing you forgot the cookies in the oven, "Th-the cookies," you lifted a small shaky finger at the direction of the cookies.

Chanyeol, after lifting his boxers up, rushed to the oven. Turning it off, he took the now burnt cookies out, "Good thing we have more dough.."

"But those were for Santa." You cried.

"God, you're so innocent y/n."

Your head fell down to the mess on your stomach, still embarrassed yet not as much as before, "I'm not that innocent."

"You believe in Santa."

"What? Are you saying he isn't real?"

Chanyeol said nothing except press his lips into a small line.

"What!?"

Your heart may have been crushed and you may have felt like crying before your boyfriend spoke, "Merry Christmas!"

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

I was wondering if you could write a story or dabble you choose. About Chris Evans and female reader decided to go for a walk in the woods in the snow. They have been teasing each other all morning so there's a lot of sexual tension between them.

Where it goes I will leave it to you.

Cinnabuns and Hot Showers

Warning- soft fluffy and smut. All the warnings I got for you all. Also, it is what it is, so swearing somewhere because that's how I roll. Plus all errors are mine. 

A/N- @mravens-corner I hope you feel better soon Babes. Much Love Always. 

You were downstairs sitting at the island with a cup of coffee, scrolling through your phone when you heard Chris come down the stairs, scrambling behind him was the pitter-patter of Dodgers feet, barking excitedly at Chris to be let out. “Gimmie a second Bubba.” You heard Chris say as he turned the corner into the kitchen, his nose tilted up while grinning. 

“Are those...” He trailed off and you gave a wiggle of your brows at him, smirking against the lip of your cup before setting it down. 

“Cinnamon Buns? The maple ones I made last Christmas for your mom's house? It is.” you confirmed and he came into the room, to tug you off the stool with a grin. 

“You are the best, you know that Honey?” His hands slid along the curve of your ass, and grasped lightly against the curve, letting his fingers dig in and his palms fill with the curve. His head dipped and he caught your lips with a teasing swipe of his tongue along your bottom lip before he pulled back. Looking over your shoulder to see a bowl of premade frosting that he dipped his fingers into, and placed to his lips to taste. “Mmmh” 

“Good? I wanna taste.” You grinned while pulling him down again, this time the kiss was heavier, more playful in manner as tongues teased and slipped between parting lips. Chris groaned into the kiss and you felt flushed against him, your hands fisting in the patriot's sweater he wore. 

When his head lifted, he let his thumb swipe against your bottom lip and lifted to his mouth the suck off the sweetness from the tip. “I could just eat you and the frosting.” 

You chuckled while looking up at him, tilting your head slightly in a cocky way. “Oh, I know Chris. Now you better go let Dodger out. He's prancing, and I have to check those buns.” 

“The ones I got feel just fine to me.” His hand still resting on your ass tightened in a teasing squeeze and you roll your eyes, pushing him back playfully and sidestepped him. 

“Keep that up, you get none of my buns or my cinnabuns.” Sticking your tongue out at him, you went to check on your dessert while Chris gave a sing-song whistle to Dodger. 

“Come on boy, we better get outside before Momma kicks us out of the house.” He ruffled Dodger's ears and opened the door for Dodger to burst out into the powder. Surprised, Chris hollered over his shoulder. “Babe, it snowed last night.” Retreating back to grab his jacket and shrug it on, also grabbing a pair of boots instead of sneakers, you checked the buns with a fork. 

“Hence why I was in a baking mood.” You took your frosting and started to drizzle it over, using a butter knife to help spread it around when Chris held up his jacket, wiggling his brows at you. 

“Come on, let's go out with Dodger, and when we come back, we can have breakfast together. They need to cool off anyways.” Dodger came back in, his bushy tail giving a wag as if saying ‘Let's go, mom, we don't got all day.’ 

Placing the bowl in the sink and letting the water run to soak it, you narrowed your eyes at your two boys, both as eager as the other one. “Okay, I will be right there.” 

Once you were dressed, equipped with gloves hat, and a scarf to finish the ensemble, you and Chris walk along the driveway, watching as Dodger is sprinting ahead to push up the snow and dive into his piles. 

Chris sweeps down to scoop up a palmful of snow, tossing it for Dodger to take off and chase, confused when there is no ball for him to return, so he came loping back good-natured, looking for another chase, anything. This time you sweep down and grab a handful of snow to toss for him which sent him flying to catch. 

It was also this time you flicked some at Chris, catching in his hair, and it dripped down to catch in his lashes as he protested, sweeping his arm against his face, and catching you to shake the remaining snow on you, making you squeal in protest. 

“Chhriss!” you try pulling away, but he's much stronger than you, and has you wrapped in tight. Dodger heard you both and came sprinting back to see what was going on. “you weren't supposed to get me!” 

“Oh? All’s fair in love and war.” He snickered at you, and you two stumbled under heavily laden trees, their branches hanging lower than usual. 

You twist into his arms, and curl up against him, huffing a bit. “When you say that you sound just like Hugh, Chris.” 

He gave a laugh and reached up to slick back his hair and put on the signature Drysdale smirk. “Like this Darling? You know, you will never have anything better than a Thrombey. Also, call me Ransom. Hugh’s for the help.” 

You couldn't resist yourself and leaned up to nip at his lips. “Well I did bake for you this morning, doesn't that make me part of the ‘Help’?” 

Chris tilted his head, pondering your point a moment, and his blue eyes sparkled in a teasing manner back at you, his lips overly pink as well as the tops of his cheeks. At this moment he looked exactly like his Knives Out character. “That’s right you did.” He pulled in closer, sliding a chilled hand along the back of your neck, and cupped it so you couldn't move away. “Guess that means you have to serve me, Kitten. Still got that little outfit?” 

You hum as you grin. “Maybe, but Harlan doesn't require outfits, Hugh.” 

Chris opens his mouth, just about to say something when the branches above the two of you let loose, dumping a whole mess of snow over the both of you, which surprises both of you, simultaneously yelling. “holy shit!” “Son of a Bitch!” Both of you running out from the snow and brushing it off, making you shiver as it went down the back of your jacket and Chris shaking his out to scatter the snow out from his.

Dodger, who was safe from the falling snow just sat there watching his people shake out their clothing and clasp their arms around themselves. “Back home Chris? Cause I'm freezing.” 

“Yes! we can warm each other up.” He took your hand and started sprinting back to the house with Dodger chasing after them, and you laugh as you both raced up the stairs, bursting into the house to shed out of the cold wet clothes. Soon a pile of wet clothes stood at the door, and Chris chased you running away up the stairs. You sprang into the bedroom, shedding your bra while running into the bathroom, Chris was right behind you, pausing to yank off socks. 

In the bathroom you are quick to turn on the hot water, trying to find that happy hot and cold mix. Chris is behind you pulling off his socks, while you slip out of your panties, wriggling your ass back and forth at him in a tease, making him stumble slightly. “Fucking christ Y/N” He just about growls out while your jumping in the shower. He is right behind you, backing you up to the wall, and kissing you hungrily, pressing his chest into your breasts. Your shivers quickly turn to ones of lust and your panting against his mouth as his hands grasp the back of your thighs, easily lifting you to press his cock against your entrance, making you hiss with satisfaction at the burn. 

“Fuck just like that.” You moan, and you arch to sink further on him, grinding your clit against his pelvis when he gives a thrust, groaning himself feeling you so welcoming warm and fluttering around him. He moves faster, burying himself into your welcoming warmth and your mouth cant stay off his neck, his ear that you bite wickedly before your whimpering his name. 

“That's right Pretty Girl, say it again.” He grunts while leaving his mark on your neck, just behind your ear that has you clenching around him, your thighs quivering while you're tightening around him, and your head tips back, saying his name again with more urgency while his thrusts speed up. His hands dig into your hips to keep them pinned against the wall, and his hard kisses are flowing down till he is lapping water off the top of your breasts, burying his face in them while you're bouncing up and down when you felt your orgasm wash over your in prickling stinging pleasure locking you around him and the air being punched from your lungs, leaving spots sparking behind closed eyelids.

Chris didn't slow down, he pushed you through your orgasm, your nails scratching down his back to dig into hold on, and his movements became a demand for you to be ready for him. He came with a shudder, pumping himself slower into you to push his release into the brink, fill you up with nothing but him to dampen your thighs. He reached over to turn off the water, your forehead pressed to his shoulder to try and catch your breath. 

Steady hands rubbed along your hips and along your thighs wrapped around his waist. “Ready for me to set you down?” He asked and which you nodded, hissing as you felt his softening cock ease from you, and the balls of your feet touch down on the shower floor. Once he was sure you were steady on your feet, Chris stepped out to grab the towels and handed one to you while drying himself off in the process. 

You wrung out your hair and stepped out to grab a robe, slipping it on. Chris went into the bedroom and slipped on grey sweats and a tee shirt this time, when you made your way out of the bathroom, picking up the wet clothing and place it into the basket. “I cant wait to see what we left downstairs.” You laugh and Chris winks. 

“How about I get those into the dryer and you can heat us up some coffee to go with those cinnamon buns?” 

“Deal!” You are quick to take it, he grabbed a laundry basket and you both went back down the stairs to find Dodger sound asleep in his bed, and a scattering of your clothes leading from the front door to the stairs. 

“We didnt have any other plans today, did we?” You ask while Chris is busy gathering stuff to put into the basket. 

“Mmhh, I have a video conference later this morning, but rest of the day is free.” He shrugs while setting the now full basket on the counter while your busy at the coffee pot. 

“Good, because we should do that again this afternoon.” Your teeth tug at your lip, adding for good measure. “Because I do still have that outfit you were asking about before.” 

Hearing that made Chris groan. 

[cogneartive]

The Great Peter Infodump of March 2020

yo @brackets-and-woolly-hats @mijaco-geo and @mike-nesmith-for-mayor I have recently been informed that yall would really like me to infodump about Peter and I want to thank yall because I think if I held it in any longer I would explode

Also thanks to the coolcherrycream articles and various interviews that I learnt all these from in the 5-ish months I’ve been thinking about the monkees for

But before I start going hnngggg Peter I would like to warn you that despite my tone this is going to contain some heavy stuff. We’re talking brief mentions of blood, and suicide and death so be careful about that

This is gonna get hella long so *cracks knuckles* let’s begin

Childhood

let’s start from the very beginning: a very good place to start

Friday, 13th February one bb was born and he would always say that Friday the 13th was a lucky day for years onwards

He was born with a lot of diversity in his parentage

He’s Irish and German-Jewish on his mother’s side and Norwegian on his dad’s side

Speaking of Jewishness (is that a word???) I rememeber an article saying that he used to randomly say Hebrew words in interviews and I think he taught Mike how to say something too?? I dont know

Peter was a very friendly boy even when he was just a toddler cus he would drag any new friend he had home

Anyway, he was born in Washington DC

Once on Christmas he went missing and his mum and grams panicked and looked all over the house for him

Turns out he was just waiting at lampost in the snow because he wanted to make sure that Santa would bring him a present

Speaking of Grams, when he was 3 (i think im doing this from memory) he was at a post office with his mother when she came in.

He got uber excited and shouted “THAT’S MY GRAMS. HER NAME IS CAIT!”

And so everyone turned to look at her and he squealed

He would also often ride on the top part double deck buses and whenever the bus slowed down, he would wave to nearby people and say “HI MY NAME’S PETER WHAT’S YOUR?” to which those people who wave back and sometimes answer him. I mean, wouldn’t you?

