#i know totally not in order but inspiration sucks sometimes

[thottyimagines]

What are the Konoha 12’s favorite reality TV shows? You can literally say anything from Dance Moms to Kitchen Nightmares, I just need to know what you think 😭 Love your work btw <3

Thank you!

Naruto loves Jersey Shore Family Vacation, specifically, because he really likes that these crazy party animals have grown up to have wholesome family fun. That they are still crazy and spend entire episodes yelling at each other, just now they sometimes disappear for a while to go hang out with their kids, does not occur to him.

Sasuke doesn't watch reality tv. At least, not after the time he got sucked into a Toddlers & Tiaras marathon and walked away four hours later thinking of Itachi with absolute pity for reasons he still can't quite explain or understand.

Sakura likes watching Bad Girls Club; she takes notes during both verbal and physical altercations.

Kiba is a reality tv connoisseur, and it's not even a little bit because of his sister. He can talk to anyone about their favorites, because he's seen at least a handful of episodes of any show he can get his hands on. If he had to pick, his favorite would be Love Island. Most of his slang comes from there.

Hinata likes Love is Blind, even if it saddens her that her Byakugan would surely disqualify her from ever being a contestant herself. But she would (a) totally never cheat and (b) absolutely never try to be on reality tv, lest she get picked and die of shame.

Shino has been watching RuPaul's Drag Race religiously for longer than he'd care to admit. He watches Untucked, too, because one thing about Shino is that he wants to know the dirty details.

Shikamaru isn't big on most reality tv, but he stumbled upon The Circle and turned watching it into some sort of weird mental exercise on picking apart human social intricacies. He's getting frighteningly good at figuring out exactly how entire seasons are going to play out, down to the order of eliminations.

Ino is a die-hard Bachelor fan. She's weirdly very good at picking out who the winner is going to be by the end of the first night, but Sakura tells herself Ino is just somehow rigging the bachelor fantasy league year after year.

Choji watches Hell's Kitchen. He would never want to be on the receiving end of Gordon Ramsay's ire, but he also feels secure in the knowledge that he'd never be anything but the top dog in that kitchen.

Neji spits on reality tv! What is he, a moron? Anyway, if he walks by Hinata watching Love is Blind, he's lingering in front of the tv with his hands on his hips and a vacant expression on his face until the end of the episode, at the very least.

Tenten likes America's (Konoha's?) Next Top Model, and her favorite episode is always the makeover one. She's equally thrilled by the good and bad haircuts, but looks down on anyone who cries.

Rock Lee is inspired to work hard and be his best by Project Runway each and every time he tunes in. He's never seen the contestants create anything quite so glorious as his Jumpsuit, of course, but it's been a near thing on a few memorable occasions.

[canirove]

Meu Amor | Chapter 1

Summary: "I don't have time for boys, Taylor. Especially not football players. I want to make the most of this opportunity. Who knows the doors it can open for me."

"The ones of Rúben Dias' house are already open" she says with a smirk.

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When an unexpected promotion at your job as a journalist for Sky Sports, may end up not only changing your professional life, but also your personal one.

Author's note: I got the inspiration for this story while watching a basketball game and seeing a Spanish journalist who is married to one of the players. She has to work during many of his games, sometimes even having to interview him, and both of them always are super profesional.

The idea of writing it with Rúben is all thanks to my friend Ana (hi 👋🏻), who has been obssesed with him since the end of last season, and sending me photos and videos daily. You can thank her for it 😅

Thank you very much for reading, and I hope you like it! 💜

Next chapter

Masterlist

“Ok, guys. I’ve got good news and bad news. Where should I start?”

“Bad news always first.”

“John had a fall last night while training, injured his knee pretty badly, and will be out for the rest of the year.”

“Oh my God, is he alright?”

“He is in a lot pain, but he is having surgery today. He told me not to worry, that he will be fine. But as much as it sucks, his bad news lead us to the good ones. One of you will be covering for him, and the lucky one is… Taylor!”

“Me? But what about Manu? Shouldn’t he be the one covering for John since he is his assistant?” Taylor asks.

“I was going to tell you once he came back from his holidays, but nevermind. He has accepted an offer to join the Champions League team. It’s less work, and that way he can help at home.”

“So that means that Taylor and I are the new John and Manu?” I ask.

“Exactly. Congratulations girls! Your first game will be the Manchester derby. Hope you enjoy it!”

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“Relax, girl. We’ll be ok and totally nail this, trust me” Taylor says, putting a hand on my leg and trying to make it stop moving.

“Oh, I’m not nervous. Well, maybe a bit. What I am the most, is excited” I reply. We are finally doing pitch side work, and I can’t wait.

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I finished my journalism degree two years ago. While most people knew the field they wanted to work in, I wasn’t sure, I liked too many things. But one day, after seeing a female journalist covering a football game, I said to myself: maybe I can do that too. I sent a curriculum to Sky Sports, and God knows why and how, they called me back.

I expected to spend most part of my time doing things for others, from getting coffees to ordering files. Just as you see on movies. But to my surprise, they had me join the Premier League team as an assistant.

During my first year, I helped transcribing the notes others took during games, turning them into articles for the website. They were articles about the smaller teams, those only their fans care about, but I was writing and my name was there.

One day, one of the guys I worked with had to cover for someone from the Big 6 team, aka, the most important clubs in the country, the ones everyone watched on tv. It was a Manchester United – Liverpool, and we weren’t watching it from home. We were at the stadium, sharing our spot with journalists from all around the country, seeing it all first hand. And I fell in love with it. This was what I wanted to do. To actually live the games and share that with those at home.

For some reason, Taylor read the article I wrote that day, asked around… And the following week I was working as her assistant and becoming part of the Big 6 team. I wasn’t writing anymore, but just being by her side during meetings and helping wherever I was needed, was enough. An all this was finally paying off, making me go back to Manchester and to the actual pitch side.

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“I’m going to the bathroom before we start. Can you make sure everything is ready and that no one ruins our spot?” Taylor says.

“Sure, don’t worry.”

We are at the Etihad, Manchester City’s stadium, the game starting in 20 minutes. The players are already warming up, and Taylor should be doing her live in just a bit. After that, we’ll stay close to the benches, taking notes during the game, reporting back during the halftime, and doing the interviews once the game is over.

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“Taylor, where are you?” I mutter, checking my watch for the 10th time since she left. If she doesn’t come back soon, she’ll miss the live.

As I turn back to look at the pitch and make sure that everything is alright, I see a guy just in the middle of our set. Great.

“Excuse me, sir” I say, walking towards him. “This is a tv set, you can’t be here.”

Nothing, he doesn’t move. He is typing on his phone, the world around him gone. I let out a sigh and try to talk to him again, this time closer. He is way taller than I expected, and his back is huge. Like two times mine. No, maybe three.

“Sir. Sir, this is a tv set, you must move” I say, raising my voice. But nothing. “Sir, please” I say again, touching his arm. Even though he is wearing a jacket, I can feel his bicep. And just as his back, it is huge.

“Oh, hi” he says, starting to turn to look at me.

“Hi, sorry” I say, my hand staying on his arm for longer than it should have. “This is a tv set and we should be having a live any minute now. You must move somewhere else.”

“Yes, yes, I’m very sorry” he replies, his eyes fixed on me.

“Ok, thank you” I say, clearing my throat. Why is he looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?

“Mr. Dias, hello!” Taylor says behind me. Finally! “Such a pity that you aren’t able to play today.”

“Yeah, I know. But please, I already told you. Call me Rúben” he says. Do these two know each other?

“Yes, my bad. Sorry. Could we get you for a halftime interview? Are you watching the game from the VIP area or here next to the bench?” Taylor asks him.

“Yes, of course. And I was going to watch it from upstairs, but I’ve changed my mind” he says, looking at me.

“Oh, great. Then if they give us green light, we’ll see you later.”

“Looking forward to it” he smiles.

“Who was that?” I ask Taylor as I watch him leave. Though before he completely disappears among the crowd, I see him turning around to look back at me, giving me another intense look from head to toe, one that makes me blush a bit. Or a lot.

“Rúben Dias.”

“That’s him?”

“Of course that’s him! You are the most thorough person I know, you check every single detail, and you didn’t recognize him? Him? Last season’s best player?”

“You know Manchester City isn’t my cup of tea” I shrug.

“And Chelsea isn’t mine and I still know all their players faces. Anyway, you should start to pay more attention to him. You’ve definitely caught his” Taylor winks.

“Me? What? No!”

“He only had eyes for you! And he looked at you on purpose when he said that he had changed his mind about from where he was going to watch the game.”

“That was just a coincidence.”

“That was not a coincidence and you know it.”

“That… Ugh, Taylor, we are here to work, not to flirt with players. And we have a live in…” I say, checking my watch “2 minutes! C’mon, we need to get ready!

“Fine, fine” she says, rolling her eyes.

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“He fancies you.”

“Taylor, please don’t start again. My head hurts” I say, closing my eyes and trying to find a comfortable position on my seat. We still have an hour left until the train makes it to London, and a nap would do me wonders.

“But it is the truth! He is super serious with his job, something he has in common with you. And he always gives his 100% and puts all his focus on it, even if he isn’t playing. But today? Today he couldn’t stop looking to the side, to where you were. And during the game, I also caught him looking at you a few times.”

“He was just probably looking at the pitch, at his teammates.” Though I must say I also looked at him a few times, and he wasn’t paying attention to the game. He was looking at us. At me.

“Seriously, girl. One of the hottest guys on the Premier League only had eyes for you today. You should be ecstatic!”

“I don’t have time for boys, Taylor. Especially not football players. I want to make the most of this opportunity. Who knows the doors it can open for me.”

“The ones of Rúben Dias’ house are already open” smirks.

“I’m serious, Taylor. You’ve been working for longer than a decade. I haven’t. I need this to work out.”

“I know. And I’m sorry. I promise I won’t play matchmaker anymore and will focus on our job. Unless he sends me a dm asking me for your number or something. That’s the only exception.”

“Fine” I say, giving up. “You need to tell me how you two met, tho.”

“We’ll leave that story for another day. Now try to rest, I’ll wake you up when we make it back to London.”

And as I close my eyes and try to sleep, my mind chooses to relive everything that has happened today. Especially the moments that involve him. Rúben Dias.

[snailsgarden]

Heya! I hope your day/night is going wonderfully! :>>

Just to clarify and reassure I have read your pinned post and everything mentioned in it!-, I just like to do this as I find for myself that it just makes me feel a bit better but anyways-

I was hoping to be able to share some ideas with you but I completely understand if you don't vibe well with them and or just simply don't feel like writing them as that's totally understandable although if you do like this idea I have many more that I'd love to share! <33, these would be specifically for head cannons or one shots whichever writing style you'd most be more comfortable with really! (人 •͈ᴗ•͈)

I'll start off now :)

My first idea is For a Yuri x shy f!reader/nb!reader // witchever you'd more so prefer! //

the reader is a new student who showed up prior to the festival and was basically nudged by their family to join a club in order for them to get out of their shell as they're very timid and introverted? So as they saw that the literature club needed new members they decided to join that one!, After introductions though they mostly keep to themselves and don't exactly like speaking when it comes to sharing poems as they stutter a bit? Although as they enjoy tea they end up spending more time with Yuri than the others and vibe the most with Yuri's writing style/calm demenor secretly she inspires them as the reader decides to write a poem about her!-and shares it with her although nervous about it?

