5 spokes

you know when you’re born in a non-english speaking country bilingualism is kind of a default. we are taught english from a young age so when someone asks me what languages do i speak, i respond with “well croatian and english obv, but im studying french and russian too”. and that bothers me. because english is fucking hard. in my country bilingualism is default, trilingualism is expected, and people get impressed when you speak five fucking languages where as native english speakers are praised for learning one (1) foreign language. i get that english is a major global language and why it is taught, but it bothers me that even if i spoke 5 languages fluently it would be useless if i didnt speak perfect english. and along with that, all of my hard work that i put into my english is dismissed because english is expected of me.
rant over.

Not to add to the discourse but if you hate children and don’t want to have any just don’t!

Don’t interact with children! Don’t visit the homes of your friends with children! Tell your family you’re not good with kids so they won’t put you with them at family events! Use contraception! Plan B! Abortion (when available)! Put them up for adoption!

Just don’t have kids, keep them, and then constantly talk about how expensive they are and how much trouble they are and how much you resent their existence! It’s just that easy! It’s not a child’s fault that you’re a shitty person who can’t keep your disdain for their existence on lock for 2 minutes.

Pro revenge from a revenge pro.

(long story. TL;DR at the end)

If you think about it cynically, one of the functions of the police is to provide a sort of society-wide revenge service. Unfortunately for this sub, it’s usually kind of boring. When cops do take exceptional revenge, it’s usually unfortunate and icky, like a dirty beating in the no-camera areas of the copshop, or giving someone the silent-patrolman treatment during transport. Fortunately, most cop revenge isn’t dramatic - it’s procedural. You misbehave, we do the paperwork, and eventually some consequences happen, or not.

Sometimes, however, you get a chance to take a bit of vengeance that is (i hope) the very definition of professional.

For a time, I was a small-town Canadian cop, working in $hicksville, $province. Several years before I came to work in the town, there was an event which entered town legend (and made national news - the funny little throwaway story they go to just before the end of the broadcast). Some kids committed an act of spectacular and iconic vandalism, and cost the town quite a bit of money. They were all caught, tried and sentenced to probation terms with restitution. I would love to provide details, but anything more would be immediately identifying.

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midnightwerewoolf  asked:

Ooooh, if Akira is illegal, then, I would break the law just to be with him... s-sorry I-I need to hide... oh God, I feel so embarrassed after saying that... I'm actually blushing...

‘Come here.~ I will show you what it means to commit a crime.’

anonymous asked:

SnowBaz au/headcanon where Simon is deaf and Baz learns ASL so he can talk to Simon and they eventually become (more than?) friends

lmao okay you gonna make me cry while writing this. 

- Baz was a smart bloke, always ready for class and always participating, he’s sharp as a knife and teachers love his remarks; but his all time favorite thing to study are languages. 

- He was raised as a bilingual kid, but later in life moved to another country, needing to learn another, complete foreign to him, language. That is when he realized his passion.

- By the age of fifteen he already spoke 5 languages and was now learning Latin, he had all the teachers impressed, and even the jocks of the school asked him to teach them new curse words (which Baz being Baz, he of course provided them with). 

- When Baz comes in to class after a few weeks, he sees a new student, all bronze messy locks, sitting next to his unassigned assigned spot. He’s ready a book about physics, and Baz can already tell that he can get used to this cute boy.

- Baz puts his bag down and sits next to the boy, he says hello but it seems like the boy just ignores him, so he taps his shoulder, and when the boy looks up at him with his blue eyes, Baz knows he’s a goner. 

- Baz says hi introducing himself, but he notices that the boy isn’t looking directly at him but at his lips, and when he introduces himself with a weird lisp using hand moments Baz realizes, he’s deaf. 

- However that does not stop Baz. 

- He starts writing Simon notes and texting him, sometimes directly talking to him but not much as Simon revealed that he’s kind of bad at reading lips. 

- It was about 2am on a friday when Baz realized that he was falling in love with Simon Snow, he realized that as they were watching a movie together (yellow subtitles for snow), limbs tangled (???) under the blanket, and Baz ran his hands though Simon’s hair.

- When Simon fell asleep Baz took out his phone, he knew what language he wants to study next. 

- At first Simon didn’t notice anything about Baz, but as the days moved on Si started noticing all the different hand movements that Baz started using, even when he just gave Si a note. 