Also he started to play with pianos when he was 3 and also he liked dancing so that’s cute

One of his first memories was of being at the hospital where his brother Nick (who they called Nicky and that’s what I’m going to call him) was born

Soon after Nicky was born they moved to Germany Yeet. He was 4 and the time and Nicky was like 18 months or smth

Germany

Right so I dont know why people dont talk about this part of his childhood because like,,,it’s interesting??

In Germany they had two maids

They had to put sugar in every food so that Peter and Nicky would actually eat the strange German food

He became very fluent in German and would help his mother with translations

He was also fluent in French for some reason

Someone made a statue of his 4 year old head and it became a famous minor art piece that featured in calendars

It probably now sits in his house because I saw in in the background of the short documentary that his son, Ivan Ivanoli made about him which you sould check btw

Anyway, when Peter was 5 he made his first official best friend Ule who was two years older than him

Once when he was playing hide and seek with Nicky he ran at full force at a closed glass door that he thought was open, shattering it, and getting a shard into his arm. Reasonably he screamed

Apparently, he was hurt a major artery and would have bled to death if not for someone being in the house to call a doctor

Once he was out and about wandering around, as you would do if you were Peter when he was stopped by some official looking guy from going back into his own house.

It’s important to note that Peter looked very much like a German boy and would ONLY talk in German outside. God knows why he did this.  Reasonably, the dude thought he was lying and he had to call for his mum

Anyway, in Germany school starts when you’re five but his birthday was in the middle of the school year so his parents sent him in early which set him up for some outcasted child syndrome later

And then the moved back to America yeet

AMERICA (LAND OF CAPITALISM)

So he moved back into America but it didn’t stop there. No. They had to move around like a 100 different times and as someone who went to a total of 4 different schools (so far oh no) that sets you up with outcasted child syndrome. What also sets you up with outcasted child syndrome is if you’re an undiagnosed neurodivergent which Peter seemed to think he was when he was in his 50s (either ADHD or autism) so uhh keep that in mind

So he was in school and as mentioned earlier he was a year younger than his peers so that’s fun

He was very very clever. Often he would finish his work first and his (4th grade) teacher would make do some reading or creative writing. She encouraged him to do creative writing because she saw some talent in there

Not only was he acadmically gifted, but he was also musically gifted. Playing not only the piano (which he got lessons for) but also the guitar, the banjo, the bass, and the french horn which he got an award for when he was in highschool playing in a band made out of college students for some reason

Speaking of awards, he was once given an award for maths

This giftedness would later set him up for Gifted Child Burnout he had in college

Also he changed schools like a total of 13 times so that’s fun

He went to a private school but apparentl, according to his parents, he hated it (but he remembered liking it???)

Also, he made a lot of jokes in class

Remember Nicky? Yeah, Nicky would often write songs for him to sing and stuff (Nicky would later write songs for Peter’s solo album and a bunch of other stuff what a great brother we stan)

The family had some kind of barn once where he would do puppet shows his siblings

Anyway, school life was all fine and dandy until 5th grade hit and he changed schools and everyone lost interest in him because he was one year younger

Also his dad was apparently very disconnected with him. Needless to say, Peter felt like his father didn’t like him

Once when he was 9, he told his father that he noticed that when the clouds were around at night, it would be warmer during the day to which his father shouted at him saying that “he has no proof of that” and that he shouldn’t say anything without proof

This of course led him to feel like no one wanted to listen to what he wanted to say

poor baby

I think his father would have been the reason why Peter would later say in an interview that he hated “loud abusiveness” the most

He would also later say that a combination of his dad and feeling like he was weird and different would lead him to his drinking problem

So umm we dont stan his dad ok

Once when he was 13 he picked up a loaded shotgun and put it against his head. But he decided that he didn’t want to do it at the last second.

Overall, life from 5th grade till highschool was terrible for him

He didn’t have any friends in his school

So when he moved to a new school in Conneticut where he was surrounded with people of the same age, he was really happy all the way until college where he flunked out twice

Hippie Time (Honestly this part is just me talking about him and Stephen Stills because Steter Stirk changed me)

And so Peter became a hippie in Greenwich Village

In the Village, he became a sort of entertainer. Not just singing and playing, he was also a comedian. 

And then he kept hearing about this dude who looked like him from other people.

This dude turned out to be Stephen who was also hearing the same kind of talk for about the same amount of time

Pete and Stephen VIBED im not kidding they started to play with each other and also Stephen’s room mate who was also there

Also it turns out that they liked to talk about the same things so that’s neat

Peter went to Venuzuela apparently and when he came back the Monkee thing happened yeet

Once when Stephen was waiting to move into his new house Peter was all like “hey dude live with me”

For a while they also lived in the same house when he was Monkee and if that doesn’t fuel any ship fics I dont know what will

Im serious the ship is here and its real I saw fics and fanart

Dont ask about Stirk

They played with the colour tv and would “pick apart each other’s brains” umm

Also Peter’s favourite band was buffalo springfield and we stan a friend who would say your band was their favourite band

And I think this is where my knowledge starts to fade because I haven’t really heard any cool facts from here on afterwards

Last Final Cool Facts

He was a teacher for quite a while and taught about Maths, basketball (despite not liking any sport except swimming) and Easter Philosophy,,,yes easter philosphy the man was into that kinda stuff

Also he was a big reader. Always having a smoll book in his pocket that he would read while on set with the Monkees. But he was particularly a non fic kinda guy

He would write poetry on the back of scripts

In the 2000s he said that his sister thought he might have ADD

Also autism but when asked about it he’d be all P E R H A P S

which is very unhelpful Peter pls give us a straight answer

I mean he cant give us straight answers because he was the gayest monkee (he fricked a dude once but he didn’t like it)

Hey look I ended on a gay note yeet. Thanks for reading this mess

[simplestoriestold]

Dont tell me how to celebrate my Christmas

Okay so. I have this “friend” who dont celebrate Christmas cuz shes a hindu so they have other celebrations and what not. But she still goes to Christmas parts whn invited. (Malaysian culture is celebrating everybody’s cultural festival no matter race, culture or whatever). This “friend” is also my partner on a journal article we’re working on.

So i celebrate Christmas. I dont go to church, but my family and i still celebrate it nevertheless. The way we celebrate is that we get togther and spend time with each other and have lots of fun and everything. Its a lovely season, so we spend it doing things we love which is not the same as how “everybody else” does it.

So the point is, just cuz its Christmas, i got the excuse to not attend class because its my holiday and i get to see my family ( i live in campus) about once a month or every 2 months or so. And that is only the weekends. Since its christmas time, i wasnt on campus for about a week or so. So i got to skip some classes.

This “friend” of mine however thinks that she knows all about christmas just cuz she sees her other friends doing other christmasy things like going to church n having cake and parties and whatnot have the nerve to tell me that im not celebrating christmas and that i hv no right to skip class. She also complains that im not giving enough effort on the journal article and said that im only doing the “simpe stuff” and “pushing the hard work” on her. She also said that im the reason why she couldnt get her holiday earlier becuz i wasnt back in campus yet. So im the reason why she was stuck is a so called god forsaken hellhole.

Bitch please.

First of all, dont you dare say im not celebrating christmas. Bitch do u even know what christmas is? Every family has their own tradition into celebrating. Who are you to tell me how i wanna celebrate it? So what i dont go to church? So what im not having a party? U didnt even celebrated deepavali cuz ur uncle passes away, so? But u still went back right? U still had a get together right? Why cant i hv a get together with the people i love?

Number 2. This bitch goes back to her home EVERY WEEK. BITCH YOU SEE YOUR MOTHER EVERY WEEK. Dont you dare restrict me frm going home or say that i was the reason you cant hv ur “holiday” earlier. I get to see my own mother for once a year. Maybe twice if im lucky ( i study in another state) i got back home to my grandmother. Not my parents. Talking about parents, mine are divorce. You have a complete family that is happy staying togther. So what i wanna go back to my grandmother? I see her once a month. Why are u blaming me for something that you do everyweek anyway? My other friend did defend me saying “its Christmas, let her have her family time”. Bitch said “yeah, but i dont see her celebrating it by cutting cake with her family and shit” bitch please.

Num3. She complained about not being able to go home on a tuesday. A fucking tuesday which is barely anything into a week. And whats funny was, on the saturday before that i texted her about not being on campus till wednesday and she told me that i dont hv to come bck since we dont have class for the nxt 2 days and our supervisor wont be available anyway. As long my work is done shes fine. Told me to enjoy my Christmas and have fun. Why the fuch would you tell me that i dont have to come bck and then complain to others that im not coming back and blame me for not being able to go home yourself? SHE LITERARY LIVES ABOUT 30MIN DRIVE FROM CAMPUS. I need to take about 2 1/2 to head back to my grandmothers home. By PUBLIC TRANSPORT. She drives a car to her own home. Bitch what the fuck??

Num4, the part about the journal article. We barely get any shit done. Out of the 12 things we should do ( i made a list to mke things easier) so far we only covered 5. And out of the 5 i did 2. The 3 things that bitch done was 1/2 of something we did together, she only finalized it, a methodology which dont need much brain power and 1 problem statement which SHE COPY PASTED AND EDITED FROM MY OWN PEVIOUS WORK. She even had the nerve to say she did all that work sheself and that i pushed the hard things to her. Bitch i did literature review which consist of reading amples of other journal articles/thesis/case studies and citing quotes from em. A work that the bitch herswlf said she didnt want to do cuz “its too hard for me. I suck and literature reviews” bitch said the work was too hard for her. And when she was complaining, said i took the easy way out. What the fuck? The other thing i had to do was coming up with an introduction. I admit it dont take much brainpower but i still cited some stuff. A thing im sure bitch aint familiar with.

She complains everything to my other friends and not to my face. All barks but no bite. So i got all these information thru other friends of mine. Wanna know the best part? She claims to be my “BEST FRIEND” best friends dont complain shit. Crap even regular friends dont do this. Fun part, this isnt the first time shes complained about me. Like, im not even surprise that she did. I dont even mind if she complains about me as a person. I know im not best of person n im not perfect. But dont you dare tell me how i want to spend my christmas the “RIGHT WAY” bitch you dont know anything. Dont you dare come at me with that shit. I really hope whn im finish with this project im really finish with her. The only reason im still holding on and keeping up with whatever shit she throws at me is cuz shes my partner and i need to finish my project ASAP.

Stop living your high school fantasy world and smell the fucking coffee.

[ujuro]

this is my running list that i have kept in my drafts all year of things that i wanted from kpop in 2018. some are kind of vague but honestly which groups were “successful” and which weren’t is really obvious because the “unsuccessful” ones just didnt come back at all ugh

long post here we go

things i wanted from this year:

-success for wjsn: my girls got a win and their best-selling album yet so we’re on a roll now. but im somewhat worried because a lot of it comes from the new fame of c-line and between you and me i...dont think theyre ever coming back. prove me wrong yuehua.

-success for loona- is a debut mini selling over 50,000 copies success? ya know there are people that will say that based on how expensive and long their debut project was that everything was a flop and loona’s doomed but i dont really think that way. when lookin at it strictly as an actual debut they did great. i love my girls.

