Modern!AU Jacob Frye Headcanons
  • You can’t bring him to parties with bounce houses
  • He loves bounce houses 
  • Haven’t found him for the past four hours ?? !? Lost him at party ?? ? No you didn’t. He is in bounce house 
  • Also don’t forget trampolines
  • He totally shows off on said trampolines
  • Did I mention he practically lives at the gym 
  • And yes he’s totally that one prick hanging out in the back showing off his muscles with one armed push-ups and shit
  • He helps any and all old people/kids cross the street. Even if he totally doesn’t have the time because he’s late for work again
  • He will almost always find his way into Bath and Body Works when at the mall
  • And gAMESTOP because we all know he is such a video gaming nerd
  • When going on shopping trips he will insist in carrying all the bags and will refuse to let you carry even one
  • Like my God he is trying to carry fifteen bags and chances are you will only be able to stand there and watch hiM DROP EVERYTHING-
  • He will proudly buy feminine products for his LI (▰˘◡˘▰) 
  • Along with a dozen cupcakes because he knows whats up 
  • Speaking of sugar his favorite aisle at the grocery store is you guessed it: the candy aisle
  • Literally don’t take him there
  • He will try to buy everything
  • And then take three hours figuring out what he wants
  • He periodically dances around his house in his underwear
  • That obnoxious singing you hear next door ? ?? ! ? Also him 
  • Water ballon fights ??! ? Fukin run while you can this man takes no prisoners
  • He takes capture the flag way too seriously
  • And snowball fights 
  • Don’t even get me started on dodgeball 
  • He can play the guitar and sing really well 
  • He adores carnivals 
  • And roller coasters
  • Like good fukin luck I hope your stomach is made of steel you will experience all rides at least 3x 
  • Haunted Houses do not phase this man
  • His constant smart-assery also makes it impossible for you to be scared when going through one with him 

anonymous asked:

Just re-watched the episode wherein Cartman tells everybody he and Kyle are a couple. So, prompt! What if years later people still believe that? What if he still tells people that? Cause Cartman wanted that the whole time for real, for them to be a couple. When and what would be enough for Kyle to get it and give him a chance? :D

((Lmao this sucks. I’m sorry. Kyman is such a challenge to write but I’m trying my hardest.The ending is kind of rushed and the development makes me cringe but I’m trying to keep these all shorter in length and this one was becoming one of my longest ones??? So yeah. Enjoy some rushed Kyman fluff. – I think next I’m going to skip around to a Creek prompt because it’s been a while))

“Still dating? Well, actually, Kahl and I are still dating. Have been for long time now.” Eric Cartman grinned at the curious underclassman standing before him. “Weird ‘ain’t it? We’ve been together for soo long. I can’t believe anyone forget. Go ahead and tell everyone that we are still together. The world needs to know.”

“Oh! O-Oh, okay Eric. I’ll tell my friends and stuff.”

“No, tell your entire class. Tell everyone you know. Everyone.”

- - - - -

“So Kyle. I’m pissed at you.” I glance up from my book to glance at my best friend who is looking pretty angry.

“Stan I’m kind of trying to study. The SATs are in two days and you know how important it is to me.”

“Yeah and this is important to me.” I roll my eyes and glance down at the history textbook.

“Can’t it wait two days? I’ve been studying for weeks now. It’s imperative I score well. I can’t slack off now.