Basically they are kindred spirits who find comfort in each other! <3

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OH I LOVE THIS CONCEPT SO MUCH

deeply sorry for the delay, but here is your request!!

and don't worry about it, I'd actually love to know your ideas!

and I hope this is good<3

— BOUND TO FALLING IN LOVE..

☆ summary: you hand her a poem written about her.

★ type: hcs + a short drabble!

cw: no pronouns mentioned for reader, romance, I suck at writing, yuri and reader are both obviously inlove and very shy about it, the ending sucks.

at first, she'd be shy around you since she's shy around new people.

you only started talking more to eachother when she was serving tea for the group

she could see a lot of herself in you, and that really had drawn you to her

she really didn't mind your stuttering (because she does aswell sometimes)

and she would always compliment your poems, also indulging a bit of her own style in them..

she feels so comfortable next to you, and you both really complement eachother

...

"and..i wanted to share this with you", you say as you hand her your poem.

you've been thinking about it for some time; yuri really inspired you and, in a sense, attracted you to her with her comfortably quiet and calm demeanor, always being so thoughtful and polite to others which only had drawn you more and more to her as time passed

hanging out in the club, reading novels together, enjoying some nice tea, intently listening to her as she rambles about her interests (an attitude that you thought was very cute, specially for how shy she gets when she realizes she's been rambling and, of course, you reassured her on it)

she looks at you, then at the paper in your hands as she starts connecting the dots and, of course, blushing at the way you looked at her oh so longingly.

carefully but also a being a bit eager, she takes the paper in her hands, starting to read it.

you feel a bit anxious as she does so, with many thoughts rushing through your brain.

will she like it? what if you did any spelling mistakes?! maybe your handwriting is illegible.. is she blushing???

her eyes slightly widen as she stars reading, her heart feeling warm as soon as her eyes lay upon those sweet, sweet words on the paper.

she's more than grateful! flattered! so happy about the poem!

as soon as she finishes reading, she starts smiling at you lovingly, which makes your heart skip a beat.

"this poem, it's so beautiful. i love your way of writing, the form of speech and.. do you really think of me this way?" she says.

you look at her and the only thing you want to do is hug her. kiss her and, of course.

confess your love for her, even though it's obvious, the both of you are too oblivious to it.

"I do", you say "you are amazing, and such an inspiration to me, yuri."

she can't help but be surprised..

she inspires you? how?? when?? why????

and then, you start listing it.

the many ways that she inspires you.

the way she speaks, her writing, her smart vocabulary, how she's so beautiful, polite, how she's comforting to be around, her advices on writing, and honestly everything about her

she's never felt so happy.

[madxwonderland]

GET TO KNOW THE MUN.

what made you pick up the current muse(s) you have? I've told this story before but long story short, I was obsessed with the game in middle school. I had a total Alice in Wonderland phase. I started RPing in high school with just oc muses. But then in 2011 I saw other people doing canon characters from different fandoms so I thought I would try writing Alice. I just fell in love with her and had so much fun making her my own character. It's hard to believe that I've been writing her for 13 years.

is there anything you don’t like to write? Smuts not really my thing. I mean I will write it but I'm not good at it. I love reading it, when it's well written and fits into a plot well, but I suck at writing it.

is there anything you really enjoy writing? All things horror! Anything just dark and fucked up is my vibe. I also love anything action and fantasy and lots of angst.

how do you come up with headcanons? I'm always being inspired by other games, books and movies. Honestly I don't have a process. Things just come to me and I'm like "oh that fits Alice!"

do you write in silence or do you play music? It depends on my mood. Most of the time I have a movie or a show on. A lot of the times I like having music too. I gotta have background noise when doing anything.

do you plan your replies or wing them? A bit of both! Like the above answer, it depends on my mood. Sometimes I'll read a reply to a thread and don't write mine right away and just think about it all day and come up with an outline in my head. Other times I'll just come up with a reply on the spot. That's why my activity is so sporadic.

do you enjoy shipping? Yes! Though it's not easy with Alice since she's demisexual and is heavily affected by her past and that makes it hard to trust people. But I am always wanting her to find some sort of connection.

what’s your alias/name? Mad

age? 30

birthday? July 12

favorite color? Purple and green

favorite song? Wait For It - Leslie Odom Jr. (from Hamilton)

last movie you watched? The Tutor

last show you watched? Law and Order SVU

last song you listened to? reckless driving by Lizzie McAlpine

favorite food? Mashed potatoes

favorite season? Fall

do you have a Tumblr best friend? Oh man I've had so many through the years. Like I said, I've been here for a long time. Sadly all of my partners and besties have moved on with their lives. Currently I don't have a singular bestie. I have a lot of friends on this blog and my others that I love RPing with and talking to outside of tumblr!

tagged @mxlevolence (speaking of besties <3)

tagging @kylo-wrecked @bewitchingbaker @scftheartiisms @whyscserious @hauxtedbeauty

[mayadoesfandomstuff]

Goddd why is the internet so tiring sometimes like it's a poll about CATS!!! Why the fuck are you trying to push your weird anti-minecraft cringe culture beliefs on it and even more just parroting whatever the fuck you've heard from twitter in order to paint all minecraft youtubers as "problematic" just because there was some problematic people in the genre like hello???

There's assholes in every demographic yet somehow because this one cat is owned by a creator who makes content for a genre you don't like, he MUST be problematic and therefore his CAT too

It's genuinely upsetting and honestly such fun polls gets sullied by shitty people who just hate anyone who dares touch one of the most popular video games in the past decade because of a couple of bad eggs in the community. They don't even have to have interacted with these bad eggs, they just have to have just so happen to make videos about the same video game as them.

Scar BARELY has anything to do with most problematic content creators and yet he and his deceased cat still gets dragged by people who find minecraft cringe and hide it under the guise of thinking any and every minecraft youtuber is simply problematic therefore it's okay to harass them and their fans and spread hatred towards their pets ackshully.

He is legitimately one of the most wholesome minecraft creators in the platform that had constantly inspired many disabled people because of his positivity and his frankness about his experiences with both his physical and mental disabilities and experiences with the medical industry, both positive and negative. All of this doesn't matter though because he plays minecraft so he must be someone who agrees with problematic minecraft youtuber man #34 so he's definitely problematic even if I don't know anything about him. And his cat, Jellie, regardless of how you feel about Scar himself or if he is worth redeeming just because he plays minecraft with his friends, gets thrown under the bus for simply being the pet of this creator because she's just some rando cat of a minecraft youtuber so of course I should also hate her. Oh she died? Well sucks to suck because she's still some youtuber's cat. How problematic of her.

This also happened in other polls like the one from a few months ago with Jimmy being shitted on by outsiders from the fandom to the point that the person who was running the poll had to remove him because of the harassment that they were receiving. This is despite the fact that Jimmy is genuinely one of the most inoffensive minecraft youtubers out there who actively scolds his friends for even making light innuendos whenever they play. "Being bad at video games isn't being doomed by the narrative" says the fans of TTRPG youtube series which is based on game strategy and random chance and has some similarities with sandbox games. And of course, he's also problematic because he plays minecraft. Nevermind you don't actually known anything about him, his character, or the story that people are referring to. He plays minecraft therefore he is problematic.

It happened with other polls like the trans swag poll where people were so giddy to misgender REAL LIFE trans people (not just the characters they played) just because these other fans' FICTIONAL blorbos were up against them in the polls. They would assume any and all people who had ever created minecraft content are cis simply just because of, again, some bad actors that they had or had not associated with in the past. It doesn't matter if they had not spoken about or even actively denounced this bad actor either, they played with that person once upon a time so therefore misgendering them isn't transphobic guys I swear! They're just cringe problematic cis people they couldn't possibly be trans! and if they are they're the bad kind of trans so it's totally cool to misgender them!

I'm not even asking people to like minecraft youtubers or change their minds about perpetuating this new kind of cringe culture but just questioning what is it that makes the term "minecraft youtuber" make these people just assume the worst, and, even further, resort to VILE comments and behavior that border on outright bigotry? Why is it that seeing "minecraft youtubers" make these people think that harassment and hatred sent to the fans and even just the poll makers is justified regardless of the actual stance of the person that had brought them up? Why do these people think that it's appropriate or even funny to make jokes about dead pets or to jokingly misgender trans people just because they're associated with the term "minecraft youtuber"?

I don't know

This won't be rebloggable

I'm tired

[laureleikirsch]

Cards Against Humanity Tarot Readings

Hello heathens!

The intense, soul-crushing boredom of working in manufacturing led me to the idea of doing tarot readings with the Cards Against Humanity base deck, so... let's fuckin go!

Base Guidelines:

Submit a question! This can be through asks (anon is A-OK), direct messages (anon can be requested), or comments/reblogs.

Tell me how many cards you'd like me to "read"! Each black + white card pairing counts as 1 card. Right now, I'll only do 1-4 cards.

I don't know how much (or if) I'll interpret these. They might not need interpretation, or you might get paragraphs.

I reserve the right to decline requests or re-draw cards if the individual cards or pairings are too awful. It's CAH, so there's bound to be some... interesting? answers, but I still have limits.

Tips are welcome but entirely optional! That said, I might put tips towards expansions for fresh requests if this takes off.

New Tip Incentive: Still totally optional, but if I get $10 in tips I will literally Tumblr Blaze this hot mess and get it sent to random people. Try me.

Sample readings and additional rules/guidelines I've set for myself will be below the cut~

Sample Readings:

What should I have for breakfast? (test draw)

Image depicting Cards Against Humanity cards on a heavily-stickered background. The black card reads, "What's that sound?" and the white card placed on top reads, "Dick fingers."

...in which the Cards tell me to suck a dick for breakfast.

2. What is the dark side of my personality? (submitted anonymously)

Image depicting three sets of Cards Against Humanity cards on a heavily-stickered background. The first card combination, representing the Maiden, features a black card reading, "I get by with a little help from ___" and a white card reading, "Darth Vader." The second card combo, representing the Mother, shows a black card reading, "What's that sound?" and a white card reading, "Announcing that I am about to cum." The final card combo, representing the Crone, includes a black card reading, "What's Teach For America using to inspire inner city kids to succeed?" and a white card reading, "Not wearing pants."

The Maiden: In your current state, your dark side comes from thriving on sympathizing with / taking inspiration from pop culture villains. Whether it's the edgy bad boy everyone wants to save or the badass queen you wish to emulate, it's your Villain Era and you're going to make the most of it.

The Mother: Society tends to look down upon letting your freak flag fly... but once you reach the Mother phase of your life, your dark side won't let you succumb to Society's rules. You will actively embrace hedonism and reach fulfillment through it.

