#im dropping bangers tonight

[vaugarde]

bonking my head to finish that ask blog story update but rn my mind has a changeling infestation apparently bc all i wanna do is make concepts for the changelings specifically in my future au

[sheinthatfandom]

Ohhhhh I love oranges intro video thing with the ufo or whatever

They probably couldn’t get the rights to the tardís lol

Oh he’s in black

Ohhhh okada joined in that explains why he didn’t have a match tonight

And taz is back on commentary so here’s hoping maybe maybe we get Nigel 🤞

Awww I forgot okada and orange were friends yeah in chaos

Ahhhhh the smile dropped okada ready to knock orange out

Okada made his flip slow to time it perfectly with orange and like holy shit he’s so fucking good

Wait I know that music wait is it Nigel?

IT IS!!!!!!!

ITS NIGEL!!!!!

OMG OMG OMG

OKAY I WILL NOT BE ABLE TO TYPE THIS MATCH

omg he looks so good

Omg why am I crying

Omg the entire crowd on their feet chanting for Nigel omg

Im sobbing!!!!

I wanted him to have this moment with Bryan but im just so happy he had the moment

Nigel vs okada and it’s ge just omg!!!!

Kyle o’ Reilly!!

Im sorry im still crying over Nigel

Nigel’s in the ring with some of the best just omg I love this for him

Just guys who all use Nigel’s moves or have modified his moves like im do fucking happy for everyone

ZACK SABRE JR!!!!

MY HUSBAND BDAY TWIN G1 CHAMPION AND NOW IM ABOUT TO HAVE THE BEST LITTLE SOY BOY IN THE RING WITH NIGEL!!!!!

after everything with Bryan and Zack proving himself as the best technical wrestler of the world now he’s going head to head with the longest reigning Pure champ ever

Okada having fun on the big stage

Roddy…. Kind of a let down after Nigel and Zack

Awwww mark!!!!!!

The little shuffle down the ramp yes please mark no pulling an Adam Cole

CONGLOMERATION WORKING TOGETHER!!!

Hangy oh yeah I guess he’s winning then

Nigel on the floor posed like Jeff goldblum

Noooo hangy not Nigel!!!!

Oh no Jeff Jarrett

Well now hangy can focus on Jeff hopefully long enough for Nigel to pin Roddy

Hangy going after a woman…. I mean I’m not gonna judge him since it’s Karen

RICHOCHET!!!!

Oh shit well guess he’s winning then

Flippy boy flippy boy!!!!

I really did want in new Japan first just to like get the fed rust off him but he’s looking good

Somebody better pin somebody

How… how? Christian was murdered earlier tf lol

He’s hobbling

Richochet said I know you eat boot!!!!

Hangy pinned richochet okada stepped on hangers head no respect for the cowboy

God I want okada va hanger so fucking badly I know I KNOW it’s hanger vs swerve but you know hanger vs okada will be a fucking banger!!

Come on Zack your the g1 winner okada is has been spoiled by elite

Come on Nigel come on Nigel

TOWER OF LONDON!!!!

Oh fuck the 3 count was broken

Ummm luchasaurus no more killswitch?

YES KILL HIM KILL HIM

OH FUCK! That ruined the match for me I wanted Nigel assumed hanger expected richochet

[heeliopheelia]

GIRL WAIT ARE YOU ENTERING INTO YOUR STAY ERA??? Cause I saw the Hyunjin gifs and YES HE IS THE STAY MAGNET like no matter what fandom you are he WILL PULL YOU INTO THIS CHAOTIC PARTY WE CALL THE STRAY KIDS FANDOM.

And oh my god I just re-listened to Sweet Venom and like.... Yeah no it ain't growing on me like most Enha songs usually do. Blessed cursed was honestly my favourite era like all the songs were such bangers. Im telling you Hey Tayo is better than whatever this is. B-sides are kinda good too. Still Monster and Orange Flower are growing on me. And istg if I even talk about the Collab I will cry right here ITS JUST UGH. I still the love the Bois tho I just think someone needs to give them some better songwriters and SOMEONE WHO GIVES THEM LONGER SONGS I NEED A BRIDGE LIKE IN CRIMINAL LOVE.

How you doing babygirl 😚? How's that cute brain of yours 💙?

I used to love skz waaay before enha but yk how it it 👀 Then came ateez and then came ENHA so i slowly begun to drop skz 🥹 I mean I still listened to their music bcs I do love their songs, I just didn't watch much of their content anymore... Hyunjin was my ult bias for so long too and YES he's the one who's gotten me into skz in the first place (I'm a basic hoe, I saw a pretty face on tumblr and I immediately decided to stan 🫡)

I do miss skz tho that's why I'm thinking of going back to them 👀 I mean I used to watch Chan's lives RELIGIOUSLY every week and I miss it so much!! AGNSNSN HELP

Btw I still haven't listened to the bsides 👀 I promise I will today tho!! AND CRIMINAL LOVE WAS A FUCKING MASTERPIECE, I WISH THE WOULD'VE MADE IT A COMEBACK 😭😭

I'm doing well actually!! Brain's frying but it's Saturday so maybe I'll finally write something 🙏 Also I'm going to a club with my bf and some of my friends tonight so I'm so exciteeeeed ✨

And how are you bby girl??

[aroacesigma]

ok idk what en has so im just gonna give u the banger songs i love from each unit. some might not be in-game but also im bad at knowing where en is. also idk the en names of a lot of these songs so uh. you may need to look them up.

fine: hajimari no fantasia (BELOVED.), neo sanctuary, miracle dream traveler, tempest night (wataru goes off), feathers of ark (idk if en has that yet). also fucken. ghostic treat house. that is not in EN but its a banger.

Trickstar: BREAKTHROUGH, Kiseki, Finder Girl (i don't think u guys have that yet) and Daydream x Reality (also don't have that) the world.....