- It was one of those nights again when Baz nudged Simon’s shoulder, and he looked up at him. Baz sat him up and looked him in the eye smiling as he signed “I Love You” to Simon, and Baz swore that Si lit up brighter than a Christmas tree as he saw that, he smiled so wide and it seemed like he was about to cry, as he threw himself into Baz’s embrace. 

- Baz was still learning but in a few weeks they talked in ASL, and as they lay down in the grass on a spring day, the flowers from the near by blossoming cherry tree flying in the wind, Simon turns to Baz, and decides to do something he was thinking about even before the night Baz told him he loved him. (hE FUCKING PUNCHED HIM jk)

- Baz looks at Simon, and Si’s cheeks are so red, but Simon closes his eyes and he kisses the boy laying next to him, and as he disconnects Baz just smiles and signs “Can we do this more often?” to which Simon happily nods. 

LMAO OKAY SORRY IF THIS IS BAD IDK IF THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED BUT ENJOY!!!

send me more prompts and stuff i love writing (i do mostly snowbaz, phan, joshler, destiel, otayuri and viktuuri) 

Eavesdropping (ROMAN REIGNS)

Originally posted by totaldivasepisodes

This was requested by @m-a-t-91 for some humor and i think i stayed true to your ask so fingers crossed you like this 😅


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Reader is inside an empty locker room with Roman having a playful workout and their noises attract other superstars as they pass causing a huge misunderstanding: HUMOR


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Warnings: NONE


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Roman chuckled as he laid down on the floor getting in position. “Babe. You sure about this?


"Yes. Now just trust me.” Y/N giggled. “It’ll be fun, no lie down so I can get on top, Roman.”


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“… so I can get on top, Roman.” Dean heard a female say as passed the locker room door.


A smirk immediately began to show on his face once he heard it was one of his best friends who was in there with the girl.


“Alright, Roman’s ‘bout to get it in.” He mumbled to himself letting his curiosity take over as he edged closer to the door.


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After eavesdropping for a bit, Dean got so focused on the noises coming from the cracked door he didn’t even hear Seth walking up on him.


“Dude what are you doing?” Seth’s voice boomed in the hallway making Dean jumped. He stood from his kneeling position and punched Seth in the arm soon after. “Shut up Rollins. I’m trying to listen. Roman’s I’m there with a girl and he’s about to get it in.”


“And you’re gonna listen?” Seth asked, scrubbing up his noise in disgust. “That’s just wrong dude.”


“Then go.”


Seth shook his head. “Hell no. I said it’s wrong but I still wanna hear.” He said kneeling down next to his friend.


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“Baby you’re so good at this…”

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“…. Baby you’re so good at this.” Seth mocked the female. “Pff. I bet I’m better.” He mumbled to himself, only for his eyes to widen soon after when he glanced up and saw a curious Alexa Bliss eyeing him.


“What are you guys doing?” Alexa asked her eyes traveling from Seth to Dean, then back again.


“Listening to Roman and this girl have sex.” Both guys said in unison.


“Ooh, move over.” She said, wiggling her way in between Dean and Seth.


Dean looked over at her shocked. “You wanna listen?”


“Uh, yeahhh… that’s why I said move over.” She said, her signature smirk immediately began to show. “Us, girls have a kinky side too, you know.”


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“Hold up Roman, I need to rebalance.”

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“Damn Roman must be wild. Do you guys hear that? She can’t keep balanced.” Alexa started saying, but her talking only caused both Dean and Seth to shush her. “Okay, jeez.” She mumbled.


“Um-hm…” A voice behind them cleared their throat.


Seth huffed frustrated. “Man look, I’m not moving over…” He began in a half whisper. He turned around to be confronted with a backstage WWE worker. “Oh, hey.”


“I’m looking for Reigns. His match is about to start, is he in there?” The worker asked inching closer to the locker room. “Oh, good. He is.” The worker said after he heard Roman’s name being called out, he pushed past them, making his way closer to the door.


Dean lunged foward trying to stop the worker. “No. Don’t. They’re having sex in there.” He blurted out but it was no use, considering the worker had already entered leaving the door wide open.


Everyone froze, and silence filled the room.