The Crone: When you enter your Crone phase, your dark side will fully abandon traditional societal propriety in order to achieve your goals... many or all of which will center around the betterment of your fellow humans. The end will justify the means, but you might offend some curmudgeons along the way.

Additional Rules/Guidelines (for me):

I mentioned above that I may re-draw if the cards are a little too much. This includes permanently removing individual cards from the deck if they, by themselves, are an Issue. I don't know every card in the base set, nor am I going to sit down and thumb through all of them... if the cards deal me something revolting, though, they'll be sent to the shadow realm.

I'm going to do my damnedest to make sure I don't publish pairings that're revolting, but sometimes I'm clueless and/or not processing at full power. Please feel free to send me feedback if something I publish shouldn't have slipped by!

I'll be following the tarot practice of using cards that "jump out" of the deck... however, this happens a lot because I suck at shuffling, so if too many cards "jump out," I'll have my wife, dog, or cat choose which to use. If you have a preference, please let me know!

If you have specific triggers or aversions, let me know and I'll screen against those as best as I can.

I currently have the 1-4 "card" limit, but if you want to pitch something different, go for it! I'm always up for considering more silly ideas. (I also have access to a fair amount of Magic the Gathering cards and online directories for them that allow random card draws, as well as various dice and coins...)

UHHHH I think that's it? I'll probably add any updates through reblogs since all of this is under a cut.

[bisluthq]

But it wasn’t inspirational? She’s said she had writer’s block the whole time and we know that then she started fucking other people and she only went into studio when she started seeing Joe. Sharing stuff about that would be SORE and UPSETTING and like it’d all be “well this just was a bad fit and sometimes I miss that salad you used to make us and the weird face you made was cute but also btw you’re lowkey a dick” not like “I REMEMBER IT ALL TOO WELLLLLL” yk? Like we know she’s told Selena not to share over personal stuff dude like that - it’s hard to talk about and even harder to share with strangers - makes way more sense than “she didn’t write about him in order to piss him off” lmao.

But like it didn’t have to be necessarily on reputation I could’ve been on all the previous ones. It’s doesn’t make sense to say “She had already moved on” since we have songs like I forgot that you existed that talk about past situations like Kanye and Kim shit. She did move on obviously but that doesn’t mean she can’t write songs about them after. She wrote Holy Ground about Joe J and it’s on Red.

Well IFTYE could be about Calvin too fwiw like 🤷🏻‍♀️ and there are obviously shades of the Calvin breakup in Happiness and even DBATC dude like idk what you’re wanting lmao there is no ATW 2.0 about that kind of situation, it’s very personal and sore, you can’t compared Joe J and Calvin like they weren’t comparable relationships 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

It’s not “she’d already moved on” it’s “she’s not a character” and sharing things like “I miss your cooking and your goofy face but you totally sucked and really hurt me and I’m sad we didn’t work out but also I’m happier since you’ve gone” is not necessarily something you want to tell the whole world and you shouldn’t need to.

[tired-teacher-blog]

My baby 💓 how you’ve been? How does your heart feel? Anything exciting these days? I stumble up again to Please let him be happy by pencap, haven’t read that beautiful poem in years until a couple of days ago and I thought about to this: 1. Someone I love(d) so much who has ideals too high on masculinity has weight him down and emotionally distance him from other people in order to keep appearances. It’s how I felt talking to his ego at the time, and 2. You, your work, because that’s how I feel to it with the beautiful words and overall theme on softening your lover who’s everyone look up to, trying to give them peace and tenderness and protect them from a moment of the harsh world.

I thought it might cheer you up. Your last answer gave my face the full red, thanks for the natural blush ✨ I’m happy to have this friendship with you, you’re also so close to my heart my baby.

I’ve been mostly fine, I’ve been listening to asobi seksu a lot lately and quiet lights by the National, I’m not a big fan but the opening lyrics breaks my heart a little bit. I’m trying to write more but I only let the ideas float and never actually connect the sentences, you know? I feel like the feelings are too many, too caught up in my throat —in my hands— I just lost my voice, I can’t say much, I’m pretty messy at talking as you can see. Anyway, I’m better at cooking now that I can buy any ingredient I want, I’m happy, also I’ll also get a tattoo this month so I’m pretty excited, I’ll be my first though I don’t plan to have many more, I like to keep it simple y’know? I’m scared it won’t turn out well (not for any reason in particular I’m just nervous)

Hey, I love you so so so much, don’t forget it, ok? I hope this finds you well and if you’re not I’m still here, you’re too precious to be left alone my heart. -🏹

Babyyyyy I'm so happy you thought of me when you read that beautiful poem ❤️ I haven't read it in so long so thank you so much for reminding me of it.

I totally agree, quiet lights lyrics make me so emotional too.

No no babe you are not messy at all don't say that please. I told you before that you have such a beautiful mind and that the prompts you send me sometimes inspire me 😍 but I understand exactly what you mean about having so many ideas and not being able to express or write them down. When I have those moments, I try listening to some music and just close my eyes and allow myself to relax a little, it usually works. You can also write those ideas as they are, they don't have to connect together or to make much sense. Even if they're just words that popped into your mind, write them down and don't worry about connecting them. That way you'll have a visual aid of what's going on in your brain, then you can start connecting the dots little by little.

Oh I'm so proud of my cute little chef 🤩 I honestly suck at cooking hehehe I only know how to make simple meals, nothing too fancy or complicated 🥲

Oh tell me more about the tattoo 😍 like where exactly on your body is it going to be? And what are you getting? I love tattoos, I don't have any myself but whenever I run into someone who does I just can't help but stare at them hehehe.

I'm doing so much better babe and you are a part of the reason why I'm able to smile today. I've been receiving so much support and encouragement from amazing people here (and you are one of them) and I will never forget that as long as I live ❤️

I usually get summer jobs because I go back to teaching in September so I try to fill up my free time, but I decided to rest this summer and not take any jobs, so I'm basically going to be relaxing all day long until September.

I love you too sweetheart more than you know so keep that in mind and remember that I'm always here for you 😘😘😘

[talkingtothetallman]

Dear future Jack

Hey, Jack. It's me, Jack... from sometime in the future. What time that is all depends on when you read this. Not important now.

What is important... in fact what is MOST important... is this: you're doing great my man. I know life can be plain sucky, believe me I know. But remember that Jesus Christ is in control. Remember that you need to surrender all areas of your life to Him. It's a daunting task to be sure, but one that is worth every striving breath. Don't forget that. Plunge even deeper into Jesus. Trust me, if you think you're trusting enough, you're probably not. Jesus reigns, so live like it!

That's the really really super duper very much important stuff to remember, hence why is was first. But if you are needing more, here are some extra pointers I figured I'd throw your way:

Love your wife. Give her all the rubs and scratchies she wants and needs. Listen to her and try to not always fix her problems. Accept her for who she is and always tell her that you love her (as if you don't do it enough already). Keep reminding her how utterly sexy and beautiful and amazing she is, because isn't she so (the answer is yes you dingbat)? As Del Griffith said, "Like your work, love your wife."

Give your kids your precious spare time. If they want to play outside, just suck it up and drop what you're doing, no matter how important it is to you, and go with them. Talk to them about life, about manhood and what it is to love Jesus. Don't be afraid of the important topics... chances are they are just as scared about it as you are. Tell them you love them so much, and remind them who loves them more! Teach, lead, and shepherd them, just as Jesus would. They are worth more than anything that the Lord has blessed you with. They are a truly precious gift!

Use that camera! But also, it's okay if you don't always use it. It's a hobby and that means it can be done whenever. As stated above, take time for your kids, but also take a little time to use your camera in a peaceful setting so you can create the beautiful photographs you love. It's okay to try and make a little time to flex your creative muscles. But don't feel like you have to grab your camera out of your bag! There will be seasons of inspiration and that's totally fine. Not every photo has to be your best, so focus on honing and improving your craft to become a better photographer. And don't stop having fun with it!

Slow down at work! Your body is incredibly important and it's okay if you work a little longer hours in order to protect your body for the long term. Believe me, I understand how hard it is to slow down. Dude, sometimes it's okay not to be competitive, especially when it comes to beating yourself. Don't be lazy, but don't kill yourself either. Work hard, but also work smart.

Keep fighting the good fight. Last one, I promise. Don't give up in the fight for holiness. When you fall down, pull yourself back up again and get ready for battle again. Don't give an inch to the enemy, or he will take you a mile. Keep your thoughts focused on Jesus, not the fleeting worldly pleasures that so easily can tug you away from the Lord, the One who bought you. Stay in the Word, meditating on it and seeking to remember it in the hardest of situations. Don't let your guard down. Be a warrior for Christ!

You got this my guy. The Lord has already accomplished incredible things in your life, so continue to trust in His faithfulness. I leave you with 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18:

"Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you."

Later skater. Keep it classic. - Future Jack

[boss-poss]

The real failing of Starfield is that none of the characters or even the scifi elements are interesting. I could not, gun to my head, name a single character from the main explorer faction and right now I can't even remember the name of the organization because all of it is so bland.

Early on you get saddled with a lady I only know as the whiny white woman. If you aren't doing the main mission for her faction she tells you to get back to it. Everything from stealing, to exploring, to even opening certain doors will get you chewed out by her. You also can't get rid of her until you give in and complete the quest so if you want to explore of look for loot you'll be front row for her griping. She's also functionally useless in combat.

After that you meet the space cowboy. He's exactly what you're imagining right now. In fact, he's so utterly unremarkable that I kept wondering why this random npc was following me before I remembered that yes, he's a main companion, and yes, I'm currently doing his quest. Luckily you can get rid of him like 20 minutes if you work fast.

There's also the tough woman, who you meet in a cave and kill some mooks with. Her deal is that she's forward and likes doing her own thing. Fuck authority am I right? Oh, but you better do what the space society says because.

And it's just not the "main" faction either. The pirates, as wacky and violent as they are, are still just generic caricatures. The good guy military faction has absolutely no one of note. I even took the feature that gives you parents because I wanted to know what that entailed but it's just a couple of npcs that sort of look like you who just tell you how proud of you they are.

No one feels like an actual character, they feel like the starting point for a writer to build one. The only reason I didn't immediately ditch the space explorer's guild to go be a pirate from minute one was because their missions give boatloads of xp and I was hoping maybe, somewhere in the faction quests was a reason to care. So far, there hasn't been one. Greed it is.

As far as romance goes, well, I'd rather stick one of the (totally not halo forerunner) artifacts up my ass and let it vibrate my prostate to goo than engage with any of the available loose collections of uninteresting character traits. That one sort of falls on BG3 because of how far they pushed the envelope with video game romance but still it's not good.

But that's just the characters. The science fiction itself is like if someone saw like a dozen episodes of the expanse out of order during a sunday binge and used that as inspiration for world building. The guns are by far the best part, with some interesting designs that make the combat the most fun aspect of the game (sometimes). The ship building is admittedly amusing and lets you create to your heart's content but ultimately it only exists to ferry you around, store your stuff, or be used for space battles, which is but a small portion of the game and fairly rare unless you seek it out.

