#will they wont they thing like nooo sir

[fuedalreesespieces]

sota's brave confession of love being that episode:

[worth noting here that in the dub the way richard says "WHAT-ever..." priceless.]

[also worth noting that in the dub he says "you already said that" instead of "hah! what're you saying?!" which feels more like an inuyasha response to me. then again we'll never know since this is technically anime-only, and while i tend not to like a lot of inuyasha filler, if it's in the modern day i will eat it up. every. time.]

inuyasha being stunned by the sheer amount of goods in a grocery store...gold. earlier in this episode he also seemed enamored by baked goods, and i wonder if he's ever really had anything resembling it? bread made its way to japan mid-16th century via portuguese traders, so it's likely he's never had anything like it and the smell must've been new to him - it would've been interesting if we'd seen him trying all these new foods!

i can never decide whether or not sunrise likes inukag bc they'll cut out canon scenes of them but then insert scenes like this in their filler eps...what game are ya'll playing? but flustered inuyasha is adorable so i can't complain this time.

eavesdropping...

i'm sorry WHERE is he getting these questions from i actually burst out laughing

called out by an eight year old...

i don't care whether or not this is ooc because i laughed way too hard like he really got dragged from potential sleep to deal with this LMAO

this is the cutest thing i've ever seen and it only gets better:

shortly after: sota getting kicked out of his own house after chickening out for the tenth time this episode

smol

flustered inukag my beloved...

anyway this episode is a dumb fun and i love it to an insane degree. the only part i would say is out of character (at least, more out of character than sunrise already does inuyasha) is when he literally makes this face at the thought of confessing to kagome:

coming from the guy who was pretty open about his feelings in the manga and quite literally told kagome - thinking she was hearing him - that he likes seeing her smile and feels relieved when he's by her side, i don't see him getting this flustered - but the face he makes is priceless.

[quodekash]

its 1pm and im finally well-rested enough to watch last nights episode of abaab, wish me luck (im rly excited for more threezo pls gimme more threezo) 

im eating a pomegranate while watching so my commentary may be slightly limited 

NOOO CHER WHY ARE YOU SAD ITS GONNA MAKE ME SAD 

i just accidentally sprayed pomegranate juice everywhere 

this is my first time eating a pomegranate and im sitting on my bed 

i have a towel on top of me just in case and im glad i have it 

otherwise my funky hufflepuff blanket would look like a crime scene rn 

anyway back to the show 

awh :[ 

comforting kiss 

im gonna cry 

“its not a company owner and an intern. its just you and me.” GHEIBRHGERH THATS SO PERFECT and also makes me feel better cos i was still feeling a little weird about the power imbalance/age gap so yay 

THEY HUG

NO, BC YOU WONT BREAK UP 

THIS IS THE HAPPIEST FLUFFIEST SHOW, I WILL NOT ALLOW IT 

JACK, YOU AND YOUR PERFECT HAIR, HELLO 

THREEZO 

LOOK AT ZO’S LITTLE HEART JUMPER

I WANT IT 

THE ARM THE HAND ON THE ARM LOOK AT THEM AAAAAAATYFYTUUVJ (ft jacks perfect hair on the left) 

OMG

THATS AMAZING 

IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU JACK 

GJERKDGBKRHEBGKJREBJGRE 

ah shoot 

wait hang on 

what the hell 

ive been wondering whats in that folder since day one

ohhhh okay its a groupchat 

props to that one person for saying its none of your business 

yOU HAVE ONE OF THOSE?? 

i nearly dropped my pomegranate 

why was i surprised to learn he has a mother 

a lot of people have mothers 

thats exactly what she said, isnt it? 

bc theyre actually in a drama 

its gonna cut to a scene of her saying exactly that 

damn i was wrong 

thERE’S A HUG QUOTA??? 

damn then i guess im going to jail 

my hands are covered in pomegranate juice this feels like a murder 

hey, does pomegranate juice wash off? 

MY BOY AND HIS EYEBROWS 

HAH, SUCKS TO BE YOU (checks notes) oregano? 

i do love that and that’s very sweet, but bro needs his coffee 

already at two kisses and were not even halfway through the episode. if only tinngun could live up to their standard. 

(this is mostly a joke, im just really salty because tinngun COULD have kissed SIXTY-SEVEN FREAKING TIMES and they DIDNT and no i will not shut up about this i spent way too long combing through the show counting every single time they didnt kiss to not mention it every single time any characters kiss. shameless self promo here)

no wait hang on what the hell 

WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN??? 

“drunk or not, i love you” i see now why that line was significant 

and also the slight breakup foreshadowing earlier 

i understand it now 

they wont break up tho bc (i pull out a sword) i will not allow it 

(just kidding) 

(i dont have a sword) 

(if i did have one tho i would absolutely take it out of its sheath right at that moment) 

FRIENDSHIP COMFORT TIME 

YAY FRIENDSHIP 

they make me happy 

HIS PERFECT HAIR 

I LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH GFYTDFYTFCUTVJHV

oh yay we get some tub time!! i cant wait to learn more about him so that i can pick him apart and do a character autopsy on him to find out how he works! 

is he speaking from experience? tub, what do you have going on in life? what have you gone through? tell me all about it :] 📝📝

is it texas chicken or is it kfc? 

MY BOYS 

IM GONNA CRY THEYRE SO FREAKING CUTE 

ilysm three 

RIGHT????? he gets it 

THREEZOOOOOO

i love them so much

NOOOOOO

CHE??? 

something good better happen 

(eret son of eret voice) is tha’ who i fink i’ is? 

it might not be 

if anyone knows who plays this man, pls lemme know 

NOOOOOOO NOT THE GAMEBOY 

OH IT GOT WORSE 

sir do you have the technical skills for this 

i know hes the head of a game developing company thing but the actual physical insides of a gameboy are an entirely different thing, right? 

i was waiting for the thoop situation to come up again 

the MOOD that this is-

i have finished my pomegranate and can confirm that the juice does in fact come off of human skin, which is nice bc i looked like id murdered someone 

👀

and how are you gonna do that, gun? 

idk man, i reckon id appreciate you as my big bro 

yayyy that was really good, a little bitter at times but really sweet overall. 7/10, would try again 

oh and the episode was also really good 

huge lack of threezo tho 

theyd better make up for it next week 

still good tho 

bye bye everyone! have a good day!! 

[guiltypleasurefandomface]

Brian and Roger on a leisurely Saga Cruise. They've been invited to dine with the captain.

Roger: a boat like this can go 23 knots can't it

Captain: oh only if we jettisoned a few things along the way, like passengers. No, max speed with full cruise cap is about 8, 12 if we have to make haste for the weather

Roger: have you ever tried to go faster?

Captain oh nooo no no, I stick to the safety limits

Brian: You'll have to excuse Rog here, he always thinks the faster something goes the better it all is.

Everybody slowly looks over to him and a rather well dressed elderly lady gives him a withering look as her fork is paused on its journey from the plate to her mouth. Brian realises how whta he'd just said sounds like.

Random passenger on the table that sounds suspiciously like Shane Richie: Know from experience do you? 😉

Brian: I... That didn't come out quite the way *Looks at Roger desperately*

Rogee: You walked yourself into that one you can walk yourself back out

Random other passenger: Not to worry mate, we all have our marital problems.