Y/N was sitting on Roman’s back, Roman in mid-push up position. “Who’s having sex?” Roman finally spoke up, getting off the floor after Y/N had gotten off him.


“I… We…” Dean stuttered at a loss for words.


Alexa pointed at the two guys who previously accompanied her in eavesdropping. “Dean and Seth, said you two were.” She finished for him.


“Yeah, it was all Dean.” Seth joined in. “He was the first one listening in.”


Dean shoved him, making him stumble back a bit. “Thanks for just throwing me under the bus like that…” He then looked back at Roman. “This dude, was out there talking about, he could do better and don’t get me started on Alexa talking about her kinks.


Alexa blushed a deep red. "I didn’t say anything about my kinks, I said us girls have a kinky side.” She mumbled.


“Yeah, and what I said was a joke…” Seth protested. “You know I love to joke…” He said chuckling nervously as Roman glares at him.


“Roman, we need you in 5.” The worker spoke, interrupting the awkward conversation, exiting the locker room a few seconds later.


Roman nodded, taking Y/N’s hand.


“Your friends are weird babe. Like how do they get you doing push ups while I’m sitting on your back mixed up with sex?” Y/N laughed.


Roman shrugged with a slight grin. “I don’t know babe.”


“Oh, so they were just doing pushups…” Dean started. “


”…and she was sitting on his back. Man we were so far off.“ Seth added causing all three of them to laugh.


"Guys.” Alexa slowly stopped laughing, with a look on her face like she’s just had an epiphany. “Roman didn’t even introduce us.”

Too Sweet. Part 8- BTSVampire!au

Genre: Angst/ Fluff? (I’m sure there will be some elements of fluff eventually) / M(Mature themes) / Descriptions of blood and…other things/ Supernatural

Biased: You X Yoongi X Jungkook X Vampire!au BTS

Type: Vampire!au

A/n: Hii~ like I said the drabble blueberries is apart of this so yeah 🌸 this is probably the longest chapter I’ve ever written for Too sweet^^ enjoy~

Originally posted by jeonbase

I INTRO/Prologue I Part 1 I Pt. 2 I Pt. 3 I Pt. 4 I Pt. 5 I Pt. 6 I Pt. 7 I Pt. 8 I


“Are we done? My brain hurts…” 

“We’ve been here for less than an hour, but if you want to take a brake go ahead.” He finally let you go. You went to the chef who always took requests for snacks and tasty treats.

“Hi, can I have a bowl of blueberries?” The chef took your requests and went to the back of the kitchen. You stood there, waiting for the bowl of blueberries and low and behold Jungkook was walking over to you.
“Y/N.” He said your voice with a singsong tone, a lollipop between his lips and a grin. 

“What do you want?” He retorted, glancing at him briefly before taking the fruit back to your table.

“Oh, you know what I want.” He chuckled, his hand coming to brush your hair from your shoulder. “I see you’ve been pretty busy. Is there any place they haven’t bitten you?” He was referring to the multiple night wounds, littlering your skin beautifully. You rolled your eyes, trying to get away from him by taking your books and going to the study area. Namjoon had left and you were cursing yourself for leaving him for a stupid bowl of blueberries.

“I’ll be there in a minute Y/N.” Namjoon spoke walking past the hall and you hoped he’d come soon. Jungkook prowled around, there weren’t many students and the area you were sitting was somewhat secluded. He kept staring at you.

“Can you stop staring at me?” 

“Uh, no.” He laughed, closing your book and getting in your face. “I can stare at you as long as I’d like. If it wasn’t for Jin Hyung I’d be doing far more than staring, trust me.” You glared at him, getting up and attempting to leave but  he pinned you to the wall by your shoulders, a cocky grin plastered on his face. 

“You’re such a-” He silenced you with taking the lollipop and pressing it to your lips before tossing it somewhere.

“You’re such a sweetheart.” He quipped. “Y’know,” he leaned in, twiddling with your hair, “there’s no reason for me not to feed from you. They just don’t want me to have a good thing, there’s nothing wrong with us…Us doing this together. I personally think you were meant for me, a gift from above per se.” If there was one thing they all had in common it was their eyes, all of them had such mesmerizing eyes. “Your blood smells so good…” He brushed his nose against your neck, making you wince at the feeling.

“That’s nice isn’t it?” He blew air on your skin, sending shivers up your spine. 