-success for clc- we’ll never know if anything could have come from a comeback after black dress because CUUUUUBBBBEEEEEE but im not salty or anything nooooo

-success for dreamcatcher: happyface and i think the girls themselves realize that their concept will never be mainstream but ya know what? my girls had a good year! they’re working hard and building a fanbase and theres nothing more i can ask for really

-someone please pay attention to sonamoo please: FUCK TS

-same for gugudan this is depressing: i dont know how their last comeback did but it seems like they kind of staying the same which is sad because gugudan probably ranks the highest of post ioi groups in terms of raw talent and consistently good music. stan my girl nayoung. 

-weme and pristin to actually get non-controversial actually good title tracks so we can put all of that to rest (though i’d die for wee woo don’t fuckin try it):  crush was well liked so we got that but FUCKIN PLEDIS OH MY GOD IM SO MAD IDEC THAT GET IT WAS GOOD THEY DIDNT GET A NON-CONTROVERSIAL TITLE TRACK THEY DIDNT GET ON AT ALL and NO PRISTIN V DOES NOT MAKE UP FOR IT FUCKIN PLEDIS anyway

-news on after school….any news…free them…: WELL lizzy is was freed and kaeun is in limbo (more on her later). now all we need is eyoung to be freed and i can sleep better. 

-news on secret: the news is that TS is a shitshow but what else is new. at least hyosung and jieun were freed.

 -FX COMEBACK- GODDAMNIT

 -Shinee to be happy and healthy: this is sort of a wish because i can never really know if they’re happy but in terms of what i can judge aka content this was a great shinee year. minho solo when

-9muses comeback PLEASE: got a great kyungri solo debut and it aint over till hyemi says its over but please one more comeback PLEASE

-aoa comeback: FUCK ALL OF THE HATERS BINGLE BANGLE RULES AND U ALL SAID THEY WOULD FAIL WITHOUT CHOA HA

-hello venus comeback: LOOK i know fantagio is a mess but they managed to gave their other groups a comeback COME THE FUCK ON

-for companies to just stop kidding themselves and disband dal shabet and bestie: with woohee gones dal shabet is over and im pretty sure bestie’s company doesn’t exist anymore so i guess thats solved

-solji to come back to exid: YEEEESSSSSS OUR MOTHER AND QUEEN IS BACK

-more non-taeyeon snsd solos (and a taeyeon one too thatd be great): fuck solos we actually got lil touch i didnt see that coming at all. oh AND a bunch of solos too snsd had to die so snsd could live i guess.

-any post-ioi group to get a win: Dia and wjsn! 

-ladies code comeback (or at least a hint at group activity): the hint came from a christmas song so i should be happy however i am unsatisfied. 

-t-ara news: the news is theyre being secretive in between solo work c’mon hyomin give up your plans

-fiestar news-disbanded and im still sad

-brown eyed girls comeback: someday...i have hope...i know they want to...

-LEE HI COMEBACK: FUCK YG but that goes without saying

-deleted a stupid one sorry gyus

-yoongi singing: lol im not even into bts anymore but i still like yoongi and seesaw is still a banger great job my dude

-kaeun to get into the produce48 group: hmph. normally i wouldnt be worried with her high place and the hype like it should be easy to give her something to do right? however this is pledies we’re talking about so i can only hope that what lizzy said and the rumors of her joining a new girl group come true. argh why pledis id even trust her with cube over them look at soyeon

-girls day comeback: see brown eye girls above

-a not terrible produce 48 group k at least put hitomi in it: I love izone i got over my hangups with the lineup real quick and now cringe at grown-ass adults still going off about a fourteen-year-old. like y’all. you can stan the group its fine they’re nice and talented girls. i swear. you’ll like them. hyewon is my queen. i still find wonyoung too young to connect with (im finding now that im too old to truly bias any idol under 16 or even 17. yujin is fifteen but she’s near the middle of my izone bias list.) but ya know what? its fine. theres 11 other girls to like. la vie en rose is a bop. sakura i love you. that is all.

-PLEASE EX 2NE1 MEMBERS DO SOMETHIN; minzy’s touring and bom of all people seems likely to release solo work before cl but like. its sad man i dont really consider this one done. fuck yg.

-fuck an fx comeback someone just tell me if they’re alive: can i even answer this one i dont know i think i was mad when i wrote it

-some kind of jbj/ibi like group from produce 48: Nope, probably unlikely due to the difficulties of getting any akb girls over there (i follow all of the contestants on instragram and they all seem pretty busy like miu and sae and miho and miru have actual shit to do). but i can dream.

...

alright out of approximately 30 wishes (i cant count) about half of them (i cant count) were at least partially fulfilled. this year was great for a lot of groups i like but not really for my 2nd gen and post-ioi faves. all of my absolute fave stuff came from groups that didnt even exist last year- fromis, idle, and izone. 

how do i even react to all of this im feeling to many emotions. moral of the story: fuck kpop companies the end

[pinkletterday]

The Way We Were

Pairing: Barry Allen/ Iris West

Rating: All Audiences

Summary:

Memories may be beautiful and yet

What's too painful to remember 

We simply choose to forget

So it's the laughter we will remember

Whenever we remember

the way we were

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The box of mementos had sat stored away on high closet shelf until Iris had been seized with the need to find some obscure sweater of Barry's. Her frenzied search accidentally knocked it to the floor, the contents scattering every which way, joining the mess she had made of the rest of the room.

She picked up the tiny velociraptor fallen near her foot.

***

They had both loved Jurassic Park. Barry because he was a nerd and Iris because she had seen that T-Rex eat a guy on the toilet and screamed at the time but also thought it was awesome. They would sneak into the kitchen at night to get Jell-o, pretending they were trying to evade raptors. Sometimes Iris was the velicoraptor and Barry had to hide from her.

Her Dad had the living daylights scared out of him once when he came down for a glass of milk at 1am without switching on the light and they had both screamed in his face.

***

The memory rose so vividly that she took a step back and nearly tripped over Barry's old sneakers. They were covered in sharpied scribbles, laces still tied together.

***

Iris had never been able to monitor her own sugar consumption. She used to eat so much candy at fairs that it made Joe and Barry sick just to watch her. She'd puked on Barry's shoes TWICE after eating funnel cake on top of cotton candy and candy corn. Barry told her later, the morning after they had first made love, that this was probably when he figured out he's in love with her for real, because he was too worried and exasperated to be grossed out as much as he should have been.

It hadn't stopped him from jokingly gifting her the sneakers once they'd been cleaned. Iris had retaliated by refusing to give them back.

***

The keychain from her first car gleamed dully from under the side table.

***

Joe still thought it was Iris that crashed his car. It had actually been Barry at the wheel. Iris knew her Dad loved Barry but there was always a shadow of a fear in her heart when he annoyed her Dad a little too much. She had insisted they swap seats and change their story before the cops came and never told him why. She could take her Dad's anger. She's his little girl. But she's never trusted anyone to love Barry as much as she does.

Dad had given them a beat up Ford Escort for them to share when they were seventeen, but Barry had refused to get behind the wheel again till he left for college.

***

The Titanic poster that had half-unrolled across the floor had been a gag gift from him the Christmas he had come home his freshman year.

***

They had been too young for the Titanic fever when it had first come out (except for everyone getting sick of that Celine Dion song) but when they had been about ten, Iris had taken it firmly into her head that she needed to see what the fuss was about. Dad hadn't let them because he thought they were still babies who didn't know about sex, which made Iris all the more determined.

She had gotten Barry to steal his parents' DVD copy and bring it with him one day he was sleeping over at the Wests' house. They watched it together in their basement, giggling and blushing at the sexy parts. Barry yelped and covered his face with his hands, ears burning, when Kate Winslet disrobed, and Iris covered up her own embarrassment by laughing and throwing popcorn at him.

At the end of the movie, Barry had been crying into his own popcorn but Iris was incensed.

"Well that's....just stupid!" She steamed at the tv. "Are you CRYING?"

"NO," Barry sniffled. "But it's not stupid. Why is it stupid?"

"She let him DIE, Barry!" Iris fumed. "They could have shared that door! Taken turns! Or made HIM get on it!"

"It's a minus freezing sea, Iris, not a swimming pool. You can't jump in an out of it like that. Besides, then she would have died," said Barry, looking at her in incomprehension.

"Well duh!" Iris huffed and threw her hands up in indignation. "You dont let the boy you love DIE for you. How is that romantic?"

"It's romantic cause he sacrificed himself so she could live," insisted Barry. "That's what you do when you love someone!"

"Oh yeah, I love you so much Im just gonna up and LEAVE you, have a nice life!"

"That's not fair!" said Barry, seeming irrationally hurt. "It's not like he had a choice! You just dont get romance, Iris. You don't even like musicals," he concluded in a superior tone.

Iris gaped at him, then closed her mouth and returned to the point at issue. "Anyway. It's stupid. She doesnt deserve him. I'd a died with my man if it was me."

"Well then you're stupid," said Barry with uncharacteristic vehemence. "You're worth way more than some guy!"

"I happen to love that guy!" Iris yelled back.

"What guy?"

"Whatever guy!"

"Fine! Go die for Whatever Guy!"

"You too! Go drown yourself for little Miss Cant-Share-A-Frggin-Door Priss!"

They glared at each other before the absurdity of the argument dawned on them and they started to laugh.

"Is everything okay down there?" Joe's voice called down to the basement.

They looked at each other wide-eyed and at the TV before Iris scrambled to eject the DVD.

That night, after her Dad had turned off the light with a firm admonishment to go to sleep, Iris snuck into Barry's camp bed and under his covers where he was reading with a flashlight.

"Hey," she poked him. "Just to be clear, I know you're a sappy nerd -"

"YOU'RE a sappy -"

"But," she continued determined, "no sacrificing yourself for any girls, okay? I need my best friend around."

Barry had a weird expression on his face.

"What?"

"You're a girl," he observed rather too casually. "Im not allowed to give you the door either?"

Iris swatted him, appalled. "Especially not me! We're partners Barry! The whole point is that we go down together!"

"You jump, I jump, Jack," grinned Barry at her over the beam of the flashlight.

Iris poked his pointy nose. "Except we mean it, Rose."

***

The loft had grown dark during her reminiscing. The floor was chilly beneath her but her limbs were too heavy to move.

She simply sat, Barry's sweater forgotten on her lap, spinning the tiny lone raptor in her hand. Lost among the debris of their life together that he had left behind when he walked into the Speed Force, the ghost of his last kiss still tingling on her lips.

You lied to me again, Barry. You lied.

[rotten-away]

Today i drew something i liked

Its been months actually

Its not perfect and i try not to Look at it for too long bc i will find Flaws .. but it felt good being fine with a drawing of mine

Actually the christmas gift for a friend of mine

I want to do art so badly but i cant really enjoy it anymore.. So i just kinda continued drawing every now and then but obviously i couldnt improve this way or even make something cool

I hope todays small drawing has only been the start to genuinely enjoy making art again

Except this small victory today i havent really improved Unfortunately

I gained a bit of weight.. it feels like 20kg + for me but it seems like it isnt noticeable for others yet

My bf does not allow me to buy a scale so i dont know my weight

I dont want to have one tbh

I mean.. i want to but i shouldnt know my weight.. if that makes sense ?