The game's not without style though, I'll say that much, there's a number of cohesive looks and aesthetics that you find throughout that are pleasant to look at but unfortunately they all feel like something from fiction circa 2014 than anything in the 2020s. Even the gritty, utilitarian parts like the pirate base or industrial sectors just don't have the grimy vibes that the alien franchise did so well.

Bethesda managed to suck all the fun out of roleplaying a character too, and instead gives you a boring, generic scifi sandbox that actively forces your character into the same shitty archetypes that the other characters espouse. Character responses are, if anything, worse than FO4. There at least your character would sometimes say something silly or intense out of the blue but in Starfield you get around 3 of the most generic responses you can imagine that only serve to progress you along a conversation path or give you useless information.

A prime example is the pirate quest where you have to infiltrate a star liner full of rich people and acquire some dude's credentials and maybe steal an award. The ship has murder detecting sensors (yes, that is what you are told) so you're encouraged to play it like a classic Bethesda murder mystery type mission. The problem is that there aren't really any alternative options to reach your goal. Talking to non-quest npcs is pointless and in order to get the award you have find out whose in charge and then just walk up and demand she over the key to the safe it is in. On a cruise filled with security. You are then supposed to, I shit you not, convince this woman to give you the key by telling her things like "do it or it'll end bad for you" and "Come on, I want it!" to which she happily hands it over if you pass the check. I spent about 3 hours trying to find an alternative to the speech check but came up with nothing and luckily managed to squeak by after many attempts. Even worse, on the way out I killed the prick with the credentials after I got them because he was an asshole and it softlocked the mission because I had already made a deal with him to get them (the only other option was fighting the entire ship) and by killing him it changed the mission objective to something I couldn't progress because the guy was dead, I couldn't take the item off his corpse because I already had it, and you can't remove quest items from your inventory. I also tried to just hand off the item to right guy directly and skip the step but it wouldn't let me. This forced me to reload a save and redo the entire mission again.

Ultimately, my 40 or so hours I've played so far have been a blur outside of the looting and ship building aspects and I'm not far enough into the basebuilding yet to really comment on it though I doubt it's going to be much better than FO4. My slim hope is that any DLC and update passes will add enough to make it worthwhile but I highly doubt that will help. The last chance it has is the modding community but until the GOTY edition and a few years worth of mods are available, I doubt much is going to change. It's a pity too because there are nuggets of potential in there, they're just buried under some of the most uninteresting characters and story I've yet seen.

[shina913]

Intersect, Part 3 | KNJ

Intersect, Part 3

Definition: To meet and cross at a point; To share a common area

✫✫✫Intersect Masterlist✫✫✫

Pairing: KNJ x fem!reader; MYG x fem reader

Rating: M (🔞), NSFW

Genre: Office!AU; enemies to lovers; fluff; angst; smut

Word count: 4.8K+ words

Warnings: office banter; excessive cussing; secret office romance; unrequited love; explicit sexual language; cheesy pickup lines; praise kink; protected/penetrative sex; fingering; breast/nipple play; slightly(?) rough sex; hints of oral sex (F-receiving; mentioned once); dirty talk

Summary: You hate him, he hates you. You were both fine staying in your own lanes--until you're forced to work together on a make-or-break project for your company.

A/N: So--Grammys Yoongi would not let me rest and attacked me from all sides. He basically just wrote all of the content for this update! Also, the next few chapters will contain scenes heavily inspired by (actually, some directly lifted) from the movie, Someone Like You (2001). It's a fun, albeit cliché, rom-com but one of my faves! I just thought it would be cute to incorporate some of them in this storyline because I just live for Joon and YN's bickering! If you know the movie...ssshhhh no spoilers!

❤️, comment, reblog, or send me feedback! 📩. I love hearing from readers (whether you liked it or not so much). Thanks to all who have read the first two parts, and sent me messages!

My taglist is open as well so just reply to this post or DM me and I'll add you.

“I had a really good time tonight.”

“I did, too.” Yoongi says.

You were walking back to your apartment from the subway, after your dinner where you talked about the most random things. Based on the publications and conferences you’ve attended where he’s been a guest speaker, he seemed like such a serious and intellectual person who was only interested in talking about whatever they were currently studying–or something much more boring than that. In reality, he was funny, quick-witted, and had an affinity for dry humor, which you found charming.

“You know, Yoongi…I–I have to confess, you’re not at all what I expected.”

He furrows his brows in curiosity. “Meaning?”

“I don’t know…This is going to sound really weird but I thought you were totally unapproachable and closed off. I haven’t met many people in our field who are as outgoing and just…normal as you are.”

He chuckles. “I know most of us are huge nerds. We get sucked into a study or a topic and it’s easy to isolate yourself from everyone else just to get these theoretical questions answered. But to address your query–I’m just like anybody. I enjoy socializing–to a certain extent,” he laughs. “And…I crave good company as much as the next person–not just because I’m conducting an investigative study on a certain demographic.”

You laughed at that…it was a research joke.

“I think sometimes that’s what’s missing in some of our studies…it’s way too much thinking and calculation. We tend to forget the human element, you know? Especially, feelings and emotions.”

Your brows quirk at his last point. It’s exactly what you’ve been advocating for when you decided to dive into this area of study. Math and science had an underlying predictability. But the emotional aspect is typically left out or not even considered because that would make the work subjective. And in your line of work, most clients prefer objectivity–they want things in black and white–no gray areas–especially for government contracts. They just want to know where the money is going, if it’s doing what it’s supposed to do, and if not, what do the numbers say that they should do?

You nodded. “I couldn't agree more with that. I think that we put way too much stock on objectivity when in fact, we, as researchers, have our own biases. So–I’m not sure how you can just completely extricate yourself from that.”

“That’s a cycle that I’ve spent most of my career breaking. Just–the whole point of, we get the job order, collect that data and conclude that you can do options A or B–and leave it up to the client to decide,” he shrugs.

“But it’s so much more than that, isn’t it? The fact is, there are real people whom we’re interviewing and studying. They shouldn’t be treated as random tallies on a sheet.”

“I like where you’re going with that, Miss Jeon.”

You stopped at your building’s front entrance, keys already on-hand.

“It’s something that I try to instill within my staff as well,” you smiled proudly as you stood there, facing one another.

He stares at you in awe. “Where have you been this whole time? I feel like we could have collaborated on so many good things.”

You chuckled and shrugged your shoulders. “We just needed to wait ‘til the time was right, I guess.”

He took a couple of steps towards you–he was…inappropriately close but you weren’t moving away nor stopping him.

“Well, I hope you’ll forgive me if I can't wait for the right time to do this.” His lips land on yours. They were incredibly soft and plush as they moved against yours. You sighed softly into his mouth as he briefly slipped his tongue into yours–just to get a quick taste before he pulled away.

Screw Namjoon and his stupid Employee Handbook.

You tried not to sound too breathless. “Would you like to come up and see my cat?” You suddenly blurted out.

Yoongi furrows his eyebrows in confusion. “I beg your pardon?”

You try not to panic. “I meant, coffee. Would you like to come up and have some coffee?”

He gives you a gummy smile. “Sure, coffee sounds good.”

Once you unlock your security gate and walk through the front door and into your kitchen, you start to grab a couple of mugs and call out to him over your shoulder while you sort through some K-cup pods.

Unaware, he saunters behind you.

You’re startled when you find him standing next to you. Nervously, you ask, “Uh–I have a couple options here–just tell me what kind you like?”

“I like anything full-bodied,” he says in a dangerously low tone.

Your lips twitch. “O-okay. Brew temperature?”

He moves in closer. “Hot.”

Your heart was pounding now. “Sweetener?” you ask breathlessly as he closes the gap between you.

“Mm–don’t need it. Not around you,” he says before he crashes his lips into yours, pressing you against your kitchen counter. His tongue caressed your mouth in a slow, sweeping motion that had you leaning closer for more.

Things escalated quickly and you moved into your bedroom.

It wasn’t long before you felt the back of your legs hit the side of your mattress.

He lowers you into it, keeping his lips locked on yours. Feeling his full weight on you turned you on like you couldn’t describe. His hands snake up your thighs as you moan into his mouth.

Be careful whom you fraternize with.

You gasp then recoil abruptly from Yoongi.

“A-are you okay? Did I do something wrong?”

The fuck? Why is his voice in your head at this moment?

“If-if you changed your mind, that’s totally fine. Just say so,” Yoongi says reassuringly as he caresses your cheek.

You shake your thoughts away. “N-no. I meant, no, I haven’t changed my mind. I want this. I just wondered if you’d be okay with switching it up?”

He regards you with renewed interest. “Switch it up, how?”

You pushed up against him and shifted slightly until you had him pinned to your mattress. You sat up then straddled his hips, the motion hiking the bottom of your slip-dress up your thighs.

His eyes, filled with want, drank you in while you sat on top of him. “Well, alright then,” he bites his lower lip.

He watches as you pick up the hem of your dress and bring it up and over your head, tossing it to the side, leaving you with just your lingerie on.

He sighs softly as he slides his tongue across his bottom lip.

“You have way too many clothes on, Mr. Min,” you point out.

“And what should we do about that?”

You curled all ten fingers onto his shirt and with one swift move from you, he watched his buttons fly all over the place.

“Much better,” your lips curved into a smile.

His hunger for you rumbled and it wasn’t long before he sits up to kiss you again–more aggressively this time.

He pulls away for a moment only to take his wallet out of his back pocket to retrieve a foil packet from it before sealing his mouth over yours again.

You barely feel him reach behind you to unhook your bra then quickly slipping it off you. He leaves a trail of wet kisses down your neck and to your sternum. With a slight bend of his neck, he ran the tip of his tongue over your nipple in a slow, teasing flick which elicited a harsh gasp from you.

He didn’t give you time to process before he fully wrapped his lips around your breast, sucking hard.

“Ah, fuck,” you breathed out, your body almost tipping over from pleasure before caught you, tilting you back into his arms before shifting to your other breast, giving it the same amount of attention.

Your clit throbbed and practically begged for some kind of friction that you started, grinding your hips against his cock–which you could already feel was straining from how hard it felt underneath your still-clothed core.

Sensing your impatience, mouth still sealed on a nipple, he slides a hand between your legs. His fingers slips past the lacy material and starts to rub between your needy folds, making you cry out hoarsely.

You could have cum right then–it really has been that long.

“I can’t wait anymore, Yoongi,” you whined.

He pulls away from your chest only to slip two fingers into you. “Tell me what you want, YN,” he asks gruffly.

“You. I want you in me now,” you said a little too desperately, grinding your hips against his fingers.

He watches your face contort in pleasure while his digits continue to pump in and out of you. “You’re so wet,” he whispers before he nips at your bottom lip.

“Yoongi–please…I want you to fuck me.” You barely recognized your voice as you begged him to put his cock in you.

He withdraws his hands slowly to lift you slightly off him. You take the opportunity to shed your soaked panties while he unzips his pants and rips the foil packet with his teeth.

You climb up on top of him again just in time to pull his cock out, taking the condom and slipping it down his length. His eyes roll to the back of his head as he drags out a deep moan while you pumped him slowly.