“Jungkook, we’re not supposed to be doing this.” You mumbled, praying that your voice sounded convincing enough—his teeth were touching your skin.
“Why does it feel so right then?-”

“Jungkook. Get off of her.” Jin spoke, all 5 of the boys staring at you and Jungkook. Jungkook glared at them, then looked back to you.

“Ah, they found us…” He sighed. “Do you not want this? You want it from Yoongi…” He asked, grinning.

“I- Jin said you weren’t allowed to-” He cut you off.
“Do you or do you not, that’s the question. Simple question really. You don’t seem to-” 

“Get away from her right now Jungkook! I won’t say it again. Jimin take him to his room and make sure he stays there.” That’s the first time you’ve seen Jin show any type of anger. Jungkook was dragged away from you, all of the boys following him except Jin and Yoongi.

“Are you okay?” Jin walked closer to you, inspecting you for any physical harm.
“Jin…why is it so bad for Jungkook to feed from me? It seems harmless to me. He says there’s nothing wrong with us-” 

“Don’t ask me about that Y/N. It’s nothing you need to worry about.” Jin ran his fingers through his hair.

“But-”

“Don’t ask me again. Sleep in one of our rooms tonight, or just until I can talk to Jungkook.” With that he was gone, Yoongi was silent, not saying anything with his lips but his eyes told all. It was a look of condemnation, frustration, selfishness, you weren’t sure why he would feel that way. They all wanted one thing from you, how was Jungkook any different? How could he hurt you?


“It’s called jealousy Yoongi, we’ve all experienced it before.” Jin was steadily typing on his computer as Yoongi laid sprawled across the couch, contemplating his life. It was the day of the gala and he wasn’t looking forward to it, he was obligated to attend but if you were gonna be there he may be able to tough through the boring event. Jin had told him that you were busy preparing for tonight and despite how hungry he was it was inappropriate to feed on special occasions like this, Yoongi knew that already. Jin kind of chuckled at him. It was funny to see the normally mature and calm vampire in a predicament like this. 

“Since this is a student event all of of the head families won’t be there, I assigned specific seating for you to be with Namjoon and I. The event starts at 7, that’s less than two hours from now. We should get ready.” He looked to Yoongi, who didn’t have anything to say to that. Jin only wondered how you might respond to this, you not being familiar with events like this. This was going to be a fun night.

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A push in the right direction.

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: You and Jungkook had been friends years but both of you were beginning to develop feelings for one another and the others noticed and since you both weren’t going to do anything they would have to take matters into their own hands.

(Credit to Original owner of gif)


You stared at your phone in shock and you couldn’t seem to get your fingers to move. Taehyung was sitting next to you with the most smug expression on his face. He had just stolen your phone and texted your best friend slash your crush that you liked him. That had been about 1 minute ago and you couldn’t decide whether to kill Taehyung or try text Jungkook. The three dots on the screen that indicated Jungkook was replying sent you into action and you suddenly starting to type apologies and telling him it was Taehyung before he had the chance to humiliate you by rejection.

 As soon as you had sent your many texts at once you grabbed Taehyung by the hoodie who has decided he was going to try escape “you needed my help! You weren’t going to do it!” He cried as you punched him and neglected your phone. 

 You were so occupied with lightly punching with Taehyung you didn’t see Jungkook calling you “I didn’t need help! He didn’t need to know!” You shouted, tears threatening to spill. 

 You weren’t angry or sad you were just humiliated and scared. You knew Jungkook wouldn’t believe that it was Taehyung who sent the texts. Taehyung managed to pry you off and pin your hands down and looked up after hearing your phone buzzing and held your hands with one of his own. He grabbed your phone with the other hand and answered the call “ah Kookie! Y/N is a bit stuck right now so we are just at the dance room.” He said and hung up not letting Jungkook getting a word in. 

 You stared at him, tears tickling your cheeks and Taehyung looked down at your, his boxy smile slipping from his face as he saw that you were actually quite upset “hey you don’t need to worry, he likes you too.” He said pulling you up off the floor and into a hug.

 You both hugged for a bit longer before hearing footsteps making their way down the hallway and Taehyung got up to hide from a possibly grumpy Kook. You stood up as well and couldn’t bring your eyes to meet his face as he entered the room, you could see his feet stop in front of the door and you wished he wouldn’t be so quiet, you wished he would yell at you and get it over and done with. But there were no harsh words as he quietly and slowly made his way towards you “is it true?” He asked with hesitancy in his voice.