Anyways, i couldnt just watch my body gain more and more weight so i am currently doing 23:1 fasting aka one meal a day.. not exactly bc i want to pretend to eat as normal as i can when my boyfriend is at home

I think i havent lost any weight after the 2 weeks

I feel like i gained, but i always feel like i gained so idk

I stopped working out daily though

When i started my new job my arm got sick idk i could really move it anymore

Ever since then my depressive mood got worse and worse so i cant really do anything anymore

I kinda drag myself to school bc i cant fuck up another thing again

I force myself to clean the flat and make dinner for my bf every day

I force myself to do things girlfriends are supposed to do and try to pretend im fine as much as i can

But i dont do anything else anymore

I really should do some adulten stuff but i just cant get myself to do it

I cry everytime i habe to shower or change clothes i just feel so fucking disgusting

One thing i noticed has changed about me though is that i tend to get very aggressive to the outside

Usually when everything got too much i went into extreme dieting and cutting, but i was never a Person who could Show any agressiveness toward the outside or who sh a lot/in noticeable places

Lately i started punching myself, the wall or similar things though and depending on how mich strength i put into it i could even scream sometimes. Only when no one is around obviously and i couldnt destroy Objects or so, but i found this very weird, as i was just not able to till now. I couldnt scream, be loud or do anything anyone could notice

I wonder why i can do things like that now

Anyway i wanted to get into Therapy again bc everything hurts so much but i cant call a Therapist, im just too exhausted and afraid

So after asking countless times my bf got me an appointment, which was cancelled last week though. Feels like i am just not allowed to get into therapy

I dont like therapy anyways and it just does not seem like i should do therapy. So i stopped asking if someone could help me get into therapy, its useless anyway. So ill just continue waiting, as ive been doing for years, for whatever to Happen

[onlyjihoons]

zouk! seongwoo

a/n; honestly it was hard to decide for ong which attraction he should fit, but i figured since he likes to drink, he should prolly belong in singapore's most happening club lmao

this is part of the xmas collab wink wonk with @wannawrite and @hwinkinghwi

-this christmas, you had no other half to celebrate with, and all your friends are either out of the country or partying

-which, led you into Singapore's top club, zouk.

-your friends dragged you into this mess tbh, having had too much money to spend

-it was a free party anyway, so why not

-for once you decided to bravely wear your red and black sequined mini dress you bought last year

-but you didn't have any events important enough, or you were just feeling shy because the dress exposed more skin than you liked

-anyhow, you went to the party looking like a bombshell, even your friend was shocked

-"wow y/n! where did you get that dress??! it looks soooo good on you!!"

-you were sure she had a few to drink before you came, so you politely excused yourself to the bar which was more peaceful as compared to the other areas

-zouk was notorious for being the ideal place for horny guys to find their one night stands, so you were extra careful not to order anything alcoholic

-so you ordered a bottle of mineral water

-the bartender just shot you a quizzical look, but gave you your drink anyway

-the club had really good music though, you were very tempted to dance

-but your heels were like, 5 inches so it made movements alot more harder

-just as you were about to head to the dance floor, a group of guys stopped you, pushing you back to your seat

-"hey sweetheart," the one in blonde hair winked, his breath reeked of alcohol, "can we buy you a drink?"

-"no, i'm meeting my friends. thanks."

-"your friends can wait, " the one in lilac hair scoffed, "we're more important."

-"i, don't drink."

-"then we'll help you! we also started from square one, baby." the one with the smallest face slung his arm around your shoulder, making you uncomfortable

-"i'm cooler sober, thanks"

-credits to my bff for that quote

-"is that so? then why am i not aware of that?"

-a voice behind you spoke up, and it belonged to your high school classmate, ong seongwoo

-you weren't enemies with him, neither were you best friends. just plain, platonic, friends. period.

-however you did see him around your uni as he does attend the same uni as you, except that he took up political science while you took up business

-seongwoo looked dashing in the plain white shirt he was wearing, a dark blue stripe going down along his sleeve. evem though he didnt expose much skin as compared to the other guys in the club, he looked hot

-"i'm so sorry i'm late, baby, did you miss me?" he circled his arms around your waist, pulling you close

-at first you were startled by seongwoo's sudden affections, but you played along with the reassuring smile he sent you

-"yeah baby, i was just waiting for you." you planted a kiss on seongwoo's cheek, surpring you and seongwoo, and the three guys who tried to hit you up

-"see that? shes my girlfriend, why are you hitting on her?" seongwoo squeezed your hand, "and the three of you seem to be too young to be in a club, hmm? especially you," he pointed to the one in lilac hair, shouldnt you be studying?"

-the trio scoffed, then muttering some curse words under their breaths as they tried to find their next victim

-"hey ong, thanks for saving me back there." you smiled

-"no problem y/n, how are you? i've seen you around school but i havent got to see you like...this." his eyes scanned you up and down, making you blush

-"i--i..."

-"yah ong!" you hear someone call out to him, and as he approached, you began to recognise him.

-it was your senior, chanyeol

-"hey ong, i didnt know you had such a pretty girlfriend, and i'm surprised its y/n." he smirked

-"no, no, we're not dating, " you waved your hands nervously, "we're just..."

-"catching up yeah! we were high school classmates!" seongwoo lied through his teeth flawlessly, but chanyeol didnt seem to buy it

-"well have fun catching up," chanyeol shrugged, "i'll have to steal your boyfriend for a while, y/n, so sorry about that."

-you tilted your head in confusion, as chanyeol dragged seongwoo to the dance floor

-after a few bottles of mineral water and mindless chatter with some highschool friends you missed, you were bored and decided to hit the dance floor, finally.

-you had to admit, as much as the place was overrated and overpriced, they had pretty good music playing so you couldnt stop your moves

-until the music changed to updown funk, your eyes were pulled towards a certain human who was pulling off some sick popping moves

-you weaved through the crowd, searching for that person

-when you finally found them, you were shocked

-it was seongwoo

-all his locking and popping steps were legit, only something you would see coming out of an idol

-so you joined in, it was an unintentional collab between the both of you the crowd was cheering, even the dj was cheering

-you had a really good time dancing with seongwoo, it was as if your senior high prom was relived again

-you were dancing till 3am, which was pretty rare of your stamina to allow you to do so

-most of your friends were either wasted or already back home

-the buses already stopped their operations at this timing, leaving you no choice but to call an uber

-just as you were about to do so, a mercedes pulled up in front of you

-as the shades were drawn, you could see seongwoo's dashing face smiling at you

-"need a ride?"

-"will it be too much of a trouble for you?"

-"no its fine! i dont drink anyway"

-what a lie he didnt drink just so that he could send you home

-"..."

-"i cant leave a pretty lady out there by herself, can i?"

-seongwoo winked, and that bought you over

-you hated yourself for having been so easily succumb to seongwoo's blatant flirting, and you hated yourself even more for having fallen for an ex-classmate so quick

-so there you were, sat at the passenger's seat of seongwoo's mercedes, looking out at the window

-it was awkward, but the silence was weirdly comforting for the both of you

-"so, a mercedes, huh?" you pointed, "are you a chaebol or something?"

-"no, i'm not," seongwoo laughed, "my uncle got it for me because i won the bet of me getting into university."

-"ah i see," you nodded, "i havent got my license yet"

-"why?"

-"i just cant bring myself to drive, i dont think im ready for that too."

-"its fine, i can drive you anywhere, whenever you like."

-"so you'll be my driver for my whole life?" you giggled

-"if only you'll be my girlfriend," seongwoo blurted out

-you were stunned, and speechless because you havent seen seongwoo this straightforward before

-"if you cant return back my feelings ive had for 3 years i can forgive you--"

-"3 years?! seongwoo you couldve told me..." your voice went an octave higher, expressing your shock

-seongwoo just laughed bitterly, and he soon reached your place

-"hey y/n, i'll give you time to think--"

-you interrupted him with a kiss, and seongwoo tried to deepen the kiss but there was a knocking on the glass window, and it belonged to your older sister

-you knew you were going to be interrogated when you get back home

-seongwoo pulled away sheepishly, then placing a final peck on your cheek "see you tomorrow, princess."

-you swore if seongwoo kept up with it you would die of high blood pressure

-as soon as you closed the room door behind you when you got home, your older sister smirked, with arms folded,

-"so who was the guy you were making out with?"

[sugaabooga]

lowkey part-timer!Jisung

Pairing: Yoon Jisung x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Christmas-themed, bullet-point scenario

Summary: A Christmas romance sparks between you and the cute, bubbly part-timer in your local grocery store.

Warnings: None

A/N: First story in the Christmas-themed scenarios I’m doing! I’m hoping I’ll be able to finish all of the rest 17 scenarios by Christmas!

Jisung was the cute part-timer at your local grocery store

He’s been working as the cashier in aisle 8 after he’s graduated from uni after he couldn’t find a job that pays decently

He decided to stay in his hometown, after suffering in a totally new city, and got a part-time job as a cashier that paid pretty well

You on the other hand, bought your own studio after moving out of your hometown

Your job as a photographer caused you move out and go to other places rather than your small town that always made you feel caged

You were putting together all your pictures you had taken the past week since you had to put out a new project soon

You decided to take a break and have a quick lunch then walk around to the parts of the city that you hadn’t been able to see yet

When you come out of your studio with all your necessities, you realize that a bunch of people were putting up Christmas decor and trees around their shops

It was Christmas? Already?

You celebrated Christmas, for you were a religious person, but you never got the whole holiday spirit type of thing

You didn’t really enjoy Christmas songs or the cold really

when you came out of your house you had only slipped on a thin cardigan with your camera and everything in your purse

You hated the cold

You had once been locked out of your house one winter and had to wait outside until your parents got back home from work

You were practically frozen when your dad discovered you covering your body with the welcome mat

So yah you had a trauma of the cold

You quickly take some pictures of the snow and all the people getting on ladders to decorate the light posts and rooftops

You smile at your work and skip down the sidewalk to the farther parts of town

You find yourself in front of a market which you had never seen before even when you were driving around when you first came

Maybe it was new?

You went in since you were hungry anyway and they most likely had samples

Meanwhile, Jisung was helping some of the other workers take out boxes and such, since no one was really in the lines

You were eating some of the sample dumplings when you see a chip bag fall

You’re about to pick it up when you feel more chip bags falling on you

You lift up your arms to shield yourself and let out a small shriek

You lose your balance when a heavy box falls on you

“OMG I’M SO SORRY! ARE YOU OKAY!?!? OMG OMG!”

You’re ready to give the guy a piece of your mind

But then all your thoughts are lost bc

Wow

This guy was cute

He was almost pouting while putting the bags back in the box

He noticed that you were standing back up so he quickly got up and bowed to you

“I’m so sorry….I-I didn’t see you there!”

You’re about to tell him it’s okay, but then suddenly a man who seemed like the manager came storming over

“YOON JISUNG!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING!? JUST BC IT’S ALMOST CHRISTMAS TIME IT DOESN’T MEAN YOU SHOULD LOSE YOUR WORKING MENTALITY! YO-”

“It’s fine! It was my fault! I suddenly stepped in front of him while he was passing.”

You defend jisung and he’s actually really surprised!?!?

Bc a normal person would be complaining w/the manager

And it would end up w/jisung mopping the floors or something

Yea this wasn’t the first time jisung caused trouble lol

But here you were LYING so he wouldn’t get in trouble

The manager is left speechless bc he kinda looks down on Jisung

So he storms away annoyed

Jisung glances at his furious manager then thanks you

“This isn’t the first time this happened & i prob would’ve gotten fired. thank you so much”

You grin bc omg he was so cute?