-

Rog: it's cold, don't stay out here too long

Brian: I wont

Rog: I don't fancy a repeat of edinburgh

Brian: I don't fancy that either

Rog: Good so go inside your cabin and sleep

Brian: ill just be another half an hour. You never see stars like this at home

Rog:... I know..

Roger goes inside, goes in to his cabin and gets on to his cabins phone and requests that someone goes by the deck in half an hour and check if Brian has gone inside or not. He tells them if he's still outside make up some excuse like cleaning the deck for the morning to get him inside. They say yes and Roger goes to bed feeling easy.

-

Staff member: Excuse me? Mr May? Er, I mean doctor... Sir Doctor

Brian, amused but too tired to correct them: Yes?

Staff: well. Er. I'm clearing the deck so we can start setting up for the morning, I'm sorry to disturb you but... Er... You're best going inside. And you do look quite tired... And it is a bit chilly.

Brian, with a knowing glint in his eye: hmm yes I was starting to feel it. Alright, I will do. Have a good night.

Staff: Goodnight Doctor- Er Sir...

Brian, tired but politely: Goodnight.

- the next morning at breakfast -

Rog: Didn't fall over board then?

Brian: no and bizarrely at about the time I was going to go to bed a young man came up to me

Rog: oh yeah? This is sounding very 1970s... De ja vous.

Brian: Funny... He told me he was cleaning up and I looked tired and cold and I should go in. The funny thing is, he wasn't even carrying a a mop or a bucket or a feather duster.

Rog: That is strange.

Brian: hmm.

Rog: Well maybe he's just the guy to clear the area. You know, get pesky guests to go to bed before the cleaning crew turn up.

Brian: hmm... Yes maybe. Or maybe someone very kind and thoughtful sent him my way to make sure I got to bed alright.

Rog: Are you having a proper English or the rabbit food Version?

Brian, smiling but giving up... I'll have the veggie version.

Rog: alright. Lets flag down someone....

[borathae]

Chapter 11

You peek through the spy first. You aren’t that reckless. wattpad canon yn gotta learn from her

WHO IS IT?? no jimin pls old man?? is he evil and young like the queen in snow white

damn the familiar, letter and invitation everything just hits soo magical haha very old fashioned in a fairy tale way gregor pointing at himself is uwu pls im crying over a cute grandpa

“Ah, no don’t bow" ... “Of course Miss” .... bows again, same energy as dont apologize its ok, im sorry ..... oh sorry again

baby the old man is probably younger than him ACTUALLY NO ITS HIS DAD'S BESTIE family friends you know ahah haah ha 😃

Lace up boots with a petit heel and toe cap.OMG ITS SOO HOT MOMMY SHOES SHUTU P IM BARKING ALREADY ASAAAHAAJS

It looks handmade, all of it, DID HE DO THAT ?? “It feels wonderful on bare skin. You should try it out some time.” STOP I HAVE A LIFE Golden and the diamonds and pearls are clearly real. HOW RICH IS HE WTF

“Nope, I’m out”, you say and close the box quickly, “this is too much.” mood

OMG OUR BABIES FINALLY YAY HI KOOKLES

how did he not see/smell us???

“It’s pretty”, Jungkook whispers, fumbling with his thumbs. OMG HE SPOKE DIRECTLY TO US AND DIDNT RUN AWAY im selling my non-existent properties to him HOBI STOP TEASING THE BABY

“Two hundred bucks?” me if i win it: WE ARE RICH NOW WOOHOO

dont tell me hes gonna wear his old uniform haha “His grandfather served in the war. It’s his way of honouring him. Right Jungkookie?” right 😃😃💀💀 I bet your grandpa would be so happy to see you Jungkook” 😭😭 im dead pls

OMG TAE SEND US A WINK *FAINTS nooo we just got 2seokook for a second talk to them pls

what’s with this seductive intonation of ‘pleasure’ as if that means something to you?ofc she wont remember it ugh joon fuck you

poor yoongles being ignored tae: 😍 yoongi: -_- jimin: 😒 namjoon: 😏

FUCK OFF JAMAL boi wdym u can make it ur convo?? 👀😃🤨

ofc father louis williams suga adams junior the third wont like to dress up for the ball

It seems like everyone hated each other secretly and as if smiling was forbidden.  reminds me of tae saying friendship as a force of habit

hmm joon likes it U AINT FORGIVEN tho 😒🙄I TAKE THAT BACK

“Inspiring?” you make sure, laughing nervously, “you mean evil, don’t you?"  SIR??

very evil vibes, no more daddy vibes marty im scared pick me up

“what’s Gregor doing at her place?” ..Taehyung seems…frightened TAE IS SCARED THATS IT BYE IM LEAVING TO UM IDK MARS

Taehyung seems to visibly relax, even going so far as to exhale in relief.  phew we got 2seokkook to save the day

“Will you children be quiet for once?” Yoongi growls thanks HE IS THE MAN ONCE AGAIN, solved jinmin's petty fight (major??)

“Why is everyone staring? Continue you with your pointless existence, will you?” KING SHIT YALL

He disappears behind a pillar and then you can’t see him anymore. boi wut where did u go???

TAE IS SCARED AGAIN???? WHY IS JOON ANGRY they are almost hypnotising you, “yeah, okay better this way.” ok again this hypnotizing shit aah

wow we are going to make out here?? ok i will take that haha im not confused anymore haha, jokes aside is he hypnotizing us? cuz she is taking more time to think and just easily disregarding everything else

who's close?? jimin and joon?? wow shit seems so intense wtf its just gifts?? unless tae is broke and he took a loan for it

holy shit tae could be a whole ass kilgrave with the mind control. How long does it take for the power to wear off? was jin also controlled like that?

fuck jin's doing the same thing except he is trying to calm her down

fuck im so confused scared and slightly pissed

WHO IS IT?? no jimin pls old man?? is he evil and young like the queen in snow white

lmoaoaooa imAGINE FAHSDF

damn the familiar, letter and invitation everything just hits soo magical haha very old fashioned in a fairy tale way gregor pointing at himself is uwu pls im crying over a cute grandpa

like it's so romantic JFADJFJ my bitchass would fall so hard for it JFJDASFJ

Lace up boots with a petit heel and toe cap.OMG ITS SOO HOT MOMMY SHOES SHUTU P IM BARKING ALREADY ASAAAHAAJS

HAHHHA Not you going into horny mode JFJDS

It looks handmade, all of it, DID HE DO THAT ?? “It feels wonderful on bare skin. You should try it out some time.” STOP I HAVE A LIFE Golden and the diamonds and pearls are clearly real. HOW RICH IS HE WTF

NO BUT IT COULD ACTUALLY BE THAT HE MADE IT HE IS ALSO WAY TOO RICH *sucks his dick*

how did he not see/smell us???

boy was probably well fed and not feral for onCE jfjasdjf

“It’s pretty”, Jungkook whispers, fumbling with his thumbs. OMG HE SPOKE DIRECTLY TO US AND DIDNT RUN AWAY im selling my non-existent properties to him HOBI STOP TEASING THE BABY

he is such a shy bean in SA I sob :(

“Two hundred bucks?” me if i win it: WE ARE RICH NOW WOOHOO

NO BUT ME FR bro no joke I spend 2.200 € yesterday on new photography equipment and I would literally kill to randomly get 200 bucks :')

what’s with this seductive intonation of ‘pleasure’ as if that means something to you?ofc she wont remember it ugh joon fuck you

like ugghhh rancid nasty

poor yoongles being ignored tae: 😍 yoongi: -_- jimin: 😒 namjoon: 😏

lmaooa for real fajdsf

FUCK OFF JAMAL boi wdym u can make it ur convo?? 👀😃🤨

BRO IS SO CONFIDENT LIKE BESTIE.