“Do you want to ride?”

You gave him a small nod as he rested his hands on either side of your hips while he lays flat on the mattress.

He guides you while you ease yourself down onto him. He closes his eyes and flexes his hips to meet yours, filling you, stretching you, as he exhales.

“You feel so good,” he murmurs as your walls clench around him.

You rise again, taking more of him in, feeling a little too drunk with the power you currently had–watching Min Yoongi slowly coming apart beneath you. You place your hands on his shoulders for support until you take him to the hilt.

You started to roll your hips slow–getting used to the sensation of him filling you. He counters your rhythm perfectly in sync—all thought and reason out the door. You pick up the pace and it wasn’t long before you were completely lost in pleasure.

He sits up, hands moving up from your hips to your arms, keeping a firm grip on them shortly before he withdraws slightly then thrusts into you sharply, causing you to cry out.

Your head lolls sideways and back, as he fucks in and out of you. My god, he does that so well.

You open your eyes, stare down at him, your breathing ragged, and he’s staring back at you, eyes blazing.

“So fucking good,” he mouths.

“Yes,” you rasp.

He groans loudly, closing his eyes again, tipping his head and leaning it against your forehead.

“I’m so close,” you managed to say between pants.

“Yeah? Are you gonna cum all over me?”

“Hmmmmfuck, yes…don’t stop,” you mewled as you clenched even tighter around his cock.

“I can’t–too good…” he stutters as he continues to thrust his hips against you.

Seeing Yoongi undone is enough to tip you over the edge. You cum audibly, collapsing on top of him.

“Ahh, fuck…” he groans as he finds his release, holding you still.

Your cheek is nestled on his shoulder, catching your breath, trying to get your pulse back to normal.

He smooths your hair, and his hand runs down your back, caressing you as he calms his own breathing.

He lifts you and eases out of you. You wince as he does. After he discards the condom, he leans forward and kisses you softly.

“You’re amazing, you know that?”

Sitting up on your bed, you tilt your head slightly and gaze up at him, your expression skeptical. As he stands in front of you, he sees the look you give him and frowns. He bends down slightly towards you and nuzzles his nose to yours.

“I mean it. You are amazing, YN,” he says again, his tone emphatic.

You smiled as you felt something shift within you. You had to pinch yourself. Suddenly, this man–someone whom you had admired, revered for years, was in your bedroom in all his post-sex glory. It was as real as the sweat that beaded on his forehead.

You kiss him gently and let yourself fall into him.

******

The following morning, before stepping out of your apartment, you tugged at his wrist.

“Listen–about last night…not that I have any regrets or anything,” you began.

He straightens out, waiting for your next thought.

“I hope this doesn’t complicate things for us at work,” you ask tentatively.

“Why would you think that?”

You exhaled sharply. “I guess you could say that some people like to keep things strictly professional, you know?”

“I have no problem keeping things professional,” he says matter-of-factly.

This placates you. “Okay. I just wanted to put that out there–”

“YN, what we do during our private time is nobody’s business. And it shouldn’t be–that’s why it’s ‘private.’ I like spending time with you and I hope you feel the same?”

You gave him a small smile.

He took it as a good sign. “Okay.”

“I just don’t want it to be a whole thing at work, you know?”

“I understand what you mean. And I want you to know that we’re on the same page. Okay?”

“Okay.”

“Now…do you know of a good place to get some breakfast around here?”

You chuckled. “Yes, in fact, I do.”

******

“I’m so sorry about your shirt,” you giggled.

You were coming off a high after a quick bite to eat at the diner around the corner from your place. You decided to take the long way home–just to extend this time with him a bit more. You walked side-by-side, with his arm around your shoulder and your arm around his waist.

“I mean–” He glances down at it. It was only done up halfway since you had ripped off the top three buttons.

“They never really had a chance to begin with,” he chuckles. At least he had a jacket on–or else this walk would have been more scandalous than intended.

Just then, you passed a thrift store and looked over to find some dress shirts for sale.

“Hey, let’s get you a new one,” you said, motioning over to the display rack.

“What?” He laughs. “You don’t think this is a good look?”

“It is, but–” you bit your lip, trying to rein in your thirst. “We wouldn’t want you to look like you’re doing the walk of shame, right,” you teased as you picked up a black, pinstriped, collared button-down off the rack.

He eyes it for a second. “Alright then,” he says as he takes his wallet out.

“No, no,” you stopped him. “I got it,” you smiled, walking into the store and paying at the register.

He gets into a dressing room, puts the shirt on right away and you both walk out of the store, hand in hand.

“Thank you,” he utters as his arms wrap around your waist, pulling you closer to him and giving you a quick peck on the lips.

“You’re welcome,” you said as you smiled through your kisses.

Somehow, out of the corner of your eye, past Yoongi’s shoulder, you spot somebody familiar.

You suddenly withdrew your hands from Yoongi’s chest and gently pushed him off.

“Shit, just act normal,” you mutter under your breath.

“Huh?” Yoongi is utterly confused.

“Good morning!”

Yoongi whips his head around to find Namjoon pulling up his bike. He stops by the curb, next to where you both stood while balancing his bike with one leg planted on the ground, eyeing the both of you.

“Hey,” you and Yoongi said at the same time.

“Please don’t let me intrude!” Namjoon says with a sly grin plastered on his face–his obnoxious dimples front-and-center.

“No! Not at all,” you exclaimed a little too loudly. “We were just uhh–” you point and turn to Yoongi while you scramble to find the right words.

“We–I mean–I just ran into him at this store,” you stuttered and chuckled nervously. “I happen to live right up here and was taking a walk…and, and then I saw Yoongi browsing through some shirts here. He looked like he needed some help,” you explained unnecessarily.

“Yeah, uh–I guess looked desperate for a woman’s opinion after all,” Yoongi randomly says, trying to figure out where you were going with this.

“And we got to talking and he just told me that he also happens to live in this neighborhood– which I absolutely had no idea whatsoever! Who knew?” you babbled further.

Namjoon just stares back at Yoongi then back at you.

You cleared your throat and gave Yoongi a look. “Anyway, Yoongi, didn’t you say that you had a thing? That you were going somewhere?”

He hesitates for a bit. “Y-yeah. Yes–I do. It was–great running into you, YN.”

“I-It was great running into you, too, Yoongi. A-and you too, Namjoon. Have a great rest of your weekend,” you stammer before Yoongi walks away.

“See ya,” Namjoon says to Yoongi before turning his attention back to you, giving you a knowing smile.

You try to scramble to save the situation. “What a coincidence, huh? First, I run into Yoongi and then you happen to be biking around this neighborhood, too? Such a small, small world!”

“Uh huh,” he says smugly.

Fuck. The jig is up and he knows it.

You exhaled sharply. “Fine. So we’re kind of seeing each other. Happy?”

He doesn’t say anything and just looks at you, his shoulders vibrating up and down from the laugh that he was trying so hard to stifle.

You groaned. “We’re…not necessarily telling anybody at the office, okay? And I would hope you’d keep this to yourself for the time-being?”

Namjoon snorts then looks away briefly. He clears his throat and looks back at you.

“What? What are you thinking?”

He shrugs his shoulders. “I’m thinking the same thing you are, YN. How you and Yoongi will live happily ever after with your matching Hyundais and goldendoodles,” he says condescendingly while he cackles.

Afterwards, he shifts his weight to get back on his bike and starts to pedal away.

You were seething. “Did you have any friends growing up?!” You yelled out at him.

“Better hurry–I think I see him waiting for you around the corner over there,” he calls out over his shoulder as he rides away further.

******

Director-nim Celina, is quite the accomplished woman. She looked young for her age but she’s had a lot of experience under her belt.

She received her Ph.D. from Yale and after a few years working as part-time lecturer at local universities and shifting from one policy research firm to another, she finally built up her own capital and started her own firm.

It helped that she had already built up a great reputation in the field so once she found her footing, other great minds didn’t take long to join the company.

One would think that when you worked in this field, you were constantly behind-the-scenes like a hermit so you didn’t have to worry much about the way you looked. It’s statistics and research, for chrissakes!

But not Celina Choi. To promote her firm in its early stages, she had to look and dress the part.

She wore her dark tresses short, which stopped right above her shoulders. She always looked like she had walked straight out of a salon with a blowout.

And though she didn’t put heavy makeup on, she frequently wore a bold lip. Fire-engine red, tangerine, oxblood, magenta—it was her signature, so to speak. Anything that would draw a listener’s attention to her mouth was a good strategy for her.

She wore tailored pantsuits, sheath dresses, pencil skirts—for a woman in her 40s, she could give the younger ones a run for their money.

She worked the annual conference circuit and networked to no end. She strategically partnered with larger firms as a subcontractor and managed to lure out other talents from there.

Some people might think that she was playing dirty by poaching their best researchers from them but Celina’s pitch was simple: come work with me and not for me.

It was the same pitch that she used on all of her recruits–one of which was currently in deep conversation with her in her office.

You stood a ways down the hallway with your ankles crossed over the other and tried not to stare at him while they spoke but it was hard to pry your eyes away from him, especially after memories from the weekend plagued you all day.

He stayed over til mid-day Saturday after you had breakfast at the diner around the corner from your place—leaving only after he ate you out and fucked you in the middle of your kitchen.

When Celina turns away from him to retrieve something from her desk, he glances at you through the glass wall. As if reading your dirty thoughts, his lips curve into a slow, sexy, almost devilish smile.

You smile back at him, suddenly feeling hot under the collar before he turns his attention back to your boss, who was trying to show him something on her tablet.

“You look pretty happy there.”

His deep voice startles you and knocks you back to reality. “Why? You got something against people who are happy?”

“Not at all,” Namjoon grins sarcastically. “As long as you’re not stepping on anybody’s toes.”

You leaned in, pouting mockingly. “Aww…do your toes hurt, Namjoon?”

He chuckles then lowers his voice. “You wish you could climb up on me and step on these toes,” he says to you.

You gasp at the comment, taken aback for a moment then suddenly burst out laughing.

He cocks an eyebrow at you. “Should I take that as a ‘no’?”

You puckered your lips and hummed. “It’s more of a–’Thanks for the offer, but not if my life depended on it,’” you hissed.

“Well, if it isn’t my top team managers!” Celina exclaims as she and Yoongi approach you and Namjoon, halting your bickering.

You both straighten your postures and smile innocently at her like students trying to act perfectly behaved in front of the principal.

“So, I’m just checking in to make sure that the proposal is ready to go to the client soon? I know the deadline is not optimal since it’s the same week that we’re supposed to go on our company retreat–but I’m confident that if anybody can pull this off, you two can. Am I right?”

“Yes!” Namjoon says.

“Oh, totally,” you replied.

“Good! Also, I want to get a final look at it once I get back from the annual conference—which, Yoongi, so graciously agreed to assist me with. Nothing like showing off our new rockstar to attract the cream of the crop to our firm, huh?”

You and Namjoon nod in agreement.

Celina turns to Namjoon. “You’re going to this year’s retreat, right?”