His santa hat was about to fall off so you reach over and straighten it up

Making jisungs cheeks turn soo red you thought he was gonna burst

You leave after that whole incident and you come back a week later

You just couldn’t get jisung out of your mind

You were sorta hoping to see him somewhere around the area where you live but no luck:P

So you just decided to go to his workplace yourself

When you entered, you were really shocked bc it was reallyyyyy busy

There were so many more ppl than last time

It was prob bc Christmas was now a week away

And ppl just buy presents last minute ya know

They were also preparing more food for family&friends so yah

You grab a pack of gum and head to the shortest line which was aisle 8

You were looking at your pics that you took earlier and that’s when you hear a familiar voice greet the elderly woman in front of you

You look up w/hope that it was Jisung and boi oh boi yes it was

This time he was wearing a headband w/reindeer ears that were somehow slightly slanted

After he greets the woman in front of you goodbye he turns to you with a smile then it falters when he notices

Wow it’s that really cute girl that defended me from my devil-ish manager

You just politely smile, not knowing if he remembered you since you were irrelevant ya know

But then he totally remembers you bc

“OMG IM SO GLAD TO SEE YOU AGAIN! DO YOU REMEMBER ME? AH~ AGAIN, THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SAVING ME FROM GETTING FIRED!”

“......uh...no problem?”

He grins and tries to make small talk w/you which is cute aha

Even tho you’re only buying one pack of gum

He somehow takes ten minutes to scan the barcode and charge you ???

I can’t with jisung he’s such a cute, underappreciated bean

You were in the middle of a very intense convo about beavers so you decide to meet him at a nearby coffee shop on Christmas Eve (may or may not be where barista!daniel works but you should go check it out :P shameless self-promo)

Both of you forget to give ea. other your numbers

But hopefully both of you will remember about that date meeting

AND YOU DO

fate really is on your side

You enter the coffee shop at like 6pm bc you weren’t sure if you guys decided the exact time to meet

You guys didn’t lol

But ya know

Fate will bring the two of you together right?

You wait for thirty minutes, but still no Jisung

You’re starting to think that he forgot, but then remembered he had a shift that ends at 9pm

Idk how you knew that but...it works

so you decide to just sit there and sip on some drinks

you take pictures and all

You’re so immersed into taking pictures of everything around the whole shop, that you don’t notice the timid and nervous looking man entering the now, almost empty cafe

You’re frowning at the picture you just took when you feel a tap on your shoulder

You turn around to see Jisung with a sorry, but excited grin on his face

You greet him with a wide smile as he apologizes how he didn’t know what time he had to come

He starts to ramble and you shush him

Like why does this guy say ‘sorry’ so many times?

“It’s fine. We both forgot to say a time to meet up. Besides, I wasn’t here that long”

He seems a tiny bit less sorry so the two of you start the convo about the beavers again

The talk about beavers went to zoos then went to how your lives went then led to your jobs, your interests, your hobbies, what that girl was wearing, blah blah blah

You felt like you really had a connection w/jisung

The two of you, as cliche as it may sound, clicked immediately

It only felt like five minutes passed, but the coffee shop owner had to kick you guys out since it was thirty minutes past closing time

You swap numbers this time and plan to meet each other at the same place tmrw @ 7pm for the annual Christmas tree lighting at downtown

Both of you lived alone and you suggested “why not have the loners meet up on Christmas Day?”

Jisung didn’t have work and you didn’t want to stress about your projects, so the two of you had agreed

As you walk back home you cant help but feel so giddy

How was a man having this much of an effect on you?

BECAUSE YOU HAVE A THING FOR HIMMMM

You smile at all the snow piling up and gape at how beautiful everything seemed

You have never felt so excited for Christmas

The next day comes by SO SLOWLYYYY

You weren’t able to sleep from the anxiousness and expectation you had for the next day so you were sorta tired

But you got dressed in simple clothing and went out for a walk and to buy Jisung a Christmas present

You didn’t know what he liked since you literally starte talking to him a wk ago

So you settle for some Christmas-themed socks, beanie, a pair of house slippers, and a gift card to the coffee shop you had been at yesterday

As you walk in and out of stores, you couldnt help but sing along to the Christmas carols that were playing

which you had never done b4

you did a double take and stopped singing, but you found urself humming along to “It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas”

And you also couldn’t help but oogle at all the stuffed animals that filled the walls

They were SO CUTEEE AND FLUFFYYYY

One of the stuffed ducks reminded you a lot of Jisung so you decided to buy it

You bought a lot of things, but they were all for a decent price so :))

It gets really dark really soon and it’s 6pm

ONE MORE HOUR TILL YOU MET JISUNG

You hurry back home and quickly dress in layers since it was going to be collldddd

The weather forecast said there was a 99.99999999% it was going to snow, so you couldn’t risk it

Even tho the weather forecast is always wrong

You pack your camera again bc you were planning to create a Christmas themed project nxt

As you run out the door you send Jisung a txt saying that you’ll be right there since it was five minutes till seven

When you arrive in the warm shop, your glasses immediately fog up causing you to groan

You try to fan the fog away but to no avail:)

Then you hear a big laugh and you turn to sorta make out a figure that looks like Jisung

He takes the end of his sleeve and cleans your glasses and you’re met with the brightest smile you have ever seen in your whole entire life

Maybe that’s when you fell for him

Tho it was a person you had known for a little over a week

You felt like you knew Jisung since you were a kid

He hands you a cup of peppermint hot chocolate and pulls you along to get a good view of the Christmas tree b4 too much ppl come along

You get there just in time and wait a few moments until the announcer comes out onto the podium

You and Jisung both cheer as the five minute countdown starts

The minutes go by so quickly and you jump up and down to keep yourself warm

Then you see a few snowflakes falling on Jisung

You both look up to see that ITS SNOWINGGGGGGG

The whole crowd of people ooh and ahh

And some kids squeal in glee

You softly smile and get out your camera to take a few shots of the falling snow

When you’re done there’s a minute left on the clock

You suddenly remember your present for Jisung and quickly get it out and hand it to him

“Merry Christmas!”

Jisung gasps and says ‘thank you’ in such a genuine way that it fills your heart w/pure happiness

He then shuffles around his backpack and takes out a large box that’s prob filled w/similar things as you gave him

You start to hear the announcer countdown from 10

ten

And that’s when Jisung starts to speak

“H-Hey, Y/N?”

Nine

“Hmm?”

Eight

“I know it’s been only like two weeks since we met”

Seven

But I can tell you’re such a nice person, ever since the day I first saw you”

Six

“You’re such a great person…and….uh”

You furrow your brows

What was he trying to say?

Five

“We have so many things in common than I thought we would”

Four

“I really thought i would get fired that day i dropped the chip bags on you”

You smile at the memories as the crowd gets louder and louder as the time to light the tree get closer

Three

“A-And ever since I saw you....Y/N...I uh”

You roll your eyes at his weird stalling

Two

“JISUNG! SPIT IT OUT!”

He looks at you w/wide eyes

One

“I-I LIKE YOU!”

The crowd erupts in cheers and claps w/kids screaming and laughing at the lights that shown brightly

The announcer shouts “now go home!” with a hearty laugh

Jisung stands in front of you with his hand clamped over his mouth

You stay silent and stare at him in shock

What were you supposed to say?

Sure you liked him, but you weren’t sure if you wanted to date someone you had known for a week

“T-THAT CAME OUT WRONG!”

you tilt your head in confusion

“What?”

“I don’t like you! NO NO I DO LIKE YOU! B-BUT-”

You burst out laughing at his panic

“I like you too, Jisung! But how bout having our first official date after getting to know each other a bit longer than a week?”

And the two of you stand in front of each other w/goofy smiles on your faces, in front of the glimmering, 30ft tall Christmas tree, underneath the moonlight in the gently falling snow

dang this was pretty bad lol

[malecsecretsanta]

Merry Christmas, @squidpro-quo!

A Very Malec Christmas

It was a month from Christmas and one night as Magnus rested his head on his Shadowhunter’s broad shoulder, he could sense that Alec was deep in thought about something.

“Alright, Alexander, out with it. I can practically hear the cogs turning in your head. What is it?” Magnus asked him, raising himself up on one elbow.

“I’ve been thinking, babe, and being it’s our first Christmas together, I’d sort of like to have everyone around for Christmas dinner.” Alec told him. Magnus’ face brightened.

“Oh, my love, I think that’s a wonderful idea. We could get a tree, put up some decorations, invite Catarina and Madzie, I could conjure a big feast………” Magnus started to say but Alec put a fingertip to his perfect lips to silence him.

“Yes, to all that, but, well, I kind of want to do the cooking myself. I haven’t had a proper Christmas dinner with all the trimmings for years. I’m usually at the Institute and its Jace and I sitting in the cafeteria eating a turkey roll. But this year I want to do it properly.” He explained.

Magnus’ smile broadened and he looked up at his handsome boyfriend with such tenderness that Alec almost blushed. He reached out one slender hand and ran it over his cheek before leaning in to place a soft kiss on his lips.

“Darling, I think that’s a wonderful idea. How about I be in charge of the decorating and you do the cooking? Deal?” He said. Alec’s face lit up and he bent forward and kissed him, still smiling.

“Deal. I cant wait this is going to be so great.” Alec said, as they settled back down and held each other close as they drifted off into sleep.

Over the next two weeks, Alec combed the internet for recipes and even managed to organise invitations for Jace and Clary, Izzy and Raphael, Miah and Simon and Luke.  Max was now living at the Institute for his training and loved getting his own personal invite. Even Maryse and Robert seemed pleased to get one. Catarina and Madzie replied almost straight away that they wouldn’t miss it for the world.  

It was no time at all till the big day arrived. Alec even relented, after much encouragement from Magnus, to take the day off and leave the Institute in Jace’s capable hands for the day.  Alec wasn’t happy about it, but he gave in anyway.

The day started off slowly, also not Alec’s idea. He woke up beside Magnus and saw his beaming face inches from his own.

“Merry Christmas, my love.” He said softly, and leaned in to place a soft kiss on Alec’s lips. It wasn’t long before the kisses started to heat up and Alec pulled back, tyring to ignore what those golden cat’s eyes of Magnus’ did to him.

“Babe, we have to get going. We have a house full of people coming later today.” He reminded him.

“Oh, I’m sure we have plenty of time for everything, Alexander. Besides, it’s law that you have to kiss me.” Alec said, making a pretend hurt face. He knew his boyfriend only too well. Alec could never resist his pouty face.

“Babe, I don’t think there are any laws about kissing at Christmas.” Alec gave him a lop-sided grin.

“Oh yes there is, look up.”

Ale frowned a little and turned his head to look above him. Suspended in the air as a few stems of a green leafed plant, a red ribbon tied them together. Alec had to laugh. Magnus would try anything to get what he wanted.

“Mistletoe? Really, Magnus? You’ll stop at nothing.” Alec said shaking his head, but it ended up being another half an hour before he managed to convince Magnus that they really had to get up.

Alec started heading for the bathroom which sparked a whole new debate about the need for Magnus to join him. It ended with Alec leaving Magnus standing in the bathroom door way calling him a Grinch.

After a quick breakfast and a few make up kisses, Alec went to the kitchen to begin the cooking. Magnus stayed in the living room and began moving furniture around and replacing it with a large table and chairs and then with a snap of his fingers and a few flourishing movements, a large Christmas tree appeared to one side of the fireplace, each and every branch covered in decorations and lights.