Ryuseitai: Tenka Muteki☆Meteorangers!, Ryusei Hanabi, Suisei HALATION, Nekketsu☆Ryusei Ninpouchou (i don't think u have that yet)

Alkaloid: Distorted Heart (do NOT play that expert beatmap unless you are confident. or do :3), Artistic Partisan, Believe 4 Leaves (u do not have that probably), and Vermilion (my beloved)

Eden: Dance in the Apocalypse (ignore the choreo its SUCH a banger), Awakening Myth, Majestic Magic, Exceed...... idk which ones you have of those Adam: Melting Rouge Soul is good... you don't have that tho. Eve: Sunlit Smile <3 Trap For You <3 Ruby Love <3

Valkyrie: MIWAKU GEKI. THE LOML. Last Lament. Memoire Antique. Tonight in this moonlit mansion. Eternal Weaving. also uruwashi no nightingale but that's not in-game at all you gotta go find that somewhere else.

2wink: Kangei☆2wink Zatsugidan, Heart Prism・Symmetry, LEMON SQUASH CHEERS!, Sugar Spice Hōteishiki !!! idk if u have the last two yet

Crazy:B: Crazy Roulette, Honeycomb Summer, Paranoia Street, Yubisaki no Ariadne, NOISY:BEEP (my beloved......), Helter-Spider (i don't think u have that yet)

Undead: Melody in the Dark, DESTRUCTION ROAD, Gate of the Abyss, Valentine Eve's Nightmare (if you don't like this song we can't be friends /j), FORBIDDEN RAIN (idk if u have that.... adonis went off tho)

Ra*bits: Nousagi March♪, Milky Starry Charm, Made in Tokimeki♪, Love it Love it, Pocket ni Uchuu (the other loml)

Akatsuki: Zan -Ketsui no Yaiba-, Kengeki no Mai, Usubeniiro no Yakusoku, Summer Bird is also very good <3

Knights: Fight for Judge, Silent Oath (if you like slower more chill songs. its very soft lyrically), Article of Faith (the in-game cut does not do it justice listen to the full version elsewhere), Grateful allegiance (listened to a tiny bit of that and almost started crying. oops), Promise Swords, Little Romance (RITCHAN THE WORLD), Mystic Fragrance (NARUNEE THE WORLD), Coruscate Breeze (TSUKIPI THE WORLD), Starlight Parade, Or the Beautiful Golden Drop (IZUMIMI THE WORLD)

Switch: Galaxy Destiny (if you don't like that song either we can't be friends /j), Emerald Planet, Magic for your "Switch", Omoi no Kakera, Majestic Magic, Romancing Cruise (natsume the woooorld)

MaM: Festive!, Yukai Tsuukai That's Alright! (mam the only unit to have bagpipes in his songs), Blooming World

Double Face (rip): Stippling, =EYE=, No name yet

ok thats like everything. lets ignore that i sent you basically 95% of the knights discography. we don't talk abt voice of sword that song doesn't exist

THANK YOU SO MUCH (melody in the dark is the one i am currently obsessed with it is such a banger)

and thats what made me remember . voice of sword is the one i cleared expert on . it was an ordeal but it was the easiest 😭

[freyito]

Don't feel so pressured about constantly putting new content out, it's okay to take as much time as you need!

Also, you deserve all the followers and appreciation you get, I'm happy you're receiving so much positive attention :)

- <3 anon

GAHAHHHH THANK YOU GAHAHGRHRGHgSGFAJSDHJJHFG head in my hands crying I APPRECIATE THE SUPPORT REAAAAAAALLY GHHHAHGSHSAGVGHHHHH i dont have words i dont have words!!!!!!!!!

but dont worry im not like forcing myself (sorta?). im in the mood to improve recently, as well as im trying to distract myself/keep myself occupied for the next like 2 weeks cause i have a very important package coming in and if i think about it too much then the days will go by longer

i also just need to write out my yearning for these men i might be going crazy BUT ITS OKAY.

and im also finding passion in writing angst(-ish. pretty much all my asks are fluffy ((like 3 angst asks in my inbox))) and i enjoy me some good ol' hurt/(no)comfort...

plus ive been going INSANE over my own oc for the past few days and im now phasing back into OTHER fictional men. i figured i might as well write with the inspiration i got, since i feel like if i write w/o inspiration or when im not feeling the prompt it comes out pretty half-assed. ALSO have found some banger music as well and im oughhhh oughhhh this one draft thats been sitting in there (52 paragraphs. that's my goal, btdubs) i've only been getting more amped up to write it. maybe tonights the night it drops TwT

[justfor2am]

one more ask tonight but its not ab an ask game wowow .i wana hear ab ur music taste idc if its recs or music overall or music u hate or literally anything i just want 2 hear ab what music u do/dont listen to .i have s weird thing where like i think music taste is one of likeee two or three ways to best get to know each other n usually when i have a conversation w someone its one of the first things i ask them but i feel we have not had a proper conversation yet but i still want to ask. im going back 2 bed but yea i wana hear ab ur music taste all ik so far is u like exo + deco*27 n both r good choices (im admittedly so biased towards deco*27 tho vocaloid sp/in does that to a mfer btw .otome dissection by him is a somg that is so scarian to me) ok gn

answering ur asks out of order because the adhd be strong tonight (it's literally midnight ueueueue)

i am fr one of those motherfuckers with wild music taste, which honestly is really important for fic writing because it gives me lots of variety for scene work (a genuine part of the writing process for me is looping a song over and over because im trying to let a scene im working on "play out" in my head. surprisingly effective!)

anyways here's a few songs i've been listening to as of late + some favs:

FIGARO by Cook Thugless (more rap songs need an orchestral element in my opinion. the strings in the background? they FUCK majorly) Shchedryk (Carol of the Bells) by Eileen which is just the original version of Carol of the Bells sung in Ukrainian. it fucks majorly as well U — (English Version) by millennium parade from the Belle soundtrack, this is from an anime movie i've never seen. i enjoy it's marching band aesthetics and lyrical implications of re-exploring a world you never allowed yourself to be a part of before. this was my #1 song according to my spotify wrapped this year btw

Privacy by Baekhyun, honestly i love anything that man sings, this mini album got fucking HANDS dude