You decided you couldn’t keep him in the dark any longer and nodded ever so slightly you followed the nod with an “I’m sorry,” Before slipping past the shocked boy and out the door. You made your way down the hall and Namjoon came out of the office at the same time and saw you looking flushed “did he finally confess?” He asked and you glanced up at him.

 He clicked “oh you told him, he’s probably processing just wait 5 seconds.” He spoke as you tried to wiggle past him. He wrapped one arm around your shoulder and lifted his other hand to start counting And he got to five and Jungkook burst out the room “wait Y/N!” He called and had to skid to a stop when he saw you standing in front of him. 

 Namjoon gave your shoulder a playful pinch before disappearing to give you privacy. “Jungkook I’m just so sor-” he cut you off by pulling you into a tight hug and smiled softly. “Not a day has gone by that I haven’t thought about you telling me, dreamed about it, only to wake up and realize that’s all it was going to be, until now.” He spoke softly and stroked your hair as you took in everything he said. 

 You looked up and moved slightly away when you noticed how close you both were “don’t say this just because you pity me.” You warned, tears threatening to spill over once more. 

 He gave you a toothy smile “I would never lie to you,” He promised and kissed your head, a small action but he had been doing it all throughout your friendship. However now, this kiss held something different and even the thought brought a faint blush to your cheeks as you pulled him back into a tight hug. “Does this mean we can like start dating?” He asked tentatively. 

 You nodded against his chest so you couldn’t see the wide smile that spread across his cheeks as he hugged you tighter while Namjoon finally came out of his hiding spot which happened to be the closet as he had wanted to get away from the lovey dovey stuff as soon as possible. Jungkook went to question the leaders actions before being met with a knowing glare and Jungkook just chuckled and looked at the top of your head and realized in that moment that even if It was Tae that initiated it he fit here in your arms and he couldn’t be more happy.Chat  

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I didn’t get the chance to edit this so I hope you guys forgive me and enjoy this story and please don’t forget to send in requests!!

Calm The Storm

With help from @shadeofazmeinya
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When the Vagabond gets mad there’s no chance of stopping him. None. So imagine the crew surprise when the new hacker manages to calm him down.
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So what if the Vagabond and the golden boy were dating but no one knew and neither of them were permanently part of the fake ah crew yet. But the Vagabond has been working with the crew for quite some time doing hitman work.

After about 6 months doing on and off work with them, the Vagabond recommends the Golden Boy for a big heist. So the crew trusts the Vagabond enough to take his word for it and they hire the Golden Boy.

The heist with the newly invited Golden Boy, goes immediately to shit. Like shittier than usual. The Golden Boy, Michael , and Geoff went into the bank while Jeremy stayed on the roofs to snipe. The Vagabond was going to be on the ground to take out cops while Jack was on getaway.

Everything was going to plan, the Golden Boy got into the bank and went to the banks mainframe from a computer in the back of the bank to unlock the vault. Geoff and Michael just got into the vault when the police showed up. Three minutes earlier than expected. It went to shit from there.

“Shit get out!” Geoff screamed over the comms while grabbing as much money as he could.

Geoff and Michael ran out of the back door of the bank and started making their way to the getaway car thinking that the Golden Boy already left and was already at the car.

Meanwhile the Golden Boy was actually just leaving the computer room when the cops stormed in guns loaded.

“Fuck,” he grunted as a bullet rips into his shoulder as he tries to run as fast as he could to the exit.

Miraculously, he managed to stumble his way out of the bank just in time to see Michael running back to get him. Michael took the Golden Boy by the arm and basically dragged him to the get away car.

“Got him. Vagabond and Jeremy, get a car and meet us back at the safe house.” Michael demanded over the comms.

In the car on the way to the safe house, it was Geoff who saw how pale the Golden Boy had gotten and saw the steady pool of blood forming around him.

“SHIT. Jack, drive faster. Michael help me stop the bleeding.”

They managed to get to the safe house in record time and carried the Golden Boy straight to the kitchen table. Jack rushed to get the heavily supplied first aid kit while Geoff ripped the shirt off the newly unconscious boy.