With a few more waves, Magnus hung more decorations around the room and also strategically placed a few bunches of mistletoe. He was standing back admiring his handiwork when a series of angry sounding noises came from the kitchen. He turned and went in and made it to the door way to see his boyfriend wrestling with a large turkey while trying to turn down the heat on the saucepans that were bubbling over on the stove. Magnus had to stifle a giggle, he had never seen his Shadow hunter more adorable.

“Is everything alright, Alexander?” He asked when clearly it wasn’t.  Alec turned around and Magnus could see smudges of flour on his face and black really wasn’t a great colour to be cooking in.

“Yeah fine. I’ve got this, babe. How’s the decorating going?” Alec asked, continuing to stuff the turkey with a lumpy looking mixture that Magnus was rather worried about what it actually contained.

“Yes, its all done, just have to set the table. Are you sure you don’t want any help, my love?” he asked again, looking worriedly at the mess in the kitchen.

“No, no, its fine. Go set the table while I finish up here.” Alec reassured him as he stopped a glob of stuffing from escaping from the cavity of the turkey.

Magnus gave him a smile and then turned back to the living room. Seeing the disorganised mess in there, he wondered just how much cooking Alec had ever actually done. The temptation to step in and help him was almost overwhelming but he knew Alec was determined to do it on his own.

It was another two hours before Alec emerged from the kitchen, looking like he had been it a fierce food fight with someone. Magnus grinned up at him did his best not to laugh.

“All done. Geez, why does it take twice as long to clean up as it does to do the cooking? I’m going to change, babe then we can sit down together before everyone gets here.”  Alec said, giving Magnus a quick kiss before heading for the bedroom.

Magnus waited until he was out of sight before he got up and went into the kitchen to check on things.

Well, he thought, he had done a great job at cleaning up, at least. He took the lid off the nearest pot on the stove and saw a very lumpy looking gravy that looked and acted like brown lava. Oh boy, well, maybe it would taste better then it looked. The other pots contained vegetables, and which didn’t look very appetizing either. Magnus winced as he peeked in the oven. The large bird was roasting well, too well. At this rate, they’d be eating charcoaled turkey by the time the other got there. He poked his head around the corner into the living room and then turned down the temperature on the oven. The rest of the meal was going to need some magical intervention but at least he might be able to save the turkey.

Magnus couldn’t help smiling as we went back out to the living room to quickly take his seat before Alec returned. He loved the tall Shadowhunter more than anything, but it seemed even though he had put in a solid effort, cooking didn’t seem to be a family skill.

Everyone arrived on time, baring gifts and bright smiles. Even Maryse and Robert seemed happy to be there. Magnus had dimmed the lights and the loft was bathed in a soft golden glow from the many well-placed candles and Christmas lights. The table looked wonderful, set with white plates edged with gold and Magnus had even conjured gold coloured cutlery. Sparkling crystal glasses caught the light and it looked magical.

“Your house looks very pretty Magnus.” Madzie told him when he picked the little girl up and hugged her.

“Thank you, Madzie. Did Santa Claus visit you last night?” He asked her. A wide smile brightened the child’s face.

“Yes, and look he gave me a new doll.” She said, proudly holding out the toy that she had tucked under one arm.

“Well that’s wonderful, I’m so glad. Are you ready for Alec’s delicious special dinner?”

“Yes, I’m starving.” She said, and clutched at her middle dramatically. Magnus couldn’t help but laugh.

Alec had gone into the kitchen to start preparing the dinner while Magnus had ensured everyone had a drink. He went into the kitchen to find Alec staring helplessly at the various serving dishes of food. Oh dear, he’d been afraid of this.

“Magnus, I’ve ruined dinner. Look at it, we can’t eat this, it’s a disaster.  I don’t know what made me think I could do this in the first place.” Alec said, his deep voice was full of sadness and anger at himself and Magnus felt so sorry for him.

He walked over to where his boyfriend was standing and took him in his arms and leaned up and kissed his softly.

“Alexander, it’s alright. I can fix this, but it doesn’t matter. The point is you tried and that’s what counts. Christmas is about getting together with family and friends, it doesn’t matter what was eaten, it’s the company that’s important. Now, let’s get this food looking and tasting as good as I’m sure it was supposed to look like.”

Magnus gave him one final kiss and then with a click of his fingers and a wave of his hand, the serving dishes were filled with food that looked like it belonged in a banquet hall of a palace.

Alec gave Magnus a smile and bent his head and kissed him before they picked up the dishes and headed out to the table.

“Thank you, babe. You saved the day. I love you.” He said, and Magnus’ face lit up from his words.

When they took the dishes out, everyone oohed and aahhed at the feast that was placed before them.

“Wow, this looks great. You sure know your way around the kitchen, Magnus.” Izzy said.

Alec was about to say something about his failed attempt at cooking when Magnus cut him off with a look.

“I’m afraid I can’t take credit for all the hard work, Isabelle. Your brother was in charge of the cooking and I think he’s done a fabulous job.” Magnus said, smiling at Alec.

Alec was about to disagree and saw the barely perceptible shake of Magnus’ head and gave him a shy smile.

“Well done, big brother, I can’t wait to taste it.” Izzy said.

They all tucked into the food and in no time, there was much happy laughter and conversation. Everyone had a great time and Magus grabbed Alec’s hand and pulled him close.

“Merry Christmas, Alexander. Here’s to our first Christmas and many more to come.” He said softly, and leaned in and kissed him gently.

“Merry Christmas to you too, Magnus. And next year, lets get the whole thing catered.” Alec said, smiling.

“I have a better idea. Why don’t I give you some lessons? And maybe next year, we can do it together?”  Alec laughed and nodded his head before kissing him once more.

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

That Be Some Good Buttercream

Summary- Steve and Bucky get your help in replicating a howling commando days battle using Christmas baking fun. But... Does anything ever quite work out the way it should? Set in the same characters I used in Night In, Looking Pretty Fly and Popping Pez and Mismatched Socks. Written for @official-and-unstable-satan​ 300 Follower Celebration Challenge. She still has many prompts, check it out. Prompts in italiacs. No warnings, all fluffy. 

Word Count- 1.6k

A/N- so proud of your accomplishments babes, you are an amazing writer and I love getting lost in your stories and listening to your ideas. I know your just gonna keep going up from here. Love you always babygirl 💚😈💚😈💚😈💚

“Bucky, they came around from the south end” 

“No they did not. I remember Steve, I was there.”

“Yea, and so was I” 

You and Sam had been listening to the two super soldiers carry on at the oversized table in the compounds kitchen dining area for a good hour before you readjusted the volume on the tv once more. Sam, half laying over half the couch remained scrolling on his phone, remarking. 

“Aint gonna do you no good, they just get louder.”

You sigh and hit the off button, he was right. Might as well go see what these two were up to anyways. Pushing yourself off the couch, Sam promptly stretched his legs out onto where you were sitting, making himself comfterable. “See you on the other side Kid!” He joked, settling into watching youtube. 

Wandering in, you saw the two men bent over  large map, Steve with pencil in hand drawing arrows to discern where they started from, stretching it across what looked like a military base. Bucky shook his head. 

“No no no, Punk, I wasnt up there, I was down here” 

“Bucky, I had you up on the highest point, it just looks weird on paper.” 

“You know what, this is pointless.” You could see Bucky getting aggitated with there project, pushing himself away from the table. “We need like... a 3D model to get this right.” 

Steve to straightened up, his arms folding as he looked down at the heavily marked paper. “Well... Tony does have some...” You interrupt in this time, moving over to the table and taking a peek at what they were doing. 

“You know, I have an idea of how to make you two a 3D model.” Both the men quirked brows, curious as to what you had in mind. "Givingerbread reanatcment.” 

You expected a rebuttal, a laugh, anything, since you were joking. But the two of them actually looked thoughtful, glancing at each other. “It would be easier then trying to draw it out” Steve mentioned. “And easier then trying to get Tony to set up the AI model for us.” 

“Plus we get some fucking cookies... Im in.” Bucky grinned, obviously pleased in the options of snacks. What started as a joke from you became a very serious matter as the two Soldiers dragged you into the kitchen. The two of them looking at you expectedly. 

“I was just joking guys, Im not making you a hydra replica gingerbread base. You know how much shit that would take.” At this point you backtracking a bit, wishing the words hadnt fallen out of your mouth so damn easily cause you thought is was funny. 

“Nonsense, you wont be doing all of it. Were going to help.” Steves already moving to wash his hands as Bucky is digging through a drawer and slipping on a god damn “Kiss the Cook” apron, he found in a drawer, ties it swiftly around his back and rolls up his sleeves. 

“You know you always wanted to boss us around Doll.” Bucky smirks, wiggling brows in a teasing manner. “You finally get your chance.” 

You look between the two men, the two of them nodding in encouragement, Steve composed as ever, waiting for You to explain how to start, and Bucky well he was opening drawers, pulling out random stuff that he thought you might use. He held up a spatula with a smirk, slapping the utinsel against his palm. “How about we get this train moving kids.” 

Relenting, you turn to your phone for a recipe. “Okay fine, since you all insist. We need flour, sugar, eggs, ginger, cinnamon....” While your listing, both men are scrambling to find everything, and piling it on the counter, yourself you bring out some bowls, cookie cutters, lets face it. You needed the actual men to decorate like howling commandos. Turning on the oven to get it preheated, you search for decorations. “Steve, store run? We gotta make this accurate you know, and Buckys all dressed up for a day baking. Hate to send him." You just kinda motion lver Buckys getup, the kiss the cook stretched over his chest, the apron a size to small for him really.

Your already grabbing paper and jotting down a detailed list of food coloring, frosting, candies and such. Steve snatched the list when you held it out, he had a general idea of it all and nodded. "Dont hesitate to put Bucky to work. He just pretends to be all intimidating."

You roll your eyes and back in the kitchen theres a "Steve your a dick" retort from Bucky whos looking over the mess of ingredients piled on the counter. Steve, seemingly joyful as he grabbed keys and left, you suspect you might not see him at least another hour or two. No worries, you had the other super soldier on hand.

Heading back in you hand Bucky a bowl and eggs. "Start cracking, separating yolk from white, and no shells." You cant help but from watching him, looking a bit like a lost child, before he he starts to crack eggs and inspect for shells. You watch from the corner of your eye as you put together the dry ingredients, and start mesuring out the molasses, talking him through the rest of the buttercream frosting ingredients.

Dipping your finger in his finished product, you lick the tip of your finger, smirking at his widened eyes. Yea Steve, hes very intimidating. You maybe took a bit to much pleasure in teasing Bucky on occasion. "Mmmhh my very favorite part.... "

He cleared his throat and looked away, it might be a bit mean, but he would give it back later, this was a dance the two of you played. "Okay, what now?" He said a bit gruff and you grab your rolling pin, holding it to him.

Eyeing it a moment, his brow arched. "Ya want me to roll the dough?"

"Yea Buck, nice and thin, since you two want to make all these outer buildings as well." Pointing to Steve's sketching, And you reached in the dough and piled it on the counter on front of Bucky. "And Steve said to put you to work."

"I notice you gave Steve the easy job." He muttered as he started to flatten the dough.

"I knew you were more capable."