It seems like everyone hated each other secretly and as if smiling was forbidden.  reminds me of tae saying friendship as a force of habit

mhmhmmmmmmmm

“Why is everyone staring? Continue you with your pointless existence, will you?” KING SHIT YALL

HE IS SO ANGRY IN SA I WANT HIM

wow we are going to make out here?? ok i will take that haha im not confused anymore haha, jokes aside is he hypnotizing us? cuz she is taking more time to think and just easily disregarding everything else

like the hypnotising has to STOP

who's close?? jimin and joon?? wow shit seems so intense wtf its just gifts?? unless tae is broke and he took a loan for it

lmaoo imagine 😭😭

holy shit tae could be a whole ass kilgrave with the mind control. How long does it take for the power to wear off? was jin also controlled like that?

LIKE LISTEN HE IS ACTUALLY SO SCARY *sucks his dick*

[sweetish-original-story]

CH23 (tw comical use of strong language)

"-SO STRIKE A POSE!" Bobbin screamed at the top of her lungs, thankfully quieter by the primitive sound editing. "YES, ALWAYS! STRIKE A POSE JUST LIKE THAT AND YOU WILL SEE! NOTHING CAN CUT YOU DOWN! POWER AND GRACE COMES FROM YOUR HEART, SO BE COLURFUL AND FREE! HAIR...CLOTHES...THEY ARE JUST AN ACCESSORY! YOU ARE THE ART! THE TRUE HAIR PEICE-" she spun around in a circle on her blue ballet shoes, showing off her 2D sparkling cerulean tutu, before gracefully leaping in slow motion from the stage to the very end of the catwalk, spinning once again, spotlight shimmering against her bald and glittery head, before landing backwards with one leg in the air and making a heart with her fingres. "IS LOOOOOOOOOVE!"

And everyone started Vogueing.

"I don't get it." Dulce said flatly, putting down his wine glass. Sammy turned to him so fast her own hair could have sliced him in half. "WHAT." Sammy took a deep breath. "Don't. You. Get???? :)"

"I mean..." he continued, "What was the point of trying to find the scissor thingy-"

"OBSIDIAN FIRST SHEAR." Sammy corrected with all the venom she could muster.

"OBSIDEEN FOWRST SHEEW-" He mocked. "-If all they were going to do with it was give it give it back to them? They could have literally made any outfit, any material, they could have taken all that power and use it to make their lives perfect! Heck, half their freinds are dead, they should have gotten revenge! Tore the whole thing into fibers and made sure no one could ever use it again."

Samuella was exhausted at this point. "Uggghh nooo this is like the whole Ruffy and Megaprep fight from 12 seasons agoooo! They already proved to everyone that even though phonk can be used for evil, it SHOULD be used for good! Yin and yang! The people wont support the music industry if their music is souless and its the same thing here! They are beautiful BECAUSE they are willing to change their brand not in spite of it. Also-"

"Now hold on, what about the enslaved elves in the silk plantations? What do they just walk away like nothing happened? We just pretend that was okay?"

"I told you it was IMPLIED that they were going to go back in the FUTURE..." Sammy retorted "But you were busy making those meaty seed buns and trying to trick me into burning a hole through my gut." She held her stomach as if she would have another choking fit from breathing in her own firey burps again.

"Whats the point in spending thousands on spices if you arent going to eat em? Its good for you, makes you strong." He seemed very proud of being able to give his cousins advice to someone he cared for.

"Whats the point of ordering 12 pairs of HiHi Birdy print oven mitts if your hands are indestructible?" Sammy let a small smirk grow across her face as his smug grin sligshotted right back into eberrassment and false rage.

"THOSE ARE DIFFERENT." He growled hypocritically. "You HiHi Birdiy's name out of your SLIMY FILTHY mouth." He was standing now. "At least I'm not into SLAVERY. Bitch."

Sammy was taken aback by his full confidence in even being able to SAY that, let alone joke about it, especially considering what he went through.

"How very DARE you SIR. YOU are the one who wants to MAIM a literal child 'Mr. CALM and COLLECTED.'"

"A trillion year old EVIL child who eats the suffering of slaves which YOU like. Bitch." He repeated louder, so she can hear it

Now SHE was standing, with her hands on her knees in order to insult his height."You want to sleep with the monkey aliens of Waterplanet 3 from the Dairy cream galaxy so that makes you a child murderer and AND a zoophile." She made sure to look him straight in the eye for that last word.

"They're CUTE!" He whined "They are like little pink pig monkeys with tiny eyes and no hair-"

Sammy was losing control of her volume now. "THEY CAME FROME CHIMPS THATS DISCUSTING YOU KISS CHIMPS!"

So was Dulce. "NO. SILENC" He still couldn't get that word quite right. He can't even get THIS language down, and hed nearly lost most of his last one. "SHUT UP. RACIST BITSCH." Once more for good measure.

"Say bitch one more time." Oh she HEARD it alright. Dulce let out a maniacal smile at the invitation.

"Slut."

The next moment he was surrounded by a tornado of red, slowly being crushed to death with every heavy fabric and pillow in the mansion. He couldnt even scream for help. His bird-son was already fast asleep, and if the weight didnt get him, the heat would bake him like a marshmallow. As a final insult, when the tornado was over Samuella took a big heavy sit at the top of the pile. Her tactics were strong, but he was stronger.

It all went flying, including Samuella. She flipped around twice before her instincts let her land on the commonroom table, after which she grabbed a large scented terrycloth towel out of the air and whipped it against the air to make a loud and intimidating thunderclap as a warning.

"So it's like THAT huh? Chosen like a true OVERSEER." Dulce mocked. This time there was a drop of menace in his words. He picked up a pair of green pillows and stuffed them onto his hands. "I dont really need a weapon, but..." He cracked his neck before turning to her and preparing to use her own wreckless momentum against her. "-I don't wanna break you TOO quick tonight."

The proceeded to ruin the her entire side of the mansion. If fists and fabric weren't flying, then insults were, mixed in with the occasional "COME ON KEEP UP HOE!" or unusual "Oh I KNOW you can hit a little harder than THAT".

And somewhere in the southern quarters, a maid is getting a dreadful, sinking feeling in her gut.