“Yes, I am,” he confirms.

“Okay–just making sure because you’ve skipped the last two. It would be nice to have 100% attendance there, especially with senior leadership.”

“You can count on it, Celina.”

“Excellent. And, YN–are you up for defending your Office Olympics medal this year? I know Jin would love to take a crack at it again since he took the silver medal last year,” Celina says.

Before you could answer, Namjoon jumps in. “Not if I have a say in it.”

Celina’s lips curve into a slow smile. “Oh-ho-ho…looks like we’ve got a great matchup! I almost forgot that you won gold in those previous years, Namjoon.”

You interjected before he could agree. “That’s only because I wasn’t with the firm yet,” you addressed him directly.

He scoffs and narrows his eyes at you. “Is that so?”

“Oh yeah. You’re up against some stiff competition, Kim Namjoon.”

“Alright–let’s save all the trash talk for the games, huh?” Celina tries to intervene and steps between the both of you. “But I love the competitive energy! See, this is why I put your teams together. You’re both just so into it! I love it! I want to feel the same level of passion when I do the final read-through of your proposal.”

You both nodded, biting the inside of your cheek. Celina then turns her attention back to Yoongi as they finalize their plans for the upcoming conference. “So anyway, I was thinking—we should strategize which lectures we’re attending because I think that it would be more efficient…” she trails off as they both walk away from you.

Yoongi steals another glance from you and you give him a small smile in return.

Out of the corner of his mouth, Namjoon clears his throat then lowers his voice to almost a whisper. “You know I won’t take anything from you lying down.”

You grinned cockily. “You wish you could take me lying down,” you mumbled back to him.

His jaw ticks and a low growl escapes his chest as you flip your hair and back away from him, clearly pleased with the effect of your last words.

Part 4◥

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[theminecraftbee]

inspired by @/betweenlands’s post here... may i present: is x in stuffed bird the asshole, as of about chapter 10-ish? (the query is above the cut, the answers i found best below the cut)

[image ID: “AITA for...

Am I the asshole for kidnapping a guy to help me kill my brother?

Let me explain myself. I recently got away from the company that created me after they screwed up and caused the apocalypse. Yeah, the company's THAT kind of place. My brother was the favorite there, and sucked up to them all the time, and always acted like he was better than me, so I wanted him dead. If I killed him, I would be totally free from the people who always hurt me, you know? And he's so perfect at everything, and I hate him for that.

The problem is, since it's the apocalypse, it was pretty dangerous to go places, and besides, I'm also a monster, and it causes problems sometimes. Luckily, I heard about this guy who works for the company that made me that's immune to the apocalypse making him a monster. I figured I'd go find him, make him help me get to my brother, and then kill him to somehow make a cure (haven't really thought out how that would work yet but obviously there has to be some way, right?) I don't know how to drive, anyway, and having another guy with me makes fighting monsters easier.

 I didn't think I'd have to feel bad about it. After all, the guy I'm kidnapping helped cause the apocalypse, and also worked for the people who made my life a living hell. However, as we've been traveling, I'm realizing he actually seems to have really bad anxiety, and he keeps on helping save me from monsters too? He deserves to cry, but also I sort of feel bad about it, so. AITA?” /end ID]

all of the answers come in three sets: one that will always rate NTA, one that will always rate YTA, and one that is trained on both options. they are listed in that order.

[image ID: the first set of answers.

NTA: “NTA. You aren’t a mind reader and it’s possible you’re over thinking this. It’s also possible that he isn’t as immune as you think he is. Just keep an eye out for any strange behavior and if it continues, leave him behind.”

YTA: “YTA. Get a car, find your brother on your own time.”

Split: “YTA - you aren’t a killer, you just want to be one.

Don’t go after this guy, don’t take him to your brother, just walk away. I can’t imagine the guilt you would feel if you not only killed someone, but helped cause the apocalypse in the process.” /end ID]

[image ID: the second set of answers.

NTA: “NTA - you are a human being and as such you have the right to do as you wish, even if what you wish is to kill your brother. You were put in a bad situation but that does not make you a bad person.”

YTA: “YTA. A lot of factors are going to have to align for you to be succesul in this attempt, I don’t care how much you want him dead and it doesn’t matter if he is a “perfection” compared to you. You’re also an asshole for taking advantage of his anciety”

Split: “NTA. He’s a human being with feelings and flaws like everyone else. You’re not fucking him, he’s just helping you out. You’re doing the same thing to him. The fact that he’s immune to the virus doesn’t change the fact that you’re a horrible, horrible person for doing this. But, then, probably, you already knew that.” /end ID]

[image ID: the third set of answers.

NTA: “NTA. He was a willing participant in his own destruction. Kill him and be done with it.”

YTA: “YTA

In an effort to get revenge on your brother you kidnapped and brainwashed a person. The end goal is to kill him which will then free you from the influence of those above named “people who always hurt me”. You are a child and need help very badly or else I fear for your mental stability in the future.”

Split: “YTA

WFT. You’re planning on killing someone, yourself, and you don’t even know how to drive? How are you planning on getting to your brother if you don’t even know how to drive? How are you planning on dealing with your anxiety if you don’t even know how to drive? WTF.

Note to self: if I ever get the urge to kill someone, I’m not going to do it. I’m going to kidnap someone and force them to kill my brother for me.” /end ID]

[image ID: the fourth set of answers.

NTA: “NTA.

But dude. You’re seriously considering letting that guy into your truck, setting out across the country, and then promptly killing him so you can make a cure? You have no fucking plan whatsoever, and each new encounter with a zombie or other monster just makes your determination to off him that much stronger.

Just... Stop. Right Now. This is a bad, bad idea.”

YTA: “YTA. So you decided to take a guy that’s been through worse off than you, who has anxiety and probably PTSD from what sounds like a nightmare of a job. And then you want me to congratulate you for having the audacity to think this would make things better? YTA big time.

You’re not helping him at all by bringing him along with you, besides the fact he’d likely be dead either way in your eyes are focused on your revenge.”

Split: “NTA

You kidnapped a man, intent on making him help you to kill your brother.

You are a living nightmare.” /end ID]

so in conclusion... it appears that the people of fake reddit indeed think that x is the asshole! also that he should learn to drive,

[ofstarsandvibranium]

Swipe Right

Fandom: Marvel

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Summary: Bucky has been your neighbor for a few months now, so he likes to think you two are friends. Which is why he thinks you're the best person to go to to help him get back into the dating scene.

AN: inspired by one line of dialogue from the first ep of Falcon and the Winter Soldier. lol also, FALCON AND THE WINTER SOLDIER EP 1 SPOILERS!

Bucky felt lost. Well, he's always felt lost ever since he suddenly came back along with have of the world's population. He was pardoned by the government and now a civilian. He was going through therapy to deal with his 70+ years worth of trauma and trying to navigate his way through the modern world. Everything was new and exciting but also overwhelming and exhausting.

His therapist encouraged him to date and make friends. So that's what he did, or at least, tried to do.

He considers you a friend. You live in the apartment right beside him, gave him a friendly smile and helping hand when he first moved in. You two chatted when you'd run into each other in the hall or in the laundry room. You were nice, attractive, funny. He honestly thought about asking you out a few times, but you were his friend, his only friend it seems. So he couldn't ruin that. Therefore, he resorted to online dating.

He signed up to a bunch of dating websites and apps: eharmony, match.com, plentyoffish, tinder-SO MANY. Why are there so many dating apps?!

He's scrolling through his phone, so overwhelmed by the different pictures and information. What does DTF mean???

He scowls, tossing his phone onto a pile of dry laundry he should be folding. You enter the laundry room with a chuckle, "Everything alright?"

He glances over his shoulder and sees you. He immediately smiles and faces you, "Hey, um, yeah," he gestures to his phone, "Just, um..." he lets out a sigh and asks, "Do you know anything about dating?"

You look at him curiously and reply, "A little. Why? What's up?"

"I'm just," he nervously scratches his head and places his hands on his hips, "I'm trying this online dating thing and it's...a lot."

You can't help but snort, "I feel ya," you give him a reassuring smile despite your heart dropping to your stomach, "So, uh, what sites or apps are you on?"

"Um...all of them?"

You snort again, "No way. Let me see your phone." you hold out your open palm to him and he places his phone into your hands after unlocking it. You swipe through his apps and your brows shoot up to your hairline, "Well it's not all of them , but it's definitely a lot." you look up from the phone to Bucky, "Can I give some advice?"

"Please, I'll take anything you can give me," he replies desperately.

You hop onto the washing machine and hold up his phone, "Okay. These apps are usually for the older crowd. Like thirty five and up, so if you're not picky about age, feel free to keep these. Now, these apps are what the younger generations use. Tinder is usually for hook ups, one night stands and all that. Not many people take Tinder seriously. Bumble, is a level up from Tinder. You'll find people who are more serious about finding a relationship with also a mix of people looking for something casual. Hinge, I think, is a level up from Bumble. You don't see people's typical lame ass bios, but their answers to some fun questions, what kind of relationship they're looking for, if they smoke or do drugs, etc. Also, I'm not sure if you know this, but you can change the age range on all of these apps. So instead of having it from 18 to 50, you can narrow it so 25 to 35 or however you want."

You look at Bucky and see his brows are furrowed in...concentration? Confusion?

"Was that too much? Do I need to slow down?"

He shook his head, "No, no, that's not it. Um, thanks, Y/N," he shoots you a grateful grin and you smile back, "No problem, Bucky." You see the gears turning in his head and you ask a question, he might be scared to ask you, "Do you want me to help you find some potential dates?"

"Will you?" he asks in that same desperate tone from earlier.

Again, you put on a smile, despite your breaking heart, "Sure!"

You tap on Hinge, double checking on his preferences, and then going to the main page.

"Oh! Look here. She's a single mom, but she's also a nurse. On the weekends, you're most likely going to find her wine drunk and watching movies with her kids. She has pets. She'd like to have more kids some day. She sounds nice. How 'bout it, Bucky?"

"Sure. She-She sounds good."

"Cool! So you tap on the heart on whatever thing on her page. So let's like her....answer here. If you want, you can comment something, but if not, you just forward it and hope to see that she'll like you back and you can start messaging her! Also, it looks like some people already like you! So you just tap on this icon here and you can scroll through the different people who've liked something on your page and it's up to you if you want to make contact or not."

Bucky hums and plucks his phone from your hands, "Wow. This-Thanks Y/N. This really helped."

"No problem, Buck! If you ever need more help, just let me know!" you hop off the washer and proceed to start up a load of laundry. You mind running back and forth about how you should shoot your shot, but you were too afraid of ruining the friendship you and Bucky have.

______________________

Bucky: Hey

You: What's up?

Bucky: can you come over? I need more help with this online dating situation.

You: sure!

You let your phone fall to your side with a sigh, Bucky has been asking for your help with his online dating for two weeks now and while you're always happy to help him, it just sucks seeing someone get his attention that you wish you had.

You roll out of bed, not caring about how you looked and exit your apartment, knocking on Bucky's door.