And that’s how the Vagabond saw them as he stormed into the safe house.

Now the crew has seen him angry before. There’s no stopping him no matter how much pleading and it usually ends with majority of the police force dead or injured. But they have never seen him this angry. Nor have they heard him this vocal.

“WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED? GEOFF YOU PROMISED HE WOULD BE SAFE.” The Vagabond practically threw himself next to Jack and checked over his boyfriend over, noticing the bullet hole currently being sewn and how pale he looked.

“IM GONNA KILL YOU. YOU SAID, NO YOU PROMISED HE WOULD BE SAFE. HES DYING BECAUSE OF YOU!”

His voice lowers, “You better hope he doesn’t die or else you better start running. I will hunt all of you down and make your death excruciatingly slow and painful.”

“Vagabond, we didn’t mea-” Geoff manages to get out before getting cut off.

“NO. You caused this and your crew will pay for it.”

With all the screaming the Vagabond didn’t see his boyfriend wake up and get off the kitchen table ignoring Jacks concerns. While the Vagabond was screaming about threatening their families, the Golden Boy managed to slip his arms around the Vagabonds waist, hugging him from behind.

The Vagabond flinched a little before his whole body seemed to relax. He turned to see his Golden Boy looking at him with pleading eyes.

“Ry, dear, I’m fine. It was just a little bullet, it’s out. I’m gonna be fine. It’s not their fault. I love you, calm down Ry.” The Golden Boy says quietly with the rest of the crew carefully listening in.

“It shouldn’t have happened. You shouldn’t have been out in the field. I can’t lose you. You’re all I have Gavin. I can’t lose you.” Ry begs.

The rest of the crew is astonished. They can’t seem to take their eyes of the couple. The Vagabond is fully relaxed now and the Golden Boy (now Gavin as they found out his name) is practically holding the man and slowly massages a soothing pattern on his back as a way to loosen all tension.

The crew can no longer hear what they are saying to each other as Gavin whispers into Ryan’s ear. But they can here bits and pieces. “Love” and “safe” were used more than once.

After 5 minutes Gavin spoke up, “We are going to go home. Give us the money tomorrow when we come back.” Gavin then turns to Ryan expectingly, “Now apologize to them.”

Ryan looks sheepish with his head down and mumbles, “I’m sorry for threatening you and your families.” Before walking out of the front door with Gavin.

Meanwhile, the rest of the crew is standing there, astonished for hours. What the actual fuck just happened?

Detention - Reddie
(high school Reddie) mild sexual themes

hope ya enjoy

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“You have one hour boys, I hope that you will be well behaved.”

“That’s not what your wife was last nigh-”

“Richie! Shut up!”

“You are gonna stop this damn fighting! Or you’ll never get out of here!”

The fuming teacher scowls at the two children in the desk filled highschool classroom. Eddie is in front, anxiously fumbling with his inhaler, attempting to not get in more trouble then she already was in, attentively listening to the teacher though round eyes of fear. He’s never had detention before, but Richie, the boy sitting two rows down, had been in this plain classroom for hours on end plenty of times.

His muddy converse on the desk with his hands behind his head, supporting his brown locks. Looking up at the teacher with a wide grin, his freckles stretching out to his cheekbones. The teacher just rolled her eyes and walked in annoyance out of the classroom. The door slowly closing behind him. The door creaked shut.

“I can’t fucking believe you trashmouth!”

Eddie spits, keeping his eyes strictly on the blackboard.

“Hey, I didn’t know that challenging the mascot to a dance battle was against the rules!”

Richie put his hands up in defence, looking at the back of Eddie’s head. Eddie shook his hair and mustered up a tight angry frown.

“Well you didn’t have to drag me into it right when the teacher came into the gym! And especially start flipping them off and make mom jokes while they dragged us away!”

He said, whipping his head back in frustration around to see the trashmouth in all his glory. Hands holding him onto the chair, keeping him in place except for his shoulders and head. “Tomatoe, tomato.”