[azlovesem]

Here you sll are again. Emma Emma dhow us your underwead. Emma smole Emma scowl Emma cry for us. Ha ha ha. I dont how you put up with those losers. So you wre in s movie i live ypu i sk t runnin over to your door like a monkey asx fool sceamong shit at you. Ha ha ha. Id roll down the window and open fire. Bunch of tunner neckn fuckn…i mean your fans ate bery dedicated nothing a claymore mine couldnt handle. Throw them cheap halloween candy. That ghastly chewy fuckn yucky toffee and watch them scamble for it. We ll vherish whayever you toss at us rudely. Nooo Emmas nice to her fsns and a sweetie. Its me thats the ashole writing this. But i still dont know wtf is wrong with people. I still get calls. The one percenter orfanization i used to belong to considera most people not even conscious and should be trwated like dead meat. Citizens which was an insult we called them. Theres no one more pathetic than citizens and what not. But that not true. Turned out all of them we re just as pathetic as citizens in other ways they arent. Most good people know somwthinb serious is wrong and would like to see a fairer worrld. Good luck. Look how bad i beat those dip shot americans up and how i talkh about em speako g of pathetic i led the order not some eeak gooc dat tvvamericsn. They font look as tough anynore after scrspling ne Emma ha ha hs m the fuckn man no wonder uou find me attractive. Nah not ine theud shiver with fear if they even saw me. But i have amerrican order friends but im yhe boss making yhrm as you can tell srcond fuckn fidfle. Nit one of ghem Emma can stand up and outshjne me. Not a sir Paul either that guys a lil scared of me good. Ha ha ha i wont get into ot. I know things no l e does Emma but i dont really go jnyo deatail thats between thise people and God and no k es perfect. But no kne and i mean no ok e is even ose to being able to take me on in any asy. Besides i like the beatles but God said beat evetyone up. And with Gabriel And Michael i did. Id say with so e of my lines im the funniest fuckef on earth. BeIns Nraun and my sense of himour a Lethal combination not one american could rvee overcome. How ya doin tarantino? Im mire like clint wastwoid from the good the bad and the ugly ghe. Eastwood himsrlf is. Ha ha ga ahhhh ha american. You maje me laugh see ta in the funny pages monkey.ya made two great movies so what. Digs and beoen sll others ate watch knce firgeg movies. All of them. They face you an award cause they forgot to for dogs dumby. Youre not as good as Elmore Leonard of a writer without him you eouldnt even sxist. Not even clise nit even dont evrn say it ill kill uou punk los sngeles bitch.hows wei stein sojn.npt foe lobg mofo im goin to psy him s vidir holyyeodd. Didfys days are nimbeted too. No he diesnt maje it to trial. Wei strin never gets put. Because i fuckn said do quentin.

[hangezoeenthusiast]

Minecraft

m!reader

pronouns:he/him

fluff

person: sapnap (im not going to use his real name, since he is uncomfy with people using it)

words: 1530

warnings: cursing, yelling

you were at sapnap's house on his bed, watching him stream and play minecraft. he was trying to speedrun minecraft. "hey babe, what'cha doing?" he asked. "just watching you." you replied.

"you wanna come over here?"

"but what about the face cam."

"chat could give less of a shit, or i too."

"ok then babe, let me just get some water."

you went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, then went back to the room. you grabbed one of sapnap's extra chairs and sat next to him. "hey chat, how you doing." chat spammed y/n so many times, you could barely see anything else in there.

"hey my boyfriend, how you doing." a dono said

"im doing good y/nismyboyfriend, good name btw, how are you?"

"heyyyy, your MY boyfriend." sapnap whined. "it's ok baby, im yours and your mine." chat spammed simp, then sapnap buried his head in your heck. "y/nn, make chat stop bullying me." "chat stop bullying my WONDERFUL boyfriend." you emphasized.

after that little situation, you just sat in your chair, zoned out, and just watched. "babe, hey babe, baby are you ok?" sapnap asked. you jumped at the sound of his voice, "sorry, i zoned out, what were you saying." "damn, im not that important to you then that you zoned out." sapnap pouted. "oh shut up you big baby."

"excuse me, don't make me fight you bitch." "sapnap, do you realize i took karate as a kid right?" "that was years ago." "so sapnap, i can still beat your ass with a blindfold." he looked shocked and amazed at the same time. "ok then." he said shyly.

you looked content (like this face 😏), "so what you needed sapnap?' "oh yeahhh, do you want to play minecraft on here?" you were absolutely shit at minecraft, you already tried once, you weren't going to try again. (flashback to the conversation you had with sapnap the first time you ever played minecraft)

"sapnap, how do you move on this thing, this is so complicated" "it's just because your a boomer y/nnn, here, its wasd." "EXCUSE ME SIR IM NOT A BOOMER, APOLOGIZE RIGHT NOW." "NO I WON'T APOLOGIZE, YOU APOLOGIZE." "WHY DO I HAVE TO SAY SORRY, YOU'RE THE ONE WHO WRONGED ME." "AHHHHHH" you guys are so weird :/ /j

"no, im not, im shit at it, you made fun of me plenty of times, no, no times infinity." "come on baby, that was what, like 1 time." "YEAH, ONE TIME TO MANY." "pwease, for me." he whispered. you looked at his pouty face and didn't crack (MOMMA DIDNT RAISE NO SOFTY /j). "ok then, but the second you make fun of me, i will beat you up so bad that-" sapnap interrupted you, "THANK YOU SO MUCH BABE, but i wont guarantee that i won't make fun of you." he got up, put you in his chair, and standed behind you. "now y/n, the last time you played, you sucked absolute balls, so NOW i will guide you through everything, yaknow, be your sensei." you made a straight face, and looked behind you, seeing him look at you as well.

you had a staring contest. both eyes were locked, eyes squinting, trying to withstand the others. his blinked first, "YES I WON, WHAT'CHA GONNA DO SNAPCHAT, WHAT'CHA GONNA DO?"

"just forget everything that happened in the last 10 seconds, let's do this thing." he guided you towards everything, like moving around, crafting, fighting zombies and skeletons, and even breaking blocks. you were doing fairly well, but there was one, no two, no three things you absolutely sucked shit at that you HAD to master. one was mlg watering, two was building a nether portal, and the last was fighting the ender dragon.

you goal was to beat the game and make new records ;), well, you did, but not without some challenges.

1. mlg water

you crafted a bucket and went to the nearest river/sea. you filled up the water bucket. "hey sapnap, what do we do next?" "next, my darling y/n, we shalt try to mlg." "so what do we do?" "we first, tower up." you pulled out your stacks of blocks, and stacked all the way up to the sky. "so what do i do next?"

"so pull out your water bucket, and then when you almost hit the ground, place the water on you." you jumped of the tower, and failed mlg. it was so ridiculously bad, that goddamn satan wouldn't let you in hell for that little stunt. "NOOO, WHAT THE FUCK, I PLACED IT BELOW ME." "You didn't do it good enough." "SHUT THE FUCK UP SAPNAP."

2. nether portal

obviously if you failed mlg, you would SUCK at making nether portals. "since you fucking sucked at mlg, lets try making a nether portal, it's kinda easier, but still hard. so what you do is make that shape there" "oh no, do it there." "nooo y/n, you're doing it wrong, do it that way."

you made a nether portal, but you obviously messed up, there was cobblestone everywhere. you pickaxed it, but that didn't come with a good thing. "NOOOO, FUCK, WHY WAS THERE LAVA." yeah, that's right, under the cobblestone was lava, and you fell in it, barely salvaging any of your items. well that attempt went horribly

3. ender dragon

after getting to the nether, getting blaze rods and converting them into blaze powder, trading with hoglins to get ender pearls, not having enough ender pearls from the hoglins, killing endermen and dying from them while getting ender pearls, crafting eye of enders, finding the stronghold, placing the eye of enders in the stronghold frame, while dying along the way, you finally got into the end.

finally all this suffering and mocking from sapnap would end, and you would finally beat the game. but, obviously, with you having little to no minecraft skills, it came with A BUNCH of problems, like destroying the crystals, making sure you wouldn't anger endermen, avoiding the dragon of dealing damage to you, and flying into the void.