He swings open to reveal him in a tight blue henley and some black jeans, "Hey!" he shoots you a grin and moves aside to let you in, "So, um, this girl, Janine. We've been messaging for a few days now and she wants to meet up. Is that too soon? And where should I take her? I've," he pauses to chuckle to himself, "I haven't dated since the forties so..."

Despite your feelings for him, you knew Bucky deserved to be happy, especially after all the shit he's gone through.

"Hm, well, what kind of vibes are you getting from her?"

"Vibes?"

"Yeah, um, what feelings do you get when you talk to her? Do you feel happy? Do you want to get to know her more?"

"Uh, yeah, I suppose so. I think it'd be nice to meet her in person and get to know her more face to face."

"Then yeah, take her out. But since it's your first time meeting her in person, it should be something casual. Low key, no pressure. A decent restaurant or a bar is probably best."

Bucky nods, "Yeah. Okay. Um, do you think you could help me pick something out?"

You can't help but laugh, "Bucky, I'm sure whatever you choose to wear, you'll be fine."

"Okay. Thanks, Y/N," he slowly wraps his arms around you for a hug, but not too tight in case you're uncomfortable. You surprise him by hugging him back, giving him a little squeeze, "You're welcome, Bucky."

It was Saturday and you didn't have work. You friends asked you to hangout with them, but you didn't want to. You wanted to stay holed up in your apartment, wallowing because Bucky would be going on his date with Janine tonight.

You're mindlessly watching tv , curled up on the couch. You turn your face into the pillow and scream in frustration. You should've just asked him out when you had the chance, but now that chance is gone.

You groan as you roll off the couch and head to your balcony. You just need some fresh air. You push up your window and climb onto the metal balcony. You sit on the outdoor chair you have there and stare up into the night sky. The stars are twinkling, the moon is shining. It looks like a perfect night for a date and here you are, alone.

"Hey-"

"AAAHHH!" you scream by the sudden appearance of Bucky on his own balcony. You're staring at him wide eyed, hand on your chest.

Bucky couldn't help but laugh at your expression, "Sorry."

You shake your head and stand to meet him, "It's fine. What're you doing here? I thought you were on your date."

"Yeah, uh, turns out Janine didn't, what phrase did you use once, pass the vibe check?"

You snort, covering your mouth as you giggled. Bucky's smile grows at the sound and you pull yourself together, "Um, yeah that's it. But I'm sorry."

He shrugs, leaning against the railing, "Honestly, it's okay. I don't think the online dating thing is really for me. I think I'll probably stick to the old fashion way: meeting in person and asking them out on a date."

"That's understandable," you say with a nod.

"So how 'bout it?"

You look at him confused, "How 'bout what?"

"Do you wanna go on a date sometime?" you give a look of surprise and Bucky immediately adds, "But I totally understand if you don't want to. I just-you're nice, and beautiful, and funny I thought maybe-but we're friends so I totally understand if you don't-"

"No, no. Bucky, I just-I'd love to go on a date with you."

"Yeah?" You nod and he holds out his hand, "Come on then."

You give a nervous chuckle, "What?"

"I picked up a pizza after that disastrous date. We can eat and watch a movie. Casual and no pressure, right?"

You look from his striking blue eyes to his outstretched glove hand. You reach out to place your hand in his but then pull back, "Wait. I should probably change."

You step back to head back into your apartment, but Bucky grabs your hand, "You don't have to. You look great."

You chuckle and begin to climb from your railing to Bucky's, with his help, "Alright, Prince Charming. I expect to be wooed tonight."

"Of course you do, which is why I ordered pizza from your favorite place and I'm letting you pick the movie we watch."

"Bucky Barnes, I could kiss you!" you exclaim thoughtlessly but then you realized what you just said. You shook your head and began to ramble off excuses, "No no! I mean not now! Now that I don't want to kiss you. You're very kissable. Not that I imagine kissing you or anything it's just-"

Bucky leans in and gives you a little peck on the cheek, "I don't kiss until after the date's over, doll. So will that suffice for now?"

You could feel your cheeks heating up as you nodded and squeaked out, "Yup!"

He chuckled, taking your hand in his again and leading you to the couch where the pizza was waiting for you.

[marauder-exe]

Prompt List #2

Welcome to my biggest prompt list ever

if you wanna request something from this list, just use the character and ‘ prompt 34 from prompt list #2′ thank u!

Theres like 200 so be wary

Angst

“I love you ! Is that what you wanted to hear ?”

“I love him/her, and I know that I shouldn’t.”

“Can you just shut your mouth ?”

“wHY DO YOU KEEP LYING TO ME ?”

“We both know that I should walk away, but I can’t.”

“Wait, he/she has a girlfriend/boyfriend ?"

“I lo—-” “No, please… Don’t say that. You love her/him, not me.”

"Could you just take this pain away ? It hurts, so much… Help me.”

“You’re safe here, I got you.”

“Don’t ask her out again, please… You’re killing me, every single time you ask that.”

“Look, he/she wants you, just make him/her happy.”

“If you go, I’ll know that you never loved me.”

“We never were just friends, and you know it.” “I know it, but you deserve someone better than me.”

“SHE WAS CRYING BECAUSE OF YOU!!!”

“You love me like I’m the person who actually deserves your love.” “But you are the only one who deserves it.”

“I know for a fact that you’re not “fine”.”

“You’re looking at me like.. you’re disgusted. What did I do? Just tell me what I did, please!”

“What happened between us?”

“Nothing has changed!” “Yes it has, and you know it.”

“Love isn’t supposed to hurt this badly.”

“You said you needed space. You were 5,000 miles away for a year, and you’re still unsure. I’m starting to think that an entire universe apart wouldn’t be enough space for you.”

“I remember when he/she/they used to look at me that way”

“I want you to list every lie you ever told me. Then I’ll forgive you.”

“I don’t hate you. I hate that after all of this, you’re still trying to lie to me”

“I can’t keep this secret for you anymore.”

“I’m sorry I’m not what you signed up for.”

“Why she/her/them? It could have been anybody, and you chose to betray me with her/him/them.”

“This will be the last time you lie to me.”

“You never loved me, did you?”

“You made me miserable and I still loved you.”

“Everytime something goes well, I momentarily forget how much I despise you.”

“We’re never going to have a happy ending, just remember that.”

“Don’t pretend like you’re not happy to see me like this.”

“Your mind must be a horrible place.”

“Hand me the gun and I’ll kill him myself.”

“And I thought you loved me."

" And I thought I loved you."

" Aren't you even going to cry?"

“I didn’t expect you to wait forever. I just hoped…”

“Did you always know that you were going to leave?”

“If you cry, I’ll stay, and if I stay that will just give you another reason to hate me.”

“I’m addicted and at this point I don’t think anything could make me stop.”

”If you wanna know, then ask.”

“You never asked because you knew I wouldn’t tell you what you wanted to hear.”

“We grew apart, and at this point I’m glad.”

“Find somebody else to kiss your ass.”

“When are you going to stop clawing for something that’s never going to happen?”

“What you’re doing is going to kill you one day.”

“It was easier to believe that the you I knew was dead than deal with the fact that I still have to see you every day.”

“What you’re doing is going to kill you one day.”

Fluff

51. “You’re hair is really soft after you wash it.”

52. “Ssh. Stop fussing. I’m just braiding your hair.”

53. “You smell really nice.”

54. “Would it be all right if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you.”

55. “I might have slept with your robe when you were gone.”

56. “If you steal the blankets, I am going to put my cold feet on you.”

57. “Here, let’s share the blanket.”

58. “You’re comfy.”

59.“You are very endearing when you are half-asleep.”

60.“But I want to hear you sing.”

61.“Don’t get up - I’ll do it.”

62.“Care to give me a back scratch?”

63.“I think I love you.”

64.“Your bed head is really cute.”

65.“How about a kiss?”

66.“You made this for me?”

67.Aw, you’re blushing.”

68. Uh oh, I know that look. What do you want?”

69. “Let me help you with that.”

70. “I don’t want to forget this moment.”

71.“Are you really flirting with me right now?”

72.“I like the way your hand fits in mine.”

73.“You have something in your hair, umm… Do you want me to get it out?”

74.“It’s nice that your voice was the first thing I heard today.”

75.“This movie is really scary, but you’re into it so I’m trying not to cover my face the whole time, but- WHAT IS THAT?”

76.“Wait, don’t pull away… Not yet.”

77.“Half the time I get too embarrassed to say anything”

78.“No, it’s fine.  I can wait until you’re done talking to them.”

79.“No, like…. It’s just, I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.”

80.“You’re a big piece of inspiration for this, honestly.”

81.“I’ve been trying to get ready for like an hour and a half, because I know you’re going to look so good and I need to try and match up.”

82.“I wanted to say “I love you” for the first time without stuttering, but that failed.”

83.“My friends get so annoyed by how much I talk about how sometimes.”

84.“No, mom, don’t tell him/her I said that about him/her!”

85.“I can’t get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now you’re having breakfast with me in my sweater.”

86.“ You are so beautiful — So fucking beautiful. “

87.“And just WHERE do you think you’re putting your hands?”

88.“Wow, you look even better in the daylight.”

89.“I don’t remember ever having this many hickeys. But I don’t mind.”

90.“We could order pizza and just stay like this all day.”

91.“It was always you.”

92.I love you in every possible way.”

93.“I didn’t mean to love you so much.”

94.“Don’t you hurt a single hair on his/her/their head.”

95.“Duck, you idiot!”

96.“Hey. Pal. I’ve got a wand and I’m not afraid to use it.”

97.“Shh, you’re safe. I won’t let you go.”

98.“It’s not a double date. We’re just third and fourth wheeling.”

99.“Look, I know we don’t know each other that well, but I’m still worried about you. No one deserves to be alone.”

100.“I remember practicing how to ask you out in the mirror..”

Sarcasm

101.“Define normal.” 

102.“Do I get bonus points if I act like I care?” 

103.“Just remember if we get caught, you’re deaf and I don’t speak English.” 

104.“Don’t look for any redeeming qualities. I don’t have any.” 

105.“It’s amazing how fast the world can go from bad to total shit storm.”

106.“I love you. You enormously stubborn pain in the ass.” 

107.“And you wonder why you’re still single.”

108.“Remind me to kill you. Please.” 

109.“That’s a little melodramatic, don’t you think?”

110.“She’s crazy. And just when you think you’ve reached the bottom of her craziness, there’s a crazy underground garage.” 

111.“She may seem like lollipops and rainbows but I bet behind close doors she’s latex and whips.”

112.“If my day gets any worse, I’m asking hell if they’re having an exchange program.” 

113.“Sorry. I don’t speak skank.” 

114.“My middle finger salutes you.” 

115.“I don’t have enough middle fingers to let you know how I feel.” 

116.Somebody’s cranky.” “Somebody needs to shut up.” 

117.“Oh darling. Go buy a brain.” 

118.“Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.” 

119.“All due respect, but that’s a bunch of crap.” 

120.“I am one of the few people in the world who can murder you and leave no forensic evidence behind.”

121.“Excuse me. I have to go make a scene.” 