Richie said with a shrug as he winked at the boy. The two have been dating for a couple weeks now, and frankly, it was the best time either of them have had in awhile. The gang didn’t really know yet, (Even though Beverly had her suspicions) but nonetheless the two felt so happy they could actually show their feelings. But of course they had their hiccups. They thought it would be just like having a bestfriend who you make out with, but now moments like these it’s been proven to be a tad bit frustrating. Eddie rolled his eyes and turned his head back, inspecting the blackboard. Richie crooked his neck, and slipped out a small grin. He fixated on the perfectly placed curls on Eddies big head. Richies smoothly lifted his long legs off the table and planted them on the floor. He slowly got up from his seat and walked up behind Eddie, Who didn’t even flnch.

“You know Eds, you really need to loosen up a bit, ya need to jerk off or something?”

Richie said as he started to rub Eddies shoulders, looking now at the top of his perfect head.

“Don’t call me Eds-”

Eddie’s head fell back as he cut himself off with a small moan emitted from his lips, the top of his head on Richies stomach. Richies boney yet nimble fingers took the wound up china doll and melted him in his very hands. A large grin stretched from Richies ear to ear.

“Woah Eds, if I knew you were that easy I woulda done this ages ag-”

“Shut up Richie.”

Eddie said as he grabbed the boy’s hands and threw them off of him.

“We’re supposed to be quiet Richie!”

Eddie spat as he looked up at the boy. He was trying to me intimidating, but he just looked adorable, looking up to Richie like that. Richies heart warmed and he grabbed the boy’s face, he bent down and pressed his lips on Eddies. A tad awkward, since they’re faces were opposite the other, causing for a bit of nose buding.

The two didn’t mind. It was a small moment. But it was theres.

The two loud personalities actually shut up.

Richie lifted his head, to just be looming over Eddie and gazed down at him, still cupping his face. The boy was washed in a bright pink, eyes closed. A bashful smile buzzed on Eddie’s thin pouted lips. Richie was so in love he didn’t even know what to do with himself. He slapped on a dopey grin and held Eddie’s golden curls in between his fingers. Eddies eyes cracked open and looked up at Richie. He started laughing at him.

“You’re such a fucking dork.”

Eddie lifted his head back up and sat up on his desk in one fluid action. His clean white tennis shoes on the chair and him plunked on the edge of the desk, his hands on his knees. Batting his eyelashes at Richie. He knew it was Richie’s weakness.

Richies heart fluttered looking at the big eyed kid. He threw his head back, clenching his own shirt.

“Oh why must you pain me Edward! First you don’t wanna get in trouble, then you dare look so hot and call me names!”

Richie spoke in a dumb voice. Eddie rolled his eyes, trying not to laugh at Richies silly impressions he swears he hates.

“Could you just shut the fuck up for like 5 minutes?”

Eddie spoke, staring at the idiot in front of him trying to fake cry.

“I think I could find a way.”

Richie quickly reputed, smiling as he put himself in between the boys knees, letting Eddie give out a small giggle, and Richie pressed his chapped lips to Eddie’s soft, red lips holding the boys waist, his hands moving up and down his back reassuringly under his shirt. Eddie was very softly pecking at first, letting Richie do all the work, Richie was so desperate, Eddie liked to give him a moment just to let him squirm. Richie groaned into Eddie, sloppily kissing his lower lip, Eddie laughed, but shortly became much more forceful with the kiss, his hands on either side of Richies face, pushing him into it, and confidently grabbed a lock of Richies hair and tugged. Hard.

Richie grunted and grasped Eddies back. His fingernails lightly scraping Eddies back. Causing Eddie to let out a loud moan between the boys lips.

“Quiet in there!”

A voice from the other room shouted out.

Richie and Eddies heads both shot up to the wall the voice came from. Still holding each other.

They slowly looked back at each other and started laughing, Eddie attempting to shush Richie but ending up laughing along with him.

“Who’s the dork now? Moaning like that!”

“You seemed to like it, trashmouth.”

first dates w/ mark lee

• ok so
• you’re at the mall just minding your own business
• (looking at your phone and not knowing where you’re going tbh)
• when you bump into this boy
• and that’s how you end up with a smoothie all over your shirt
• you’re kind of dazed still from the collision
• but when you snap out of it
• there’s this adorable boy in front of you apologising repeatedly
• avoiding your gaze but you can see the blush on his cheeks
• and you can feel your heart skipping a beat when you make eye contact with him because he’s actually so adorable???

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“are you okay? you have a cut on your face.” you stroked his cheek.