Tokyo Drifting by Glass Animals, UGH this song is so good. the backing track is so nice to listen to, i love the use of bass for emphasis and the way the backing drops out to punch you in the fucking face for the second half of the song also like. the entirety of the Montero album. when i tell you lil nas x made an album with ZERO flops on it, all bangers? i stand by that. i'm not as well-versed in vocaloid as i used to be (and i have a habit of reverting to favorites, vampire is one of the only "new" songs i've listened to in years) but, some bangers for u:

My Crush Was a Monster Boy Meltdown Leia (this is VERY scarian. to me.) Romeo & Cinderella Tokyo Teddy Bear A Realistic Logical Ideologist (also very grian core)

[lastoutpost]

I enjoy the narrative implication of sam's long hair (it's something he can control and a way he takes care of himself) but it's such a hunting safety risk. things can grab you! you can get stuck! and with as unhinged as late seasons dean is, you KNOW the guy would've had a nightmare about Sam dying because someone snatched him by his hair and just fucking shaved it off in the middle of the night. early seasons dean would respect what sam's hair means to him but late seasons dean just knows keep brother safe and long hair is NOT safe

[jaeewon]

my plans fell thru but i had a dance party at home with my mom tonight in between handing out candy and honestly im not even mad 

[eliasbouchardslut]

chava katherine eliasbouchardslut..... what the fuck did you just put on my dash...

which one im dropping bangers tonight

[enygma0710]

First Line Meme

RULES: List the openings of the last ten stories you published. Look to see if there are any patterns that you notice yourself, and see if anyone else notices any! Then tag some friends.

Tagged by @thescarletgarden1990 and @drakhus thanks luvs :D

Ya’ll, I really had to dig for these… my writing spans YEARS! Were talking disc drives, so many fics are lost to time, ah well. 

The first two are from Harry Potter, the others are Game of Thrones. I’ve only published 2 stories, one is a multi chapter, the other a one shot. The others are fics I’m working on or were finished and I never posted them.

1. Edgedancer of Madness- Harry Potter (posted WIP)

"That will be two pints of best, one banger and mash, two butterbeers, and one steak and kidney pie." The table nodded in unison. Shoving the quill in her bun, Ginny left the table to place the order. The usual pub banter of the Leaky Cauldron was replaced with the boisterous conversations of Wimbourne Wasps' fans celebrating their victory over fierce rivals, the Appleby Arrows

2. Untitled End of the War drabble, (Never released Harry Potter)

In all their turbulent lives, they had never seen such a beautiful sight. The pale hues of morning peeked on the receding curtain of night. An innocent scent wafted into the air while the four stood and watched as the ramshackle house they’d all come to call home became slowly engulfed in the sun’s light. Ron made the first move as he pulled Hermione towards the home that nurtured their love so long ago. Ginny smiled and admired the emerald eyed wizard standing next to her. He looked down and squeezed her hand. “I guess this is the end,” he whispered, smiling wistfully.

Ginny shook her head, “No, Harry. This is just the beginning.”

3: When you least expect it: Game of Thrones (one shot, complete/posted)

The convention floor at the fifteen annual Blackwater Comic Con was humid to say the least, but that was the last thing on Jon’s mind as he flipped through the comic book bin in front of him.

“Jon?” Sam held up a comic book.

Jon squinted, shaking his head. “No, I already have that one.”

Sam shrugged, placing the comic on his growing stack. Jon returned to the box in front of him.

“I’m off to catch the Lego panel. Are you coming?”

“No, I’ll catch up with you at the Steranko panel.” Jon replied.

4. Gaze into the Abyss (WIP, multi-chapter Game of Thrones, Jonerys)

The earpiece in his right ear chirped three times, “Go ahead.”

“It’s two clicks to the northeast, you should be hitting the perimeter in a few minutes.”

Jon tapped his ear piece and motioned his team to continue. Grenn was to his right and Tormund to the left with Edd covering the rear. Jon heard a snap to his left and held up his hand. The men stopped and listened. Tormund gestured to the furry foxlike creature that darted in front of them as the culprit that had disturbed the forest floor.

“Alright boys, according to the Halfhand, there is perimeter check just a few feet ahead. This is the first of several barriers,” Pyp’s voice sounded through their earpieces. Grenn stepped forward and sprayed the air with pressurized liquid nitrogen, briefly exposing a beam of red light, indicating the perimeter.

“This is some serious security for a dodgy crackpot, eh?”

5.  Once in a Lifetime (WIP, Game of Throne, Jonerys)

“Hey Targaryen, are you busy?”

Daenerys looked away from the patient chart she was charting vitals in and saw Irri standing in front of her leaning over the nurses station. “Yes, but that’s never stopped you before.”

“I need your help, one of my patients in the ICU is due for a dressing change and no one does dressing changes like my favorite pediatric nurse.” Irri grinned.

“Ha! That’s because you know I like my dressings to look perfect. What’s wrong with the patient?”

“Induced coma from head trauma with shrapnel chest wounds. I normally wouldn’t have a problem doing them, but he just finished a round of antibiotics because they got infected so…”

Alright these are drafted scenes that could either be a one shot or develop into something more, haven’t a clue, these are just the result of my overactive imagination. 

6.New Year eves One shot (unfinished scene, GoT)

“Damnit, what now?” Daenerys’s threw down her pen to answer her phone. “Yes?”

“Sorry Ms. Targaryen, I know you said you did not want to be interrupted but I just received a notice from the court, the jury has ruled in our favor…you won.”

Daenerys smiled. “Good, I will inform our clients, When is the sentencing?”

“The judge is delaying it until the new year, after two weeks of deliberations. He said we could all use a break. He’s ordered Kraznys to be held without bail until sentencing.” Jorah answered.

“Good,  thank you again for all your help with this Jorah.” She glanced at the clock, finally noticing the time. “Has Mr. Lannister left for the day?”

Jorah laughed. “Yes as soon as he got the news, Tyrion left with a bottle of wine to celebrate. He is picking up the tab downstairs, will you be joining us?”

She thought about it for a minute. “We’ll see, I have a few things to finish up before the winter holiday.”

7. Untitled one shot (unfinished scene, GoT)

“That was brutal,” Robb walked into their shared living room and flopped back on the couch with a huff. “Remind me why I decided to re-take Trigonometry and Math Analysis again?”

“Because you pissed away the fall semester and your mother demanded you re-take it,” Jon answered from behind his laptop.