Bucky couldn't hide the grin at the compliment, and afterwards you both measured, cut and got the cookie sheets in the oven. Stealing part of the couch back from Sam and watching trash tv till the oven beeped. Bucky vaulted over the couch, head back into the kitchen and pulled them out of the oven.

"Are they firm?" You ask, peeking at them, a light brush of your fingers against them. The room smelled like bake gingerbread and smooth sugar. Tempting delectables to say the least.

"Yup, now what?"

"Cool and mantle your buildings." You say as You slide them off onto wire racks. "Go get the frosting, and I will show you." Already he was rummaging in the fridge to retrieve it. Peeling off the plastic cling, you pick up one of the cooler pieces and edged it with icing. Folding two pieces together. "Easy as that. You try."

Bucky took it so seriously, the tip of his tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth as he piped that icing. His brows furrowed together in a dip right at the center. You bite back a grin and get a large dollop of icing on your finger and flick it at the man. Landing right in his face. He drops his cookie in surprise and blinks though the icing. "Fucken hell, Y/N! Whats that for?" Wiping it off, he flicks it back at you and you squeal getting hit.

That's war!

"Oh its on Barnes" smirking as you grab a cookie and crumble it, shooting it at him. Cookies fly, icing it flung, flour, and sugar is used to blind one another, you two ducked around the table, screaming and yelling insults playfully.

Bucky tried using the hose at the kitchen sink to spray you, in which you ducked and rolled right into him, the two of you collapsing in a heap on the floor among all your hard work, broken and scattered. Steve stood in the doorway, arms laden with two paper bags, his jaw hanging open at the mess. Bucky pokes you to get your attention and the two of you sit up, covered. Head to toe in frosting, flour and cookies.

"I was just gone an hour..."

"Its a long time to be left unsupervised." You shrug as you smear some frosting off your shirt and lick it off your finger, Bucky helped himself to your shirt frosting to since he had thrown half the bowl on you.

"Oh damn, thats good!" He grins.

"What about this is good?! You mean your gingerbread murder scene?!" Steve toed a dead gingerbread man with the tip of his shoe.

Bucky looked around and glared at his friend. "IT WAS HISTORICALLY ACCURATE" His voice raided to defend the mess and you promptly stuff a cookie in his mouth to shut him up.

"Come on Steve. Did the Hydra base not look like this after you two and the howling commandos were done?" You throw a cookie at him which bounced off his chest. "Eat a cookie, you feel better" next to you Bucky continued eating broken gingerbread men, grinning at his friend and nodding.

"Best damn cookies besides your mama's!" Bucky added between mouthfuls

"I just... Pick this up you two before tony throws a fit." Turning with the bags of candy he bought, passing Sam, he ditched them on the man still scrolling youtube

"You couldn't watch them for two seconds Sam?"

"And break up that little love fest? Puh-lease" Sam grinned at Steve and dug into the paper bags looking through the snacks, pulling out twizzlers.

"SCORE!"

@what-is-your-plan-today @p8tn0lish @kitkatd7 @stuckonjbbarnes @sebbbystaaan @kimisama1989 @simsadventures @that-damn-girl @imanuglywombat @jtargaryen18 @stardancerluv​ @princess-evans-addict​

[yakumtsaki]

Oh great, look who’s here. Apparently Dagmar is gonna follow us to the ends of the earth. Why tf are we even getting bills WE LIVE IN THE DORMS

-LOL for now that is! You trashbags are getting expelled before the semester is over. Cant’ believe you got accepted in the first place, higher education has really lost it’s way..

Yea I can’t believe we got in either, seeing as our classmates are obvious academic overachievers such as this..

Shamelessly copying Goopy’s look? Nice try random dormie but we all know there’s only one man who can pull this shit off. Stop embarrassing yourself.

Speaking of embarrassing yourself, Daniel is walking around in this amazing worker cap/silk pjs combo. Looking good, Dan.

-Prole on the streets, capitalist in the sheets!

Yea being a capitalist in the sheets is not very promising for your partners, I’d put that line back in the drawer.

#aesthetic 

-I’m trapped.. in the desert.. of my own mind 💔

A desert is really too peaceful a metaphor for that 19th century circus you have going on up there, Jo. OH, you know what might help?

-Calling Max for a date???

LOL of course not, that isn’t the answer to anything ever. No, writing your term paper so you can get some scholarship money and we don’t spend our 4th year eating desert snakes!

-I liked my idea way better. Unless you want me to give a call to imaginary Stephen?

UGH FINE damn you. I want it on the record that I object in the STRONGEST of terms. 

-I care about that almost as much as I care about not dating genetic clones of my parents (:

While Jojo is making bad decisions, this guy who is sexily named Wyatt Monif passes by and heartfarts over him! He looks pretty cute but I think 90% of it is that hair which looks good on everyone. Still, he’s about a million times preferable to Max so we need to snatch him up pronto. What do you think, Jo?

-You expect me to account for opinions which you choose to call mine, but which I have never acknowledged.

OH GOOD LORD NOT THE DARCY SHIT AGAIN. Come on, his name is fucking WYATT MONIF. Plus he has great hair. Plus plus he looks nothing like your father. And, most important of all, HE LIKES YOU ALL ON HIS OWN. What a catch! 

-A lady's imagination is very rapid; it jumps from admiration to love, from love to matrimony, in a moment.

UGH

Oh yea, that’s amazing, Max. Can’t fucking wait.

An extremely accurate representation of my level of excitement about this pairing.

Oh nice, looks like the Union tradition of talking about cats on dates is gonna take care of this little problem for me. Tell him more, tell him more, did she put up a fight?

-SHE DID. AND WON.

-THAT’S INCREDIBLE.

GODDAMMIT EVERY KOMEI CLONE IS FUCKING OBSESSED WITH CATS

-Wow, these two really look alike...

Don’t I fucking know it, Obvious Business Major. Also what’s wrong with you girl, you reject Gunther but heartfart over mega-jaw Jojo?

-Well, he looks rich!

Well he extremely isn’t. If he was he could afford a better suit recolor than this atrocity I forced on him.

-Wait, what... There’s 2 of them and they’re getting it on?? Man I need to lay off the shrooms.

WILL YOU TWO CLONE WEIRDOS GET A ROOM YOU’RE SCARING AWESOMELY-DRESSED-RAVER-DUDE

-Ew, the full jock look in 2017? Très passé..

Wyatt I’ve only seen you twice now but I love you already. Amazing name, btw.

-Oh, thank you, well my father is French-

Yea didn’t ask for your life story bro. We need to team up to put a stop to this madness. The means will not be, you know.. completely legal. 

-But of course, mon chéri Jojό deserves the best! He’s such a kind, sensitive soul, I can tell..

LMAO oh Wyatt you’re in for a wild ride. No backsies tho, we’re in this together, till death do us part. And if you’re dating Jojo that might come sooner than expected.

Oh yes, maybe we should, Max... May. be. we. should.

-Wait, why did that sound sinister?

What? It’s not sinister, I’m just saying, you know, maybe we should. Totally random q: apart from Mitch you don’t have anyone who would look for you, right? If like, you know. You disappeared. 

-WTF kinda question is that??

I’M JUST MAKING POLITE CONVERSATION MAX, GOD. PARANOID MUCH? Well, off to class you go! And remember.. Live in the moment.

-So long, my dear, I will miss you terribly! 

-AWWW JOJO-BEAR ♡

BARF. Anyway, you might wanna extend that goodbye a little, Jo.

-Why? We’ll be seeing each other again tomorrow!

Oh yea, sure you will, sure you will, but Max has to go now, we don’t want to keep him from his studies, do we? GTFO ALREADY MAX

Oh look, Wyatt is here now! What an incredible but still plausible coincidence. Why don’t you talk to him for a while? 

-Fine, I GUESS, but my heart’s not gonna be in it. There’s only room for one person in there ♡

Is that person.. yourself? 

-Yes and anyone who sufficiently looks like me! Except my father, of course.

Of course, of course. But you know how these things go, Jo, people leave, or are murdered, spots open up, and before you know it you’re trying to run a store 2 days before Christmas with no staff..

-What on earth are you talking about?

Don’t worry about it. Do hang out with Wyatt some more though!

Later that night, we get an unexpected visit from Gunther’s half-alien art professor. Well, we all knew the road to Gunther’s graduation was gonna be paved with banging the elderly. Welcome to our establishment, prof!

-Ah, Professor, I know a woman of your stature would never approach a student for anything but school-related business, but you’re simply too radiant to resist..

-Oooh, barely legal, I mean Gunther!

Damn Gunther, is there anyone in the universe you don’t have chemistry with? 

-You can tell she was hot when she was younger ♡  

Sure, maybe you guys can go spelunking and look at one of her portraits from back in the day.

-If you come up to my room, I can also massage your varicose veins ;)

Hey don’t give it away, we charge extra for that! 

-Mon dieu, my heart breaks for my darling Jojό, having to grow up in such a family.. I saw le communiste earlier, engaged in unspeakable acts with a statue de Lénine!  

Don’t worry, Wyatt, I can assure you Jojό is nothing like these freaks! Now give us some space, would you? We’re trying to run a business here.

-Where were we? Oh yes, what about this little wrinkle here?

God, so gross. But also, aww! Look at you, Gunther, fully committed to romancing septuagenarians for personal gain, just like your mother before you.. Family values :’)

YAAAS. Once again, hard work pays off. Stay in school, kids.

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AFC Fylde 3 v 1 FC United of Manchester: Fylde away. Sorry should say £¥ld€. Fylde are a club that seem to have a bit of money about them. Theyve occasionally accompanied us as both sides have climbed up the leagues. Wheareas we're not quite sure how far we want to go, Fylde have set there sights on representing a certain region in the professional leagues, and have built sides and a ground accordingly. The last time I saw FC play them away, they were playing in a makeshift ground in a field behind a pub. The new stadium (and it really is a stadium) is quite a change. There is probably plenty about the side that I wouldnt like, but it doesnt quite move me to replace the letters of their side with currency symbols like the Facebook dullards do, and it probably wouldnt be deserved anyway. Speaking of money, this wasnt my choice fixture, it was more out of necessity. The financials at FC appear to be dire, there are plenty of rumours about whether we will see the season out. There was even talk of folding in February. I wasnt prepared to run the risk of not seeing us play one more time before the shit hits the fan. Prior to Christmas, the situation seemed even worse. The new board seemed to need time to come to terms with the damage to the club they had inherited, and the fanscene was extremely divided. Far too much time and effort was put into sniping on facebook, not enough into defining what the club is and how we can save it. Since then, the board has received a vote of confidence, and whilst not all the fundraising ideas since put into action will necessarily stop the gap they are a step in the right direction. Likewise the fans seem to either be getting on better, or simply learning to ignore those that irritate them most. There may still be hope. Anyway, straight after work, I flew to Manchester, and met up with the others in time for a late tea in Rudys. A lovely pizza and a glass of wine and then we went to the Shamrock for a few pints. The next day we had some breakfast at Koffee Pot and then caught an early train up to Preston, watching United on the tele as they beat Reading in a relatively run of the mill cup tie. After the final whistle it was time to move on to the nearest station to Fylde, Kirkham and Wesham. The police were already out, expecting arriving Arsenal fans for their tie against PNE, so they looked slightly confused as a mob of football fans got back on a train. The walk to the ground lasted about 10 minutes, with a stop off at a Polski Sklep for lager and we arrived just in time for kick-off, hanging up our flags and taking up a spot left of the goal. The new ground has a decent away terrace and the FC fans were in fine voice, no doubt helped by us being allowed to take pints into the stand. I cant really remember much from the match, other than that we played quite well. When we got a goal back at 2-0 down, we were very much in it, hitting the post at one stage, but Fylde got a lucky one to make it three (at least one of the goals had a hint of offside) which put a comeback beyond us. Such sharp finishing suggests they probably deserve the promotion spot they currently hold. Up in our spot, the alcohol had well and truly taken hold and everyone (including two board members) was bouncing and twirling scarves even after the final whistle. Eventually the stewards shooed us out, and we headed back into the village. One of our number briefly got lost, appearing later covered in cuts and with ripped jeans. Apparently he had fallen in a bush! The locals were friendly enough in the pubs, so we stayed till late, before heading back into town for last orders. I still don’t know if that will be the last match I get to witness, or whether we will hold on in the medium or even long term. I fear there will one or two unpopular decisions still to come in order to get our overheads down to a realistic level. I know that the club will occasionally disappoint in failing to fulfil certain aspirations we had for it in the place. There is still a very important battle to be fought to prevent us from becoming „just another club“. Yet there is still much to save. There are one or two horror scenarios and decisions where carrying on would be unthinkable for many of us, but those are still avoidable. I’ve very rarely had a bad day out with FC, and too many people (whether I see eye to eye with them or not) need FC for their weekend. Lets hope we can continue turning things around.