122.“What did I tell you about calling her/him the devil?” “That it’s offensive to the devil?” 

123.“I heard that!” “You were supposed to!” 

124.“I need therapy after this.” 

125.“You didn’t get in trouble for lying. You got in trouble for lying badly.” 

126.“I turned out liking you a lot more that I originally planned.” 

127.“I think you’re weird.” “I think you’re boring.” 

128.“I’m afraid I’ve been thinking…” “A dangerous pastime.”

129.“Wow, there’s a big surprise. I think I’m going to have a heart attack and die from surprise.” 

130.“I’m gonna hit you so hard, it’ll make you ancestors dizzy.” 

131.“Sarcasm is the body’s natural reaction to stupidity.” 

132.“Well, excuse me, psychic wonder!” 

133.“Don’t look in her eyes, she might steal your soul.” 

134.“She’s hot, but she’s evil.” 

135.“Do I regret it? Yes. Would I do it again? Probably.” 

136.“I already know that I’m going to hell. At this point it’s really go big or go home.” 

137.“I’m not a damsel in distress. I’m a damsel doing damage.” 

138.“So stick that in your juice box and suck it.” 

139.“Never take life seriously. No one ever comes out alive anyway.” 

140.“Sometimes I question my sanity. Occasionally it replies.”

141.“Why should we date?” “Because we are attracted to each other.” “I am attracted to pie, but I do not feel the need to date pie.” 

142.“Neither one us is drunk enough for this conversation.” 

143.“You’re questioning my methods.” “I’m not questioning it, I’m saying it’s stupid.” 

144.“Wow, somebody needs a Happy Meal.” 

145.“I didn’t do it!” “Then why are you laughing?” “Because whoever did it is a freaking genius.” 

146.“Idiots. I’m surrounded by idiots.” 

147.“You couldn’t handle me even if I came with instructions.

148.“Obviously you have mistaken me for somebody who gives a shit.” 

149.“Rule number one: don’t bother sucking up. I already hate you, that’s not going to change.” 

150.“You make no sense to me.” “Welcome to my life.” 

Drama

151.“Can you stop thinking about yourself for once?”

152.“Can you stop thinking about yourself for once?” 

153.“Don’t think I forgot about what you did last time.”

154.“I know you lied to me.”

155.“I’m not even sorry.”

156.“You backstabber!” 157.“I never want to see you again.” 158.“You never mattered to me.”

159.“I knew this was a bad idea.”

160.“Rot in hell.”

161.“It was supposed to be a secret!”

162.“No one loves me.” 163.“He/she/they is/are so petty…” 164.“You made me cry.” 165.“I don’t know who you are anymore.” 166.“How DARE you?!” 167.“I know you’re not talking to me…” 168.“I SAW you with him/her/them!”

169.“Just leave me alone.”

170.“What did you do?!” 171.“I told everyone that I didn’t want to talk but I’m actually dying for attention.”

172. “Just admit that was extra…”

173.“I forgive, but I don’t forget.” 174.“Did you see what he/she/they was/were wearing?” 175.“So what if I had sex with your ex?” 176.“There’s something I have to tell you…” 177.“I can’t do this anymore.” 178.“You weren’t there for me when I needed you the most.” 179.“I never loved you.” 180.“It’s too late.”

181.“Quit ignoring me.”

182. “Don’t you get it? It’s because I love you!”

183.“I love you. I’m sorry.”

184.“I don’t want to be friends.”

185.“Can we please pretend I never said that?”

186.“Friendzoned again.”

187.“You should’ve loved me when you had the chance.”

188.“Fuck you for toying with my emotions like that.”

189.“I was there for you when no one else was!”

190.“Alright – I can tell a ‘no’ when I hear it.”

191.“I’m sorry I acted so creepy.”

192.“Fuck. It’s like what they say – nice guys finish last…”

193.“I’m tired of keeping this secret. Even if you don’t love me back.”

194. “I knew that’d be your answer. That’s why I never told you before.”

195.“When I said I loved you, I meant it.”

196.“Is there any part of you, deep down, that might love me back?”

197.“You were the one that left all those notes for me?”

198.“You’re in a relationship with another person – you know this can’t end well.”

199.“We agreed this was just physical!”

200.“I love you. I know you don’t love me, so don’t say it back.”

Ahhh im sorry that was so long, but if you read all the way to here, your a real one.

Again i write for all Hp characters! Feel free to use these prompts as ur own

[starbornvalkyrie]

ACOSF USA BOOK TOUR NOTES

Hey y’all! I just attended the LiveTalks Los Angeles event with Sarah J Maas and Eva Chen!! I took lots of notes so I wanted to share them with you all! They’re a little incoherent on the page, so it might seem a crazy, they jumped topics a lot. Feel free to chat with me about what she talked about! But first.

MY RULES:

NO SHIP OR CHARACTER SLANDERING. I know that we all may have different opinions. I will not offer my opinions here, this is purely informational for those of you who did not have the opportunity to attend this event.

PLEASE NO ARGUING IN MY COMMENTS OR ASK BOX WITH ME OR ANYONE ELSE WHO COMMENTS

Acknowledge that I am not perfect and may not have written down everything perfectly. I did my best while still trying to enjoy the event.

I AM NOT SARAH J MAAS AND CANNOT INTERPRET WHAT SHE MEANS

I’m tagging this with #acosf spoilers and #acosfspoilers just in case.

If you understand and can abide by these rules, keep reading below the cut, and enjoy!

SJM said it was weird doing this event from her living room where you might be able to hear her dog in the background or her son trying to get into the room.

ACOSF started as a passion project while she was writing ACOWAR! It was never anything she thought she was going to publish. (more on this later)

About reading and writing growing up

in middle school, she read a lot of fantasy

in high school, she didn’t read as much, but wrote A LOT. it became her fixation, almost an obsession.

in college, she only really wrote on vacations (she had a very healthy social life hehehe) but her junior year is when she found her balance between schoolwork, writing, and socializing.

there was no plan B for her!! it was always to be an author. if it didn’t happen right away, she was going to find a job that would get her by until plan A could come to be.

her favorite author growing up was Garth Nix. She longed for books about badass women. She got to meet him and write a blurb to be on one of his books! She cries when she meets her favorite authors.

Talk about character names!

her character names come from everywhere and nowhere

sometimes she’ll just hear a name in her head and think “that’s it!” (Rhys, for example)

she needs to know the name to write the character

if the name doesn’t immediately come to her, she spends a lot of her time on baby name websites and makes lists until it clicks

sometimes the names just... connect. sometimes she doesn’t mean for them to.

it will always be uncommon. never “Frank” lol

Writing about Nesta!

on a “surface level” she loves writing when Nesta comes out to fight. for example, her favorite scene in this aspect to write was the bog scene. As soon as she got to it, it flowed out of her. The final product was almost identical to the first draft. She wrote it in one session, from the terror & tread to the “who am i?” to when she emerged--she went YES. MAJOR Mic Drop moment for her.

going deeper: definitely her overall journey was one of the favorites she’s ever written. From the dark place she’s in at the beginning to the very end. 

Writing about Nesta meant so much to her because of her own mental health. She channeled a lot of her own feelings and went on the journey with Nesta.

it was a lot of “how do you face mental health in a fantasy world without therapy and medication”

it was easy to get into Nesta’s mind but emotionally intense.

ACOSF’S BIG MESSAGE: LEARNING TO LOVE YOURSELF AND OTHERS. YOU ARE WORTH OF LOVE.

YES there is a book planned for Elain!

As soon as Nesta and Elain came onto the page again in ACOMAF, she knew they’d get their own journey.

Nesta grabbed her by the throat in book 1

She was originally contracted for only the first three books but realized there was more she wanted to explore. Essentially the “what comes next” after ACOWAR in this new world with out the wall.

FUN FACT: while editing ACOMAF/writing ACOWAR, she drunkenly told her editor at the time, “hey guess what happens next?”, and it turned into a two hour conversation about everything she wants to happen for Nesta, Elain, Mor, Azriel, etc. TWO WEEKS LATER, she gets a call saying they want to buy the stories!! Obviously, she said yes.

This allowed her to start planting the Easter eggs for these stories in ACOWAR. She knew she did not want Nesta to be sympathetic at the beginning of the book! But she did not want people to hate her.

She always has one eye on the horizon for future books.

If she could visit one court for a day, which and why?

She LOVES the season Autumn, it’s her favorite. “BUT EVERYONE IN THE AUTUMN COURT IS AN ASSHOLE”. She would want to visit the Autumn Court when no one is there so she can enjoy the beauty of Autumn.

But also she would want to go to the Summer Court because she has a thing for Tarquin but only if it’s not gross and humid.

She would ALSO want to go to the Day Court for Helion and all his libraries.

ESSENTIALLY she would want to go everywhere but Spring because Tamlin sucks and is an asshole lmao.

BEAST FORMS

SJM’s beast form would be something totally not cool or majestic like a sea otter.

Nesta’s beast form would be something terrifying and beautiful like a snow leopard/dragon hybrid, a griffin, or a sphinx. **WANTS SOMEONE TO DRAW THIS**

FUN QUESTIONS

Nesta’s favorite smutty book would be JR Ward’s Black Dagger Brotherhood series. She reads these books for the distraction, of course, but also for the comfort they gave her that everything turns out okay for the characters.

Nesta’s Starbucks order: cappuccino- something simple, nothing with too much sugar or whipped cream. Elain’s would be a Frappe- something delicious and sweet. SJM’s is a flat white, iced or not, but never after 2PM.

SJM usually listens to classical music and movie scores while she writes, but she’s gotten used to write in silence so that she can listen for her son’s shenanigans with Josh.

“Stay Together for the Kids” by Blink 182 semi-inspired the scene when Nesta and Cassian go back to her family’s cottage. She can hardly explain why.

WRITING ADVICE

Write what you love, not what you think you should be writing.

Give yourself permission to suck. Her first drafts are shit and are usually accompanied with an email that says “I know I need to fix this, this and that” lol.

WRITE THE DAMN THING. Vomit on the page!

YOU CAN’T FIX A BLANK PAGE.

Her least favorite part about the publishing process is the first pass of copy edits, those last minute checks and balances. But once it’s off to the printer, it’s not her problem anymore.

She’s every publisher’s worst nightmare because she sends it off to the printer at the LAST possible minute.

For reference: Throne of Glass was finished almost... a year and a half? ...before it hit shelves, but ACOSF was finished this past fall.

MAIN CHARACTER TALK

All of her heroines have a piece of her.

SJM’s personality is a hybrid of Bryce and Nesta.

Feyre and Nesta got most of her in terms of learning to be empowered.

She has to have a connection to them in order to write them. It’s an out of body, method acting experience.

MISCELLANEOUS

She said “CC2 is a year from now.”

She started writing ACOTAR in 2008 before she published TOG.

She loves the story and dynamic of Elizabeth and Darcy from Pride and Prejudice. Cassian is Elizabeth. Nesta is Darcy.

And that’s all I have, folks! Thank you for reading, I hope you got something out of this!