1. destroying the crystals

sapnap ordered you, "use your bow to destroy the crystals." you aren't and weren't no minecraft god, so you couldn't destroy all the crystals, but you did one of them tho 👍

so he gave you another try, to use blocks to climb the side of the pillars, and destroy the crystals that way. you died, to put it shortly and bluntly. "AHHHH," you screamed. you got exploded by the crystals. that happened with EVERY. SINGLE. CRYSTAL you happened to try to destroy.

but eventually, you destroyed all the crystals.

2. endermen

after you destroyed the crystals, you had the task off not angering the endermen by eye contact. that went horribly wrong. sapnap had the courage to tell you that you couldn't look them in the eyes, and that you would anger them if you would. "WHY ARE THEY CHASING ME," you shouted. "y/nn calm down, just kill the ones that are angry at you."

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, ALMOST ALL OF THEM ARE CHASING ME." you overaggerated. "no, it's almost 3 dude, just kill them."

you killed them, and then you had the task of the dragon.

3. the dragon dealing damage

sapnap took control of shooting the dragon in the air with the bow and arrows. when the dragon would come down to the middle, you would hit their head (im doing the enderdragon as nonbinary, yaknow, they are a lesbian, nonbinary lesbians are vaild :D).

4. the void

the last thing you had trouble with in the end was the void. the darkless pit that leads to nothing except death. the dragon was throwing you around like a little puppet, you doing nothing except being flung around the place. "FUCK, FUCK YOU DRAGON," you screeched. the dragon was getting on your last nerve.

after all the trouble,and death, you finally beat the dragon. "YESSS, YESS, FUCK YOUR DRAGON, SUCK ON MY 10 IINCH DICK." sapnap cheered you on through your little victory speech. "bye chat, imma stop streaming now, since it has been 6 hours, we need to go to sleep." "bye, chat, love you guys."

you and sapnap ended the stream, feeling exhausted. you went to do your skin care routine, and found sapnap waiting for you in bed. "how was the stream y/n, did you enjoy it?" "yeah, i enjoyed it, only the dying part i hated."

"it's ok, babe, we can try it another time, maybe next time you won't die as much, at least you made a new record."

"what record sap?"

"the record of dying the most in minecraft." you slapped him around his head, not finding his joke funny. "hey, don't hit me, i'm fragile."

"sorry you big baby." you responded. you both got under the blanket, and snuggled (i don't know why, but the word snuggled is enchanting), huddling together, and basking in each others warmth. even if you died 4,234 times in minecraft, at least you had your favorite person at your side while doing it.

[texastheband]

Crowd Pleaser

Interview by Nigel Farndale, Photography by Ellen Nolan Taken from The Sunday Telegraph - July 31, 2005