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John M Edwards from Madison Indiana

John and I started dating in June of 2012. We met through a dating website (POF) and he looked like the perfect guy. We texted all day and talked on the phone for hours every night. He was so sweet and even though we lived 4 hours apart, he surprised me at the most adorable of ways by sending me flowers or stuff like that. In August I moved to west lafayette since I began attending Purdue University. Between him working full time and having drill a weekend of this month (because he is in the military NG), and me going to school all during the week and working on the weekends, we only saw each other one weekend out of the month. But then, things were great. We constantly had the best time together and shared wonderful memories. We would go back and forth composing every other long sweet texts professing our love for each other and it was like a fairy tale. But I discovered it started to stop sometime in january. And when I brought this to his attention, he'd say it was because he had been busy hanging out with a friend and hed send one afterwards, or he fell sleep and forgot. In March of 2013, I found out that I was pregnant. He was supposed to be set up to Egypt that June, but the day after I discovered, his installation was cancelled and I thought it was destiny. I finished out the session and we have an apartment together May in his hometown (4 hours away from all of my loved ones and friends). I moved down there to be with him and begin our family together. I found an excellent job within 2 weeks and things were going great. Then I began to notice changes. He went out every weekend to the bars with his friends, leaving me home alone with nothing to do and nobody to hangout with or talk to. I couldnt go if I wanted to because A) I was only 20. And B) he didnt need me out in crowded public areas because theres a great deal of dumb drunk idiots out there and somebody could bump into me and god forbid it caused any harm to the baby. Well I started becoming suspicious because he would stay out in the bars until 4am, yet they closed at 3. (and in addition, he got a DUI in July after blowing a .15 and had his license suspended for a month and was put on probation for the next year, yet still went out and drank in the pubs anyways because his best friend was a cop) He'd conceal his phone and take it with him when he went to shower or poop. He kept a lock on his telephone that I constantly had the code , but then he began altering it and any moment I'd ask for this, hed get defensive or make up and explanation. And when I figured it out, hed change it again the following moment. One night I had figured out the passcode to his telephone and I unlocked it. I found he had a snapchat from some girl, so I viewed it, and it was a photo of her VAGINA. Not full blown, however, it was a straight shot of her pants unzipped with panties on. Obviously my mouth dropped and I woke him up right then pissed off asking questions (bad thought. Always stay cool and get your ducks in a row first). Nicely he course played it off and stated that she had been just a an ex girlfriend of one of his buddies and he had no clue why she'd send him something like that and that hed obstruct her. Well I knew better, but of course gave him the benefit of the doubt. He then got another part time job to help save extra cash before our daughter was born and had gone to see him one night and the women were quite friendly with me and knew we were together and expecting a child except ONE girl. Well I discovered they were friends on facebook and she too was shot with a kid. Well I added her and she never approved. Then I saw text messages on his phone between the both of them as if they had been attempting to get to know each other (such as you do when you first start talking to somebody asking for pictures, etc). He told me it was his friend in the office texting her from his phone bc his was broken. I knew that was probably bullshit but when we hung out with this friend one evening, I asked him when john had gone into the restroom and he confirmed it, so I let it go. (turns out that he was covering for him) oh and also the best part was that after I finally found out this, I found out that this particular woman lived in the same neighborhood as us, just a street over!! Well he quit that job soon after because he said he didnt like it there and got yet another part time job working in video. (he had worked there before and left on good terms so they hired him right away). Well he worked up until a few days before our daughter was born and then just stopped showing up and finally got fired bc he didnt need to have to work for thanksgiving. Nicely November 2013 comes and I have my girl, the most beautiful little girl in the world. He was right there with me every step along the way, through the 16 and a half an hour of labour. I had her and he remained there with me that the whole 3 days we had been in the hospital. He seemed so filled with love and security (like a father should have) that I thought maybe hed realize that a household is more important than anything or anyone. He'd taken another week off of work so he could stay home and be there with us I had been on paid maternity leave for 6 weeks from my job. He came straight home from work daily and could stay home every weekend (except the evenings he had drill). Well one day his buddys girlfriend (who'd become my very best friend) told me that her boyfriend (johns BEST FRIEND) had informed her one night which John had cheated on me with a woman named Olivia at the Family Video shop where he used to work. That he was shutting one night and she came and watched him and they had sex in one of the temptations (aisle 4 or something as it had no detectors ) and this happened like a week until my daughter was born. Well I was angry since this was the SAME GIRL that'd befriended me months ahead, and we had actually hung out a few times and she came over to our apartment one day after our daughter was born. I thought it was strange how he sat there on his xbox enjoying his game and hardly ackowledged her, and the way she had been absolutely fine with thumping her boob and breastfeeding her 3 month old daughter (Yes, she had a girl, was a year younger than me, and her babys dad wants nothing to do with her or his child ). That his buddy would never state anything like that and that it never occurred. Well, Christmas time comes along with his buddy (the one whos a cop) articles a standing on facebook stating hes drinking with a friend of his and invites john over. John comments on it and says no he cant (because we were sitting there watching a movie) and his friend comments back and says that his hitler-ette had to calm down and quit controlling him. So I awakened on his buddy and he explained that the only reason john was was because I got pregnant and if I was brighter and had used birth control then I wouldnt even be here right now. So john went on his buddy and actually stood me up and I told him I want nothing to do with him at all and that he is not permitted over at our home or to visit our kid. He complied and his buddys title wasnt brought up again and they never hung out (even though they'd made up with eachother and still texted occasionally). Well in february, this exact same friend of his has been caught red handed cheating on his girlfriend (my now best friend) with some girl for the previous 2 months. Well things happened between those who I say, but now instead of being a police officer, hes sitting for the next 8 years and can have no contact with either of his daughters or his ex girlfriend (my buddy ). Well the night this all occurred, I wake up into a text message saying we had been perfect. They were cheating with (so and so). So I wake john up and tell him what she said and he said that she had been making s*** up to try to break us up since her connection was about to ***. And since I had no evidence, I let it all go. Well I had posted a standing about cheaters and a week later I get an anonymous letter in the mail at my WORK, addressed to me personally, stating (in badly disguised sloppy handwriting) they saw my status and know for a fact that john had cheated on me with atleast 3 different women, and gave titles. And that they thought I must know (and one of the girls names was Olivia, from earlier in my story). This time I didnt mechanically show him my evidence and accuse him. I played it cool and wished to collect everything. So I figured out the password for his verizon accounts and looked in his telephone records and saw a number continuously popping up on there. I printed everything! That night, iIwake around 1 because my daughter started crying and I started to feed her so she could go back to sleep. I discovered it vibrate, but it didnt light up. (he's an iphone) therefore I click on the home button, and it doesnt show anything on the monitor. (keep in mind his phone is also secured, so I cant test it fully because I dont know the password). Well then it goes back, but it was a different vibration than previously and the telephone really lit up this time. I seem and its some remark notification for facebook. So right then and there's when I knew that he had blocked the alarms for texts so I couldnt see (since it shows that the first portion of the message onto the lock screen) so I waited till he finally awakened at 5:30 that morning and went to check his phone, like he does every morning. And I told him to waitand that I needed to sit behind him as he assessed it. He immediately asked why and I said since somebody texted you at 1:30 in the afternoon and the notification did not show on the display so I wanna understand who it is. He immediately got defensive and said no! That he wasnt going to continue doing so s*** and that I have to trust him. That Saturday nighthe went out to the bars and got really drunk, and for the first time in the past year and a half, I went to a bonfire with my pal and two of her woman friends. It was just the four people plus her friends husband and his friend. I requested Johns mother and sister to babysit for a couple hours so I could hangout and have a wonderful time, and they were happy to. Well once I was there for about an or two, johns sister calls me and informs me john found they were babysitting and got really pissed off that I wasnt house with our daughter. So I advised her id be home soon and she said that he was already on his way home. Well then I get a call from john who asks me what Im doing, I tell him Im at a bonfire and he flips out on me and says could O pawn off our kid to somebody else (if it was his mother and sister) and that I was a horrible mom. (yet he had been the one who was piss ass drunk). So I push instantly home and hes sitting on the sofa with his friend, and his mother and sister are sitting on the other end of the sofa with my daughter. I walk in, since the door was unlocked and he gets up and goes into the bathroom (where he began puking his guts out bc thats how drunk he was the same guy that blew a .15 and believed he was absolutely fine to push and hadnt drank so far ). Well his sister and I go out and she explains to me exactly what happened when he got home. He flew into a rage and began screaming stuff and saying how I was nuts if I thought I was going to have the ability to come in the home and blah blah blah. Nicely his sister told him into the stfu and said shes a mommy. shes going to call the cops. Youll go to prison! Stop being an idiot and calm down! . Well we didnt say a word to each other the rest of the night and his friend passed out, and I slept on the sofa. After that day, one of his own friends had called me and asked what had occurred between us bc he saw we werent together on facebook and I told him why and he explained that was actually cheating on me with this one girl, the one he maintained was texting his friend through his mobile phone. And how he bragged about it to him saying oh this woman is texting me and sending me these pics and what not all happy about it. So that next Saturday, while he was at drill, my parents and my cousin came down with their 12 passenger van and pickup and they moved all of mine and my daughters things back to fort wayne to my parents home. He freaked out on me initially and posted a lot of bullshit on facebook to get sympathy from people who had no idea what actually happened, and I filed that Monday for child service and we had our court in july because he didnt wish to agree on more than $200 a month to get support when Im paying $500 per month daily care alone. _Ùªâ I'd post the women that he cheated on me with, but to tell the truth, I dont know all of their names because there were too many to count. They knew we had been hell the whole town did because its a very small city, nevertheless still fIIked around with him. But the moment I began to get suspicious about one, hed drop them and move on to the next. So hes the actual HOMEWRECKER within this story and he deserves to be here and these chicks will get whats coming to them as will he _Ùªâ The one thing I am thankful for throughout this whole mess was my lovely daughter, along with also the fact that besides his lying adulterous ways, he's really a fantastic father to her. Read the full article