Robb nodded and shot up from his seat, he walked into their small kitchen and pulled open the refrigerator. “Is there any Guinness left?”

“If there isn’t any on the bottom shelf, then Theon finished it last night after his final.” Jon raked his eyes over the paper he had spent the better part of two weeks working on. It was almost there but not yet.

“You still working on that paper?” Ron slid into the seat across from him. “When do you turn it in?”

“Seven,” Jon flipped through his notebook and began to search for a reference that his paper is missing.

Robb whistled. “Tick-tock, brother. You have t-minus 30 minutes”

Jon glared at his brother before return to his notes. Robb held his hands up, smirking as he backed away. “Just make sure you’re ready for tonight. Theon’s having his finals party tonight at 10.”

My conclusions:

I drop you right in the scene or action, no work up or nothing. I give no hints about what the hell is going on in the opening scene and tend to keep the reader that way until the story calls for more info. I prefer to open with the POV character talking or being spoken too. I thought I only like writing female POVs but I did a damn good job with Jon on two of these fics, even surprising myself. 

Im cruel, I like to pull the reader along, to a page turner good old mystery, but I do give hints if the reader catches them. 

I think everyone has been tagged so if you see this and want to do it, say I tagged you. 

[littlelovelymemes]

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[kylejsugarman]

im going to drop a fucking banger of a superstore fanfic tonight just fyi

[hoyoungy]

001. Sanctioned | Jun

genre: comedy, mentions of sex, college/roommates au, friends with benefits au | jun x fem!reader summary: dating does not come easy to apartment 417. sex is even worse. well, maybe it was just you. it seems like everyone you know is able to get laid, get a date - hell, even a hug! you look sad and desperate as you wallow in your dry spell, so when your roommates soonyoung, mingyu, and minghao try to be your wingmen on a saturday night, you end up signing a no-strings-attached contract with a very familiar, but very much willing face word count: 2839 a/n: .... i know i literally just said i didn’t want to post this soon...... yet here i am..... im sorry..... warnings include swearing, alcohol, mentions of sex, dialogue-heavy, and platonic relationships

part 002

“I think I’m gonna be celibate,” you said as you plopped down on the couch next to Soonyoung. You just wasted the past couple of days talking to this guy on Tinder and you just found out he was about to graduate… high school. You would think college would be the prime time for you to find a hookup through a free dating app, but boy, were you wrong. Probably because people your age were being competent adults who didn’t need an app to talk to someone.

“You said that last week,” Soonyoung said, not looking up from his textbook on the coffee table. He knew this routine all too well.

“But I mean it this time.”

“Didn’t you also say that last week?”

“I’m sure I did.”

“Did something happen to that Felix guy on Tinder?”

“He was so young it felt illegal,” you groaned.

“Like, Chan young?”

“Younger.”

“Jesus Christ, you cradle-robber.”

“Shut up, I know, ok! It’s not my fault, he totally lied about his age!”

“I don’t know, _____, you’re not getting any younger. Who knows, maybe young guys could be your new thing? It seems to be working. I know a few people! For example, Mingyu -”

“Soonyoung, I will not begin my cradle-robbing career with Mingyu, of all people.”

“Did someone say cradle-robbing and my name in the same sentence? Is there an older woman in need?” you both heard Mingyu say as he walked through the front door. He tossed his backpack near the collection of shoes in the corner before grabbing a snack in the kitchen like he always did when he came home.

“Ugh, I can just feel my panties drying up every time you speak.”

“Words can hurt, you know.”

“Are we making fun of Mingyu again?” Minghao said as he left his room to join you all.

“I literally just got home, can’t I have a snack first?” he pouted.

“Guys, it’s 4:00 PM, which means it’s my hour to complain! If we aren’t going to follow the schedule, then this is anarchy.” You referred to the poorly-drawn clock on the dry erase board that hung in the kitchen. Every hour that struck 11 or 4, AM or PM, was your time to complain about anything and everything, and the rest of the time was divided amongst the rest of the roommates. Your complaining got so out of hand that the boys decided to punish you by giving you set hours in a day and you were sure to use up every damn second.

“Sorry, Mingyu just makes it so easy,” Minghao snorted. “So what’s up?”

“What’s up is that I haven’t had sex in six months.”

“I am eating, you penis-repellant,” Mingyu scolded with cheeks full of food.

“My God, six months? I thought six days was bad… What happened with that Sungjin guy you brought home a couple of months ago?” Soonyoung asked.

“He ended up, um… Crying…”

“About what!?”

“Bro, I don’t even know, I wasn’t paying attention.”

“Yikes, ok. How about Sehun from Accounting?”

“Passed out when we got home.”

“Jin from the bar?”

“Strictly a cuddler.”

“Uh, Gymhead Youngjae?”

“Pulled a muscle before the foreplay started.”

“Steven the exchange student!?”

“See, it was going well, but the language barrier was kind of a big thing -”

“Good lord, you really are a penis repellant,” Soonyoung sighed. “You’re hopeless.”

“Couldn’t even get with Steven the exchange student,” Mingyu tisked.

“Guys, what do I do ~ !?” You threw your face into the nearest pillow. The years of your youth were dwindling down with each passing second and all you wanted to do was to have some fun, but these past six months have amounted to nothing.

You couldn’t blame anyone else but yourself, though. You’ve been single your entire college career - like, never had a boyfriend, but have gone on dates and had hookups and it was all by choice. These were the best, stressless four years of your entire life. You didn’t wanted to bother with your never-ending fear of commitment, but it was starting to take a real toll on your needs. If you just sucked it up and got a boyfriend, you wouldn’t be looking like a desperate mess.

“Let’s go out tonight,” Mingyu suggested. “It’s a Saturday night, midterms are over, we’ll be each other’s wingman, and I heard Jun’s throwing a banger ~”

“Jun!?” you screeched. “Isn’t his place like, super nice?”

“Yeah, his rent is ridiculous, but that’s how all foreign exchange students are.” All at once, you, Mingyu, and Soonyoung glared at a cowering Minghao who wore his Gucci slip ons. “C’mon, we’ll get all gussied up and have fun and - oh! Let’s all match!”

“Why…”

“Uh, because we’re a squad? Duh?”

“Fine, but I only wear black when I go out. It’s slimming.”

“Agreed, it makes my cheeks look not as squishy,” Soonyoung said.

“And it makes my orange hair stick out,” Minghao nodded.

“Ugh, you’re all so boring. Black it is. And we’re leaving promptly at 10:30 PM or his infamous concoction of Moon Juice, trademark is gonna run out.”

“Guys, can you be real with me and judge my outfit?” you asked as you stepped out from your room. The other three were ready to go, sitting in the living room. They all looked in your direction with wide eyes when you came out in an all black outfit that looked too hard to breathe in. “Be honest, does this scream ‘I’m desperate, please have sex with me’ ?”

“Your shoes sort of whisper ‘I’m both desperate and old’, but the outfit is yelling into a microphone saying ‘I am ready to drop to my knees any second’,” Minghao nodded as a matter-of-factly.

“That has to be the nicest thing you have ever said to me,” you smiled. “Ok, let’s get drunk and get laid ~!”

“We sound so sad right now,” Soonyoung sighed, closing the door behind him.

“So what’s the game plan? Is there an outline? An itinerary? Syllabus, maybe? Examples from previous students last semester?”

“All I know is Mingyu’s in charge.”

“Hell yeah, I’m in charge. And the plan is that there is no plan.”

“What, how could there be no plan?” you asked.

“You can’t make plans to get laid, that takes the whole fun out of the equation! See, we’re probably going to be, like, the best looking people there, and that means we have to be the ones playing hard to get.”

“That’s the exact opposite of what I’m trying to be.”

“Lucky for you, you won’t have to try hard because you kind of make yourself hard to get already when your standards are impossibly high.”

“They are not impossibly high!”

“Didn’t you turn down a guy because he wore man-flops?”

“Yeah, but -”

“And that one guy who wore really low v-necks?” Minghao chimed.

“Ok, well -”

“Can’t forget the one guy in our Stats class who wrote with 1.0 mm pens and pencils -”

“That is a completely valid reason, Soonyoung, and you know it! No one older than ten writes with such a large diameter!” you pouted. “Ok, I get it, I’m hard to get, but why is it when I’m trying to be easy to get, I still end up in bed alone?”

“Because you go for the guys who are also naturally hard to get! That’s the number one biggest mistake we beautiful people make all the time.”

“So you want her to bring home some ugly dude whose standards are as low as a sex doll with a fleshlight installed?” Soonyoung snorted.

“No, she just has to learn to play smart and pick out the guys like us - guys that only look like we’re playing hard to get.”

“Translation, Mingyu wants to have sex with you.”

“That is also true, but we signed a No Conflict-of-Interest contract, so I begrudgingly abide by it.”

“I almost forgot about that one. We have way too many contracts.” You sighed as the four of you arrived in front of Jun’s apartment - no, loft. If it was on the very top floor of a high-rise, you’d consider it a penthouse, it was that big. The door was tall and wide, made of some steel maybe? Iron? It was the most beautiful door you’ve ever seen, like it came out of a dream apartment catalog under the industrial themed homes, right next to the rustic section.

When Mingyu opened the door, there were so many people inside that even Mingyu couldn’t see past two rows of people.

“What the hell, it’s only 10:45! Why are there so many people here!? Minghao, call him ~!”

“Way ahead of you - yah, Hyung, we just got here!” Minghao yelled over the phone. “We’ll try to get to the windows. Bring four cups of juice while you’re at it!”

The four of you squeezed through the tight crowd with Minghao taking the lead. You took the opportunity to look at potential targets, but there was way too much going on to even focus on that. Jun had lots of plants and neon signs in his loft that you felt like you were in a music video set in California by some Soundcloud DJ. They really added to his cool, rich boy ambiance, except for the one guy taking a piss in one of the plant pots.

“See anyone you like yet?” Soonyoung asked once the four of you found an empty space to chill out in.

“I feel like I don’t eat enough avocado toast and arugula to get with anyone here…” you groaned. “Also, I don’t think my prescription is bad enough? This isn’t the pregame to a poetry slam, is it?”

“Why do you always ruin everything?”

“It’s the cynicism in me.”

“Found you!” Jun slipped through in front of you pinching four red cups filled with pink liquid. After handing each of you a cup, he casually wrapped his arm around your shoulder, pressing his cheek to the top of your head. “Ah, I missed you guys ~”

“Are you drunk?” you teased.

“No, I’m drunk.”

“Good lord…”

“The host isn’t supposed to be drunk!” Minghao scolded. “You do this every time and regret it because your place gets trashed!”

“It’s fine, I scheduled the cleaning crew to come at six tomorrow morning!” Jun giggled, squeezing your shoulders tightly. “I am having a great time, are you having a great time, _____?”

“I always have a good time drinking Moon Juice.” The drink touched your lips and you immediately cringed, regretting taking such a large gulp. It tasted much stronger than the first time he ever made it when you all were eighteen - was it supposed to burn this badly going down? “Holy shit, Jun, what’s in this!?”

“Lots of Everclear. I thought the new recipe was appropriate.”

“Good, she needs more of it.” Mingyu tilted your cup upwards, forcing you to gulp more down. “C’mon, you need more liquid courage before we start.”

“Start what?”

“Our hunt. It’ll end up being a scavenge if we continue at this pace.”

“Ooh, a hunt! I want to participate,”

“Wow, ok I am definitely feeling it,” you muttered, trying not to spit out the liquid heat. “I am feel - ing it…”

“Good, now go talk to that guy over there who’s been eyeing you since you walked in.” Mingyu gently shoved you towards a shy-smiling stranger across the way and you could feel your flirty instincts mix with the alcohol.

Let the hunt begin.

“Four hours,” you sighed. “I flirted for four hours and I got nothing!”

You were the only one left in Jun’s apartment, ‘helping’ him by drinking the rest of the Moon Juice so that it doesn’t go to waste and fueling your self-hatred. The guys left earlier, walking away much luckier than you and leaving you here to rot in your misery. Jun sat beside you with a cup of his own in his hands, listening to you rant for the last thirty minutes.