Sharleen Spiteri used to be a shy boyish hairdresser who got called 'son' a lot. But then she grew up into a famous, flirty pop star who knows 'how to be a woman' and regularly gets proposed to on stage. What went right? By Nigel Farndale In a noisy London bar Sharleen Spiteri is hearing voices. 'Sorry' she says, distractedly turning round in her seat. 'I keep hearing someone say, "That's Sharleen from Texas."' That must be the curse of being a public figure in a public place, I suggest. 'No, it's the curse of my bloody hearing. I can separate sounds really well. Too well. In the studio I have to listen to a mix from about three rooms away. My nickname within the band is Radar.' This seems quite brave of her band. Radar was the nerdy one with the glasses in M*A*S*H. Spiteri has a reputation for being a loud, feisty, broken-nosed, leather-jacketed Glaswegian. I'm surprised they dare call her anything other than 'boss', or possibly, given that she also describes herself as looking androgynous, 'sir' Today she is not wearing the black leather jacket, but black jeans are in evidence, and a black top, and these complement the 'Sharleen Spiteri look': dark, blunt-cut hair that she has to flick constantly from her dark, sultry eyes. But that is not to say she looks intimidating, or is lacking in warmth. She has big, puffy lips for one thing, and she is wont to chew on these coquettishly. And she is chatty. Very, very chatty. 'I can be a bit of chatterbox,' she warns redundantly. 'It was a habit I picked up as a hairdresser.' That was when she was 17. It was meant to be a temporary job before taking up a place at the Glasgow School of Art, but she found she enjoyed it and would have liked to keep it up had she not, on a whim, auditioned for a new band being formed by Johnny McElhone, a guitarist with Altered Images. The five members of the band - all the rest are men - decided to call themselves Texas, after the Wim Wenders film Paris, Texas. Spiteri and McElhone wrote 'I Don't Want a Lover', a bluesy number featuring a Ry Cooder-style slide guitar, and it went straight to the top of the charts. This was unexpected, so much so that Spiteri hadn't even given up her £2-an-hour hairdressing job. Their success looked shortlived though, as two follow-up albums flopped, but then, nearly a decade later, in 1997, came the album White on Blonde, a mix of dance, rock and soul which produced one hit after another: 'Say What You Want', 'Black-Eyed Boy', 'Halo', etc. Now, at 37, Sharleen is a regular on rich lists and Texas have sold some 20 million albums worldwide. 'My band is very aware I am the front person,' she says, talking rapidly in her Scottish burr. 'They knew that when they joined. I told them, "The attention will come to me and you won’t seem as important, so just accept that and don't feel paranoid about it." Bands break up when egos come into it.' Spiteri and McElhone still write all the songs - they have a new single out this month - and such has been the closeness of their partnership for the past 20 years, you have to wonder whether their actual partners feel jealous. Spiteri has been living in Primrose Hill with her boyfriend Ashley Heath, a fashion journalist, for the past decade. They have a three-year-old daughter called - and, remember, we're talking about pop stars here - Misty Kyd. So: does Ashley get jealous? 'I wouldn’t think so, but that is a question I can’t answer. I spend a lot of time with Johnny and as well as working together, we are best mates. But Johnny's wife is also one of my best mates. And Ashley sees a side of me that Johnny never sees, especially as we have a child together.' Even so, it must be odd for Ashley to see men holding up placards at Texas concerts, as they do, declaring their love for Spiteri and even proposing marriage. Doesn’t that bother him? 'You're probably better asking my dad that question!' Her father works for her; he is in charge of the lighting when Texas is on tour. When Spiteri was growing up, though, he was a captain in the Merchant Navy. 'He did three months on, one off. It seemed normal at the time. We were quite chuffed about his job. It seemed glamorous. I remember the massive walk-in fridges they had on his ships. My dad was cool. He smoked weed and shit, and was a bit of a hippy.' He could be a disciplinarian, though. 'I had to be home by nine during the summer holidays and one night I was late so I ran through the park and went straight into a tree and broke my nose. I got home with my nose bleeding and my dad just said, "You're six minutes late and you're in for a week." I wasn’t even allowed out in to the garden.' That's called imprisonment, I point out. 'Yeah, but it taught me a bloody lesson.' Has wealth and fame changed her relationship with her parents? 'No. I was always close to them and I still am. I'll take my mum out to dinner with my girlfriends and we'll have a giggle and a laugh.' Are these the starry girlfriends one reads about in the society pages? The Madonnas, the Stellas, the Gwyneths? 'Nooo. My best friends are Gilleen and Raggy. They are ma girls. They are like ma backbone. We're the three witches. We look after each other.' Does she divide her friends into celebrities and non- celebrities? 'No, no, no. Not at all.' But surely celebrities find it easier to relate to each other because their circumstances are mutually abnormal, that is why they tend to flock together? 'I don’t think of it like that. I've met these people through work, as it were, and being in a place they would be. Just because you are both famous, it doesn't mean you are going to get on. Trust me I've met a lot of famous people I don't like. Really don’t like.' And the ones she does like, how easy is it to go from superficial encounters at starry events to deep friendships? 'I met Stella [McCartney] first, many years ago when her dad was doing a TV special and I was invited to sing on it. We just clicked and drifted into friendship. She invited me to one of her shows in Paris. I invited her to one of my shows. I thought she was cool, she thought I was cool. We got on well together as two women. It wasn't at all starry.' And Madonna? That friendship, I gather, wasn’t even a matter of them bumping into each other. Madonna summoned Spiteri for an audience. 'Madonna just rang up and said, "Do you want to come to dinner?" and it was either a yes or a no and I said, "Yes." That's just an easier way for her to meet people she thinks she might want to meet, because there is always such a fuss around her when she is in a public place, What can I say? I enjoy her company, her conversation. She's lovely.' She has some glamorous male friends, too: Tom Ford, Ewan McGregor and Thierry Henry among them. The last-named announced the birth of her daughter to the world by scoring a goal for Arsenal, then lifting his shirt to reveal the words, FOR THE NEWBORN KYD. Has parenthood had an impact on her social life? 'To an extent. You have to think about babysitters. I'm always thinking, "Oo, it's 11 o'clock. I’d better get to bed because I'm up in the morning at seven with Misty"'. Spiteri rummages around in her shoulder bag and produces a photograph of her Aryan looking daughter. 'My mother is German and her blonde hair and blue eyes have jumped a generation to Misty. My grandmother's French, my grandfather's Italian, so I'm a bit of a mongrel.' Children of the rich and famous have a habit of growing up dysfunctional, does that worry her? 'Look, I know Misty's going to grow up very lucky. She's already got privileges. She went to bloody Live 8, for God's sake. At three years old! But I think about how Stella grew up to be so normal despite having such a famous father and I don't worry. For me, more than anything, I hate bad manners. I just want Misty to have good bloody manners and to understand what it means not to have everything you want.' The McCartneys sent their children to state schools in order not to spoil them; will Spiteri do the same? 'No. It's partly because I think it will be easier for Misty not to become the centre of attention if there are other children at the school whose parents are pop stars. It will probably help that Misty has the surname Heath.' Does Spiteri think she might change her name to Heath at some point, too? 'I don't know. Marriage is not a big issue in my life. It's neither here nor there for me. It's not for feminist reasons. I don't want to be "the future woman" or anything. I just don't care enough about all that.' She may not be the woman of the future, but does she think of herself as 'a working mother'? 'I'm completely hands on. At night I'm normally the one who puts Misty to bed. But I do have a nanny. I wouldn't want to have Misty hanging around the studios.' Does she feel guilt as a mother going out to work? 'No, but I cry more easily than I used to. You become more emotional. But I don't feel guilty, because I know Misty is well looked after. If she wasn't happy, I'd give this up in a second. In fact, I keep thinking that's what I might do anyway: run off to the country and breed chickens. And I would love Misty to have a brother and a sister.' As we talk an unexpectedly pragmatic side to Spiteri emerges. She turned down modelling contacts for Calvin Klein, and even the Nicole Kidman role in Moulin Rouge, it transpires, because she didn't want to compromise her image as a serious musician. 'I thought, if I do a movie, I may be rubbish at it. I know I'm good at this, though. Music. And this is what pays my bills.' (I'm tempted to remind her of David Brent's opinion of her alternative job prospects in The Office - 'We're both good in our own fields. I'm sure Texas couldn't run and manage a successful paper merchants. I couldn't do what... well, I could do what they do, and I think they knew that, even back then - probably what spurred them on'- but think better of it.) So, she's sensible with money? 'I'm not stupid with it. I don't know what I'm worth, to be honest, but I do make sure I know what is happening with my money I don't know how much time I have left doing this and I don't want to end up middle-aged and having to sell everything.' I ask if Spiteri worries about ageing: might she consider cosmetic surgery when she is older? 'Never say never. I was supposed to have my nose fixed for medical reasons when I broke it, because the gristle has grown in the way and I sometimes find it hard to breathe. The only reason I never did was I was worried it would effect my singing voice.' Does she use her looks to manipulate people? 'Am I a flirt, you mean? Of course. You've seen the photographs of me. You've seen the videos. I know how to be a woman. I don't manipulate people with it, though. I have a look, but I'm not beautiful. I'm androgynous. I think I look better now, though, than I did when I was younger. I grew into my face. As a kid I was skinny and geeky-looking, not an attractive child. None of the boys ever fancied me. I was always the mate. It was a bit gutting.' Was there a moment when she recognised that men did fancy her, after all? 'I don't know what they do find attractive. I think I look a bit strange, to be honest. I hide under my fringe and I have a big nose and a big mouth. I know my big mouth is a good feature and I do use it. But there's no point having a nice mouth if you're not a nice person, so I try to be nice. It's complicated, attractiveness. I don't even know for sure what I find attractive in a man.' Given that she thought she was unattractive as a teenager, did she feel self-conscious standing up on stage as an 18-year-old? 'I couldn't look at the camera. I was awkward and I knew I looked like a boy. Even in Texas, at the beginning, I used to get called "son" a lot. I'd get on buses and the driver would say, "That's one-twenty, son." She's more complicated than she seems at first, this Sharleen Spiteri: a self-deprecating rock star; a bohemian friend to the stars who likes to have a quiet game of Scrabble on the tour bus after a concert; a mother who worries about her daughter's manners, and makes financial plans for the future. More confusingly, she seems to have been a painfully shy teenager who became an extrovert, first as a chatty hairdresser then as a rock star. I'm confused, I say. How does that transition work, exactly? 'Well, I was fine on stage because I just became immersed in the music and blocked everything else out. And being chatty with strangers as a hairdresser was fine because they were one-on-one relationships. But I had been very shy at school, in a group, you know. I found it difficult to communicate with a class I felt I had nothing in common with. I was interested in music and art and being a goth. The other girls were only interested in pulling boys and drinking wine down the Goldfish Bowl in Loch Loman. I look at people with complete confusion when they talk about school being the best years of your life. I hated it.' Spiteri is less vain and egotistical than I expected, and I am pleasantly surprised when she insists on paying for our drinks. Afterwards, as we walk round the corner to her record company to watch her latest video, she tells me that there are some days when the paparazzi will follow her car and take pictures of her popping to the corner shop for milk 'and I hate that. Hate it.' And even when she turns up for a formal event and there are photographers waiting outside 'the palms of my hands start sweating and I can't breath and I think, 'Why am I doing this?"' Yet in her new video her lack of self-consciousness is remarkable. Indeed, she spends most of the time writhing around provocatively. 'Oh yeah,' she says, when I point this out. 'It was an easy one to film, that. I was on my back most of the time. Like I said, I do know how to be a woman.'

Dress by Louis Vuitton. Stylist: Cheryl Konteh. Hair: Raphael Salley at Streeters. Make up: Sam Bryant at Holy Cow

Text originally posted on texasindemand.com

[johnnysnostril]

You’ve Always Been Mine

chapter 19

`jooheon

nori and misun bowed as our manager greeted us with a smile. after signaling us to sit, nori sat across from me; while misun sat next to shownu.

a few waiters strolled out with a couple bottles of wine- along with champagne, fruits and cheese. as they placed everything on the table, our glasses were filled. i watched as the bubbles floated to the top of the glass. nori picked up a strawberry, tossing it into her champagne. instantly, her eyes went straight down to her phone. i pressed my lips in a line as the light from the screen lit up her face.