“it was fucking crazy.” he stated. you laughed, he’d changed so much since you met. at first he barley spoke 5 words together but now he was saying everything on his mind, like how much he loved you.

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lack of gifs lead to uncharacteristic things

Too Sweet -Jungkook- Blueberries | #18 #27

Originally posted by mochifairyjimin

Anon: 27 + 18 with Jungkook from too sweet?

#18 “Uh, no.”
#27 “You’re such a sweetheart.”

author’s note: hii this apart of part 8. I will probably delete this after I release part 8. And I will be making a mlist for my drabbles soon ❁



In the cafeteria, where all of the students would come to hangout and play around, you sat with Namjoon. He was drilling you on your upcoming test but you didn’t know how much more you could do.

“Are we done? My brain hurts…” 

“We’ve been here for less than an hour, but if you want to take a brake go ahead.” He finally let you go. You went to the chef who always took requests for snacks and tasty treats.

“Hi, can I have a bowl of blueberries?” The chef took your requests and went to the back of the kitchen. You stood there, waiting for the bowl of blueberries and low and behold Jungkook was walking over to you.

“Y/N.” He said your voice with a singsong tone, a lollipop between his lips and a grin. 

“What do you want?” He retorted, glancing at him briefly before taking the fruit back to your table.

“Oh, you know what I want.” He chuckled, his hand coming to brush your hair from your shoulder. “I see you’ve been pretty busy. Damn, is there any place they haven’t bitten you?” He was referring to the multiple night wounds, littlering your skin beautifully. You rolled your eyes, trying to get away from him by taking your books and going to the study area. Namjoon had left and you were cursing yourself for leaving him for a stupid bowl of blueberries.

“I’ll be there in a minute Y/N.” Namjoon spoke walking past the hall and you hoped he’d come soon. Jungkook prowled around, there weren’t many students and the area you were sitting was somewhat secluded. He kept staring at you.

“Can you stop staring at me?” 

“Uh, no.” He laughed, closing your book and getting in your face. “I can stare at you as long as I’d like. If it wasn’t for Jin Hyung I’d be doing far more than staring, trust me.” You glared at him, getting up and attempting to leave but  he pinned you to the wall by your shoulders, a cocky grin plastered on his face. 

“You’re such a-” He silenced you with taking the lollipop and pressing it to your lips before tossing it somewhere.

“You’re such a sweetheart.” He quipped. “You know,” he leaned in, twiddling with your hair, “there’s no reason for me not to feed from you. They just don’t want me to have a good thing, there’s nothing wrong with us…Us doing this together. I personally think you were meant for me, a gift from above per se.” If there was one thing they all had in common it was their eyes, all of them had such mesmerizing eyes. “Your blood smells so good…” He brushed his nose against your neck, making you wince at the feeling.

“That’s nice isn’t it?” He blew air on your skin, sending shivers up your spine. 

“Jungkook, we’re not supposed to be doing this.” You mumbled, praying that your voice sounded convincing enough—his teeth were touching your skin.

“Why does it feel so right then?-”

“Jungkook. Get off of her.” Jin spoke, all 5 of the boys staring at you and Jungkook. Jungkook glared at them, then looked back to you.

“Ah, they found us…” He sighed. “Do you not want this? You want it from Yoongi hyung…” He asked, grinning.

“I- Jin said you weren’t allowed to-” He cut you off.

“Do you or do you not, that’s the question. Simple question really. You don’t seem to-” 

“Get away from her right now Jungkook! I won’t say it again. Jimin take him to his room and make sure he stays there.” That’s the first time you’ve seen Jin show any type of anger. Jungkook was dragged away from you, all of the boys following him except Jin and Yoongi.

“Are you okay?” Jin walked closer to you, inspecting you for any physical harm.

“Jin…why is it so bad for Jungkook to feed from me? It seems harmless to me. He says there’s nothing wrong with us-” 

“Don’t ask me about that Y/N. It’s nothing you need to worry about.” Jin ran his fingers through his hair.

“But-”

“Don’t ask me again. Sleep in one of our rooms tonight, or just until I can talk to Jungkook.” With that he was gone, Yoongi was silent, not saying anything with his lips but his eyes told all. It was a look of condemnation, frustration, selfishness, you weren’t sure why he would feel that way. They all wanted one thing from you, how was Jungkook any different? How could he hurt you?

Again.