“I mean, I know I’m not the sexiest woman in the world, but I like to think that I’m kind of up there on the looker-scale, you know? Am I wrong, Jun?”

“Honestly, those guys are blind, _____.”

“Thank you!”

“Both theoretically and literally. Some of them are legally blind.”

“Oh…”

“Yeah…”

You sighed loudly again, kicking an empty cup that was on the floor in front of your feet. You tilted your head roughly to face Jun who only scowled at the mess everyone made. It was probably the alcohol talking, but in all your years of knowing Jun, you never previously appreciated how handsome he was as much as you are right now. His bone structure was so perfect and skin so clear and hair ends so kept together that you hated him for it.

“Stop looking at me like that, it’s embarrassing,” he chuckled.

“You’re just so damn perfect and I hate you.”

“See, if you were this charming earlier, you might have had someone to take home tonight! Why are you trying so hard, anyways?”

“Don’t laugh at me, ok?”

“No promises.”

“I haven’t had sex in six months.”

“Oh… Wow…” he whistled quietly, holding in his laugh. “I’m so sorry… Are you ok? Is there, like, something wrong with you, like did you have surgery or something -”

“Don’t pity me!”

“I’m not, I’m genuinely concerned for you! Do you at least play with yourself -”

“Shut up, for the love of God, don’t finish that sentence -”

“- or use toys, because if you don’t, I know a guy that sells customized ones and the quality is amazing -”

“If you don’t shut up, I’m going to scream.”

“Ok, ok,” he grinned. He playfully ruffled your hair when you kept the pout on your face. “Glad to see you’re still the same cute orientation leader that I met my sophomore year.”

“And you’re still the same reckless foreign exchange student that breaks the hearts of hundreds of young girls.”

“You flatter me too much.”

In the span of that short banter you and Jun shared, the two of you ended up with little-to-no space between each other on the couch. Your head fit comfortably on his broad shoulder and his soft hand felt warm as it rubbed your bare inner-thigh affectionately. His hand travelled a little higher with each stroke, sparking your interest and your core.

You knew exactly where this was headed.

“So, Jun…” you began awkwardly. “You wanna, like… you know ~”

“Good lord, is this how you’ve been asking guys to have sex with you this whole time!?” he asked. “No wonder they’ve all said no.”

“No…! I was totally cool about it when I asked…!”

“Prove it,” Jun challenged, sitting up to face you properly. “Show me how you ask to have sex.”

“Can’t you just be normal and carry me bridal-style to your room and, like, ruin me? Why do you have to test me!?”

“C’mon, _____, you know I’m not normal. I’m also trying to help you for future encounters. What if this is where your problem starts! Are you willing to risk that possibility?” Jun chuckled as you vigorously shook your head. “Good. Now show me how you ask, or we’re not doing it.”

“Ugh, you’re so weird!” you groaned, preparing your game-face reluctantly. “Ok, fine. Jun, will you ~ do the… do… with me.”

“Oh, my God, you are hopeless.”

“I am completely hopeless!” You buried your crying face into Jun’s strong, toned, and unexplainably exposed chest as he rubbed your back sincerely. “I need help!”

“Yeah, you do.”

“Jun, you need to help me.”

“Absolutely not -”

“Please, you are literally my only hope! Everyone in the apartment has done nothing to help me!”

“I’d much rather take your previous offer by just having sex with you instead,” he declared

“I mean, I assumed we were doing that anyways, but it’s not like you and I are going to keep it up after that.”

“Why not?” Jun’s smirking face leaned in close to yours so that the tips of your noses almost touched. “I wouldn’t mind.”

“Are you proposing what I think you’re proposing? Because I don’t play games when it comes to deals, especially of this kind, Jun, so you better not be joking -”

“Holy shit, _____, you talk too much.”

After cutting you off, he aggressively pressed his lips to yours. He showed you that he wasn’t going to hold back tonight by shoving his tongue in your mouth and crawling on top of you on the couch. Even though you saw this coming, it didn’t stop your skin from feeling like fire wherever his hands touched you. The both of you were definitely still drunk and you both knew it when your hands messily explored each other’s bodies and struggled to remove each other’s clothes.

“Should we go to your room?” you asked breathlessly as Jun nibbled on the sensitive spot on your neck.

“Mm, no,” he muttered between kisses. “I don’t think I could wait that long.”

[smoaking-greenarrow]

Im say #11 if you havent.. but change the rough ganger to arrow maybe? Leather wearing hero lol

Arrow Out of Context prompts!

“Don’t tell me a tough gang banger like yourself is afraid of a tiny little needle.”

“It doesn’t look so tiny.”

This is going to be the last prompt I write from season one! Thank you to everyone who sent them in, and I’m sorry if I didn’t get to yours, but I’ll be doing another Arrow Out of Context list for season two quotes, so look out for it!

Brownie sundaes and building remote controlled airplanes. 

That was what Oliver was missing at home. Felicity had texted him earlier, asking when he’d be home and telling him that William wanted to finish his plane and fly it on the roof tonight. When he’d responded that he would probably be late, she’d teased him with the promise of brownies.

He sighed as he glanced through the last stack of paperwork he had to finish. Scrubbing his hands across his face, he glanced out of the window in his office. He was already trying to get home as fast as he could, but knowing what his family was up to only made him work faster. He had a son and a wife, two things that he’d always been afraid of dreaming about. And he just wanted to get home to them.

His phone started to ring, Felicity’s face popping up on his screen, and his heart sped up at the idea of hearing her voice. He’d had an awful day, and he’d barely even had a chance to kiss her this morning before she was rushing off to work, but he ignored the call with a groan. He still had at least an hour’s worth of work to do, and he knew she wouldn’t be very happy about that.

With new resolve, he straightened his back, focusing his eyes back to the documents in front of him.

He would call her on his way home, giving himself something extra to look forward to. 

They lived together and saw each other every day, but he loved talking to her on the phone. Her voice would always rise with excitement, as if she hadn’t spoken to him in days rather than hours, as if she wouldn’t see him later that night when they got home. And she’d babble on about whatever she was doing. It always put him in a better mood, to realize how long she could talk to him, how she told him everything and knew that he wanted to hear all of it, whether it was a funny story about her morning at work, or asking in a hushed tone about their evening plans. It never got old.

After another ten minutes, his phone started ringing again, and he frowned, seeing her face on the screen. If he didn’t answer, she usually just waited until he had a chance to call her back, knowing that he’d get back to her when he could. 

Worry dropped into his stomach, and he answered it this time. “Felicity?”

“It’s William.”

“Buddy, what’s wrong?” He asked, his heart sinking at the tense tone of his son’s voice.

“Uh, it’s Felicity…” he sighed, “Mr. Diggle just got here to pick us up, we’re taking her to the hospital.”

“I’m okay, honey!” He heard Felicity’s voice call in the background.

Despite her words, Oliver felt his breath catch in his throat, more anxious about his son’s mention of a hospital. He stood up, pulling his coat off of the back of his chair, “What happened?” He asked, already leaving, the paperwork forgotten on his desk.

“The airplane kind of exploded? I don’t know dad, it was up in the air, and then it was just flying everywhere.” William said, his voice holding a level of disbelief. “A piece of the metal hit Felicity in the arm.”

“Are you hurt?”

“No,” his son answered, “I’m okay. We’re on our way to the hospital now.”

“Go home, Oliver!” He heard his wife yell, “Take a shower, relax, and we’ll see you when we get back.”

He rolled his eyes. Like hell. “I’ll meet you in the emergency room.” He grumbled to William, ignoring her.

Oliver knew that his son’s remote airplane exploding wasn’t his fault, or William’s, or Felicity’s. But he didn’t like the images in his head as he imagined what happened. She was okay enough to be telling him what to do, so he also knew that he didn’t have any reason to freak out. But he was anyway.

He also felt a familiar pang of guilt knotting his stomach. He couldn’t help but blame himself for not answering her call the first time. They’d had to call Dig for a ride, and he could tell by the tone of his voice that the whole thing had scared William.

It also made him wonder how bad it actually was. Felicity was a pro at staying calm when she needed to, and he was worried that she was keeping it together for his son’s sake. Metal falling from the sky and hitting her in the arm couldn’t be good under any circumstance.

When he got to the hospital, Felicity was already being seen by a nurse, and he was led to her room. Opening the door, Dig and William stepped back, giving him a view of Felicity. She smiled uncomfortably at him, wiggling her fingers, on the arm that wasn’t wrapped in white gauze.

He let out a breath of relief as he looked down at her, her face apologetic and slightly embarrassed, and he shook his head immediately. She had nothing to feel bad about. “Are you okay?” He asked.

Felicity nodded, closing her eyes as he came closer and cupped her cheek. Like always, he reveled in the way she leaned into his touch. Then he turned his head towards his son, “And you’re all right?”

“Yeah dad, I’m fine.”

He could tell that William felt bad, but he wasn’t sure if it was guilt over something or if he was just worried about Felicity. Knowing that his son was a lot like him, it was probably a little bit of both. They’d be talking about that later.

Oliver’s gaze shifted to his best friend, “Thank you for bringing them.”

“Of course, Oliver,” Dig replied, “You know I’m always here for all of you.”

He nodded with a slight sigh, turning his attention back to his wife. He glanced over her arm, the bandages tainted with dull blood. He looked over the rest of her body, not seeing any other scratches. She narrowed her eyes at him, “I know that face. Oliver Jonas Queen…don’t even,” she said, dropping her head onto the pillows.

Seeing that he’d upset her, Oliver forced a smile, focusing on making sure his face gave nothing away. But she glared, already aware of his feelings. She saw through him like no one else could. 

“What is it?” William asked, stepping closer.

Felicity’s jaw was tight as she glanced at the boy, “Your dad thinks this is his fault somehow. I thought you were getting better about this,” she said, reaching up to his hand on her face, locking her fingers in his. “Please, tell me how a faulty toy plane is your fault.”

“It isn’t,” he said, clearing her throat and glancing away from her. “Not answering the phone the first time you called me was a choice, though.”

“Oliver, please.” She sighed, “How many times have you called me on your lunch break, and I’ve ignored it because I was busy? And you’ve ignored plenty of my calls before, too.” She shrugged, “it happens. You couldn’t have known.”

He just nodded, knowing that she was right but still feeling guilty for it. He couldn’t help it. She brought their hands away from her face, keeping his fingers twisted with hers, her injured arm resting on her stomach. He smiled down at her, “I’m just glad you’re okay.”

“I’ll have a new scar.” She said, “A different story than getting shot, at least.” Oliver’s eyes narrowed, and she gave him an apologetic smile, “Okay, not a good joke. But it’s fine, Oliver. The doctor should be back any minute.”

“Did they give you anything for the pain?”

“Just a painkiller. Not nearly as effective as John’s aspirins though.” She grinned.

Diggle laughed from behind them, “She wanted to go to the bunker, have me stitch her up.”

Oliver frowned, “Well how are we supposed to sue that stupid airplane manufacturer if we don’t have the medical records to prove your injury?” He asked.

Felicity rolled her eyes as John chuckled again. “That’s what Dig said, too.” She mumbled, pouting up at her partners. They both smiled down at her, remembering her refusal to go to the hospital years ago, insisting that one of them patch her up. Sara had volunteered, but Oliver would never forget how adorable she’d been, high on “John’s aspirins.”

“Mrs. Smoak?” The doctor came in, smiling at her. “I heard you had a bit of a freak accident with a control airplane?” He asked, his eyebrows furrowing.

She huffed out a laugh, “My step-son and I were…yeah, it kind of blew up. But it wasn’t our fault. Trust me, if you knew me, you’d know that technology hardly ever fails me…but this just,” her eyes widened as she lifted her hands, “boom!”

And then she flinched, reaching for her arm. Oliver frowned, “okay?”

“Yeah,” she groaned, “just…stitches?”

“Excuse me,” the doctor said to Oliver, moving to Felicity’s side. 

As Oliver moved out of the way, the doctor took his place, “You’ll definitely need some,” he answered, “but tell me where it hurts,” he said, pushing on her arm, asking about her levels pain. 

And then he moved on to her fingers, tapping on them and making sure she still had feeling in them. “I don’t think you’ve hurt anything major,” he said, “your muscles still seem fully functional, but I’ll leave the wrap on until it’s time to stitch you up, and I’ll get a better look when it’s time to take it off. Sound good?” He asked, and Felicity nodded.

“When will you be giving her stitches?” Diggle asked.

“Just a couple more minutes, I’ll give her an anesthetic first to numb her arm, and then I’ll do the sutures.”

He smiled at Felicity before he left, and once he was gone, she sighed in relief, leaning back and closing her eyes. Oliver stood beside her bed, gripping her hand between his. “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Just a little lightheaded.” She said, “I wanted to pass out when it happened and I saw all the blood,” she said, her mouth turning down in disgust, “but adrenaline did its job. Thinking about stitches, though…”

“You’ll be okay,” Oliver mumbled, leaning down to kiss her hair, and she tried to smile, but he noticed how pale she was. “Felicity,” he said, “You’ve done sutures on me.”

“Yeah but this is my body.”

He breathed out a laugh, “you’ve had stitches on your own body.” He said, not exactly pleased with the reminder, but he knew her body as well as his own. He could picture the scar on her shoulder now, and the ones from Darhk’s attack.

Felicity twisted her fingers in his, pulling him down to sit on the edge of her bed. “I was high as a kite the first time, and I couldn’t see it. And I was unconscious for the others. This time it’ll be like, right there…” she said, looking down at her arm, her eyes widening.

Oliver smiled at her, shaking his head, “I’ll be right here.”

As the doctor came back in, Diggle offered to take William to the cafeteria, giving them some room.

Once the anesthetic took over, Felicity watched as he unwrapped her arm. “Huh,” she said shrugging, “it feels weird.” The doctor nodded from beside her, telling her that it was normal for the rest of her body to feel a little off. 

“It hurts?” Oliver asked, standing behind the doctor. As she moved her arm, she exposed the bottom of her shirt, and it was covered in blood that he didn’t noticed before. His stomach lurched, not because he hadn’t seen more than his fair share of blood, but because he knew it was hers.

She shook her head, “No, I’m fine.” She glanced up at her husband, who was anxiously pacing behind the doctor. She cocked her head to the side, “Honey,” she said with a laugh as the doctor started her sutures, “I’m okay.”

Oliver just glanced up at her, his eyes trying to mask his concern.

The doctor chuckled, still watching what he was doing as he said, “You’d be surprised how many boyfriends I’ve seen get worked up over their  significant other’s injuries. I can always feel their tension radiating over my shoulder like I can feel yours, Mr. Queen. I promise, Felicity is going to be just fine. Nothing more than a scar.”

“I’m her husband.” Oliver breathed, his eyes focused on Felicity.

She was surprised to see the color draining from his face, “Yes, you are. Now sit,” she mumbled, shaking her head at him, her eyebrows furrowing. 

She knew that he wasn’t like most husbands. Injuries and scars were as familiar to him as his own body. Literally. He knew better than anyone that this was nothing. Sure, it wasn’t ideal, but she was going to be fine. Wasn’t he just saying that himself? But he stared at the stitches, his eyebrows pulled together in concentration, his knuckles white as he clenched his hands together.

When the doctor finally finished, Oliver’s breath of relief was bigger than Felicity’s, making her laugh. The doctor told he she was a perfect patient, and then he patted Oliver on the shoulder as he walked by, “You’re a good husband. Make sure she keeps those bandages on and doesn’t do anything too strenuous that could rip them.” He gave Felicity a serious look, warning her, too. “And be careful with those planes.”

She nodded, “Yes, sir.”

The door closed behind him, and Oliver sank onto the bed. Felicity shook her head and giggled as Oliver leaned over her, his face hovering above hers before he planted kisses all over her cheek, jaw, and forehead. “Oliver,” she finally protested, pulling back from him.

“Why was that one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to watch? You weren’t even acting like it hurt!” He laughed incredulously. “What’s wrong with me? I’ve gone soft.”

Felicity rolled her eyes, “Don’t tell me a brooding vigilante like yourself is afraid of a tiny little needle.”

“It doesn’t look so tiny.” He mumbled back under his breath, glancing down at her fresh bandages.

His wife just tilted her chin up at him, “Well, maybe you just really love me.”

Oliver raised an eyebrow, “Of course I do, that’s nothing new.”

She grinned, “I think it’s sweet you were so worried. Definitely getting some husband points for all the concern.”

He smirked, leaning down to kiss her lips. “You know…” he mumbled against her mouth, “certain things are going to be hard to do with you having a hurt arm.”

She groaned, lifting her good hand to grip his hair, keeping his lips on hers. “That just means you’re going to have to get creative,” she whispered.

“Mmm,” he sighed, sliding his tongue across her bottom lip, “I’m up for that challenge.”

[jindongdongie]

lol im making a list of all the new debuts and groups i love so i'll send that thru in an ask!!! it might be long dhjbfdj im sorry in advance!! also what are some of ur favorite hobbies and how did u fall in love w ur biases??? (also my fave snsd song is the new banger all night or you think tbh whatta Bop) - dream knight

Yaaaaaas do it! I’d love to know ^^

Some of my favorite hobbies atm are cooking & swimming

Check out this post for how I fell in love with some of my biases, if you’re interested in any others, just drop it in the ask box!~

I fell in love at first sight with MingHao because he was illuminated gorgeously in the Highlight MV I’m a sucker for the tall ones

Ooooh ok, I’m checking it out TONIGHT! I’ll give you feedback!

JJ~

[the0therday]

Been gone for a minute but im back...took some much need time to reeducate myself to provide better quality of music to you...there for tonight at 10 the release of my new single "Plums" off of the Drop the Cake S.e.p.   ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #theotherday #theotherarmy #edm #new #newmusic #bigroom #banger #hits #producer #dj #artist #visual #vibes #art #musikanyomous #dyckman #nyc #music #likeforlike #followforfollow #plur #plurvibes #rave #ravers #space #house #grind #plums #dropthebass #dropthecake #newrelease #tonight (at Dyckman Street (Irt Broadway-Seventh Avenue Line))