“im sure you’re all wondering why i called for this meeting.” manager hyung started.

nori eyes shot up and looked in his direction as he took a seat across from shownu.

“i was looking to speak to you ladies, separately and picking your brains a bit.” he smiled.

our manager was always very respectful when women were around. he was very hard on us, but his manners and character around other people- were fantastic. he was definitely a people person.

“first, i’d like to congratulate the new couple. very nicely done with the statement. how are you feeling misun?”

she smiled over at shownu. “i feel good for the most part. i know it’ll be a little difficult for monbebe’s to welcome me with open arms. but, im willing to win their respect and hearts.” misun smiled.

manager hyung nodded then glanced over at me and nori.

“i’m sure it’ll be a little uncomfortable for awhile, but hang in there.” he took a sip from his glass, then threw a few grapes in his mouth.

i really wasn’t understanding what this meeting was supposed to be about. or why i was even here. i was happy for shownu and misun. but, i was dealing with a broken heart and i couldn’t hide that.

“i would like to start with nori- if thats okay.” he said standing up from his seat. nori nodded, copying his actions. i watched closely as my manager lead her to a separate table, out of eye sight.

`nori

okay, this was awkward. meeting jooheon here and having a conversation with his manager; about god knows what- made my anxiety shoot through the roof.

as he pulled out my seat, i sat down. shortly after, he did the same and fixed his suit jacket.

“i’d like to start off with an apology.” he said in a serious tone.

i furrowed my brows.

“oh.. um, i’m sorry- but i’m not sure if i know what you’re apology for, sir.” i laughed nervously. 

he held up his hand and shook his head. 

“i’m completely embarrassed about how the boys handled themselves in front of you and misun. that fight never should’ve happened- and you girls shouldn’t have been exposed to a situation like that.” he started. “i’m sure you’ve caught wind of everyone knowing who you two are now. i dont know if you keep up to date with the news, but your face has been everywhere. along with misun’s.”

my eyes widened a bit. i wasn’t aware of how bad the situation was.

snapping his fingers, a waiter made his way out- with an envelope that read “nori” on the front. i gracefully took it out of his hands and glanced down at the crisp, manila rectangle.

“i hope this makes up for everything.” he said smiling. 

i tilted my head, pealing back the flap and pulling out a stack of papers. reading on, i slightly gasped. i couldn’t accept this. i slid the papers back in and placed the envelope on the table.

“sir, i-”

“i’m sure you’re aware of our culture.” he interrupted. “i would hate for you to decline my offer.”

i swallowed down the lump in my throat, looking down as i played with my fingers.

“i’m aware.” i nodded, speaking softly. “i’m very thankful for your offer.”

i tilted my head down, slightly bowing. 

"also.” he continued. “i had a conversation with wonho, earlier today.”

i shot my gaze up to meet his eyes.

“about you and jooheon.”

i winced at the sound of his name, then looked off to the side. i really needed a few more glasses of wine before this conversation.

“there seems to be a misunderstanding- about seulgi.” 

his tone changed a little and i was beginning to feel like i was getting scolded by my father.

“they are not romantically involved. please, dont misunderstand. everything i do for the boys, is to better their career. business decisions aren’t always easy, but they must be done.” he stated firmly. 

i turned back to face him.

“i’ve been told that jooheon is very serious about you. hence, the fight between him and wonho. so, dont confuse his work with his personal life. it’s very rare that idols even get to have chances like this. let alone someone they deeply care about.”

i understood what he was trying to say. but, if he thought this was going to get jooheon back in my good graces- he was absolutely right. now, i felt bad and dumb as hell.

“do you understand where i’m going with this?” he asked politely. 

i simply nodded and flashed a weak smile.

`misun

finishing up the wine in my glass, i hummed as nori came walking around the corner with a large envelope in her hand. her smile was faint as she took her seat. 

“so.” i said leaning past shownu. 

her eyes went straight to jooheon, who was looking down at his phone.

“i guess you’re up.” she said in a sad tone.

the conversation must have gone wrong. i hope it wasn’t that bad, since i was next on the chopping block.

making my way over to the table, i bowed and smiled. “thank you for inviting us here tonight. it’s really beautiful.” i announced.

his smile was genuine as he gestured for me to take a seat. 

i crossed my legs, pulling down my dress a little as he began.

“i’m just going to be straight with you.” he said. “being a girlfriend to an idol is going to be the most difficult thing you’re going to experience. there may be moments where you want to walk away from this life. but, you wont be able to.”

i took a deep breath then exhaled.

“i mentioned to nori, that your faces have been plastered everywhere, im sure you’re aware.”

i nodded.

“it wont be easy for you two to go back to living normal lives. i have presented an offer to nori and i’m hoping you’ll accept- as she did.”

he slid an envelope across the table and i looked down at it.

“what’s this?” i asked.

he intertwined his fingers together and placed his elbows on the table.

“an offer you can’t refuse.”

i locked eyes with him and smiled lightly. as i took the envelope, he stopped me for a minute.

“between the two of us, shownu is very happy.” he chuckled. “so, thank you for that.”

i smiled widely and tucked my hair behind my ear. “i’m glad i can contribute to his happiness.”

`jooheon

after talking to the girls, manager hyung made his way back to us. pulling us to the side, he placed his hand on my shoulder. 

“make sure the girls get home safely. i cleared your schedules for tomorrow- just let me know what they decide on.” he said quietly.

i furrowed my brows. “what do you mean?”

he smiled and called the elevator.

“that’s a conversation that you’ll have to have with nori.”

taking his leave, we watched as the elevator closed. as shownu started to walk off, i quickly grabbed his arm.

“i’m gunna head out.” i announced. i really wasn’t in the mood to talk about anything with nori. i didn’t want my emotions to get in the way.

shownu smacked his lips. “for what? why don’t you talk things out with nori?” he asked.

i shook my head. “there’s really nothing to talk about. i’m sure she’d rather be with the two of you tonight, instead of me.”

he slipped his hands in his pockets, tilting his head.

“are you really going to be childish right now?”

i sighed and pushed the button for the elevator. “it’s not about being childish. it’s about respecting her wishes. i don’t wanna fight with her anymore. i just cant.”

as the elevator pinged, shownu nodded his head and gave me a handshake.

“well, get some rest. you need it.”

i agreed then stepped into the elevator, watching shownu walk back to the table.

`nori

my eyes were glued to this envelope. i couldn’t believe the offer inside. it was like i was dreaming.

“nori.” misun said laughing. “i asked you something.”

i looked up at her, flashing a fake smile.

“im sorry, what?”

she rolled her eyes and pointed at the envelope. “what’s inside?” she whispered.

i wanted to know what was inside hers first. i wonder if we got the same offer.

as i parted my lips to speak, shownu came back to the table. i noticed that jooheon wasn’t with him.

“where’d jooheon go?” i asked casually.

he sighed and wrapped his arm around misun as he sat. “he said he wasn’t feeling good.”

shownu picked up his glass, shutting his eyes and drinking the wine.

he wasn’t a very good liar.

“what’s with the envelopes?” he said changing the subject.

i ignored his question, grabbing it off the table and standing up.

“i think i wanna go home now.” i stated.

“what? nooo. please stay with us.” misun cried.

i shook my head. “you guys need some alone time anyway. plus, i dont really feel like being a third wheel tonight.” i shrugged.

taking two wine bottles off the table, i secured the envelope underneath my arm. “have a good night.” i said walking to the elevator.

“how are you gunna get home?” shownu shouted from the table.

“uber. now you can suck your girlfriend’s face off!” i shouted back playfully.

an hour later, back at the apartment

i stretched out my legs as i sat on the floor. yes, i was pouting or whatever.

i slowly reached out for the empty wine bottles, laughing as i accidentally knocked them over.

oh forget it, they’ll stay on the floor tonight.

okay listen- yes, i was drunk. who cares? it’s not like i was hurting anyone.

i huffed, pulling my knees into my chest. struggling to unhook my heels, i kicked them off and threw them across the room.

of course i started crying again. the waterworks were going all night. since i was being so dramatic, i decided to pull out my phone and send jooheon a message or two.

“he’s such a jerk.” i mumbled to myself.

`jooheon

entering my studio, i threw my jacket on the couch. exhaling heavily, i ran my hands down my face and groaned. tonight was hard for me. nori looked so good and i couldn’t even touch her.

before i could sit down in my chair, my phone went off. 

glancing down at the screen, i read over nori’s messages. i furrowed my brows and shook my head.

what was she talking about? she was the one who made me leave her alone.

i clicked on her contact name, calling her. 

“hello?” she slurred into the phone.

i almost laughed.

“nori, what are you talking about?” i asked, slipping my free hand in my pocket.

she sighed heavily and groaned.

“you’re such an asshole.” she yelled. nori was definitely crying.

“why are you crying?”

she mumbled something underneath her breath. i furrowed my brows and tilted my head.

“what? i cant hear you.”

the next thing i heard was the phone dropping and nori gagging. im pretty sure she was throwing up.

i let out a soft chuckle, grabbing my keys and heading out to my car.

standing in front of nori’s door, i called her phone- hearing it ring from outside. as it went to voicemail, i ended the call and knocked on the door.

“nori? you okay?” i asked.

nothing.

licking my lips, i turned the knob. the door was unlocked. what in the world was she thinking?

upon entering, i shut and locked the door behind me- calling out for her again.

i peaked my head around the corner and found her, sitting on the floor with her head resting on the toilet seat. i slipped my phone in my pocket and walked into the bathroom.

“nori..” i said softly. she was still in her dress, passed out. 

as i pulled back her hair, she slightly groaned.

“come on.”

picking her up bridal style, i went straight to her room and placed her on the bed.

she pulled away from me, pushing me back a little. 

“dont touch me, you big meanie head.” she said crying.

i took my keys, laying them on her dresser- along with my phone and sighed.

there was no way in hell, that i was leaving her alone tonight. she’s just gunna have to deal with me.

“don’t cry, nori.” i said softly. she shook her head and covered her eyes.

i removed her hands from her face and wrapped her arms around my waist. as i guided her head to rest on my stomach, she tried pushing me away.

“just stop fighting me. i’m not leaving you.” i whispered calmly.

i knew this is what she wanted. she wanted me to fight for her. and that’s what i was going to do.

“you’re such a jerk..” 

nori began throwing weak punches at my chest. she cried harder with every hit and i just let her take out all her frustration on me. i knew this was hard for her. but, it was hard for the both of us. we really didn’t want to be apart. she just wouldn’t admit that.

“why dont you love me.. why do you want her?..” she mumbled.

i took her hands, once again- wrapping her arms around me and hugged her. she weakly relaxed in my arms and just cried.

i held her and slightly rocked her back and forth as she rested her head on my stomach. i stroked her hair and shook my head.

“i do love you, nori. more than you could ever imagine. i dont want anyone, but you. i swear.”

i snaked both hands to her cheeks and lifted her head to look up at me. her eyes were blood shot red and her mascara was running. taking my thumbs underneath her eyes, i wiped nori’s tears away and sighed.

“this has got to stop.” i whispered. “i dont wanna keep fighting with you, nori. this shit hurts me.”

she sniffled and blinked, releasing a few more tears.

“im so fucking in love with you, it hurts. i can’t handle being away from you. thats torture for me, baby.”

she looked down, avoiding my gaze as she shook her head- like she didn’t believe me. i sighed and bit my bottom lip.

"lay down, please.” i whispered. 

she didnt fight or argue. she simply nodded and laid back. 

walking into the bathroom, i flushed the toilet; grabbed a washcloth- and ran it underneath cold water.

meeting nori back in the bedroom, i sat on the edge of the bed- placing the cloth on her forehead. her eyes were closed and i casually glanced down at her lips. i missed the way they felt against mine. it was cute how her lips were swollen from all the crying she was doing.

i just wanted to kiss her.

[mikeedits]

Luna’s Snow Party (Inspired By Stump Day)

“Today In Monstrum City, Few Days Before Christmas, Luna Galax Turned 15 Years Old. Meanwhile at the Galax Residence, Sam the Beast Brung Her To The Penthouse As She Kept Her Eyes Closed. As Soon As Sam Allows Her To Open Her Eyes, It Was A Suprise Snow Party as Her Bestfriends, Her Boyfriend, Her Brother Phoenix Galax, his Friend Ruku and His Girlfriend Kiki. But Suddenly This Is Not What Luna Expected”

Wolf: I Told You This Would Be A Bad Idea Sam, But Nooo You Didn’t Wanna Listen

Sam: WELL AT LEAST I WANTED TO THROW LUNA A PARTY, AND YOU DIDN’T EVEN PLANNED ANYTHING AND YOUR SUPPOSED TO BE HER BOYFRIEND!!!!

Everybody: OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHH!!!!

Wolf: *Turns Around Facing Sam* What Did You Say?

Sam: You Heard Me Henry

Wolf: Well First of All, I Didn’t Plan Anything Because I Thought About What Luna Really Wanted

Cindy: Sam, This Is Not The Time, Let It Go!

Sam: *Ignores* Oh Did You?! Because Earlier, It Seems Like That You Sir, FORGOT ABOUT IT!!!

Wolf: *Screams, Marches And Tackles Sam to The Ground* IM GONNA POUND SO HARD, YOU WONT REMEMBER A THING!!!! *Bald His Fist, Aims At Sam but Being Dodged and Started Wrestling with him*

Luna: Guys, Stop Fighting!!!!

Carrie: Woooow, An Ultimate Gift!!! Two Guys Fighting Over You

Ruku: AWESOME!!! Food and A Brawl!!!

Amanda: How Can Say That!!! Wolf Could’ve Rip Sam Apart!!

Ruku: Whoa, Relax Amanda, You Just Mad Because Sam Is Fighting Wolf over Luna instead of You?

Amanda: *Blush* W-Why Would You Say That

Amy: Yeah Amanda, Why Would You Say That?

Amanda: AMY?! Why Are You Here?!

Luna: GUYS STOP IT!! Look Wolf I Don’t Care If You Forgot About My Special Day!!

Wolf: *still Wrestling* I DIDNT FORGET!!!

Sam: YES HE DID LUNA!!!!

Phoenix: I BET MONEY ON WOLF!!!!

Kiki: *Punches Him in the Arm* DONT ENCOURAGE THEM!!

Luna: ENOUGH!!! *Freezes Sam and Wolf*

Phoenix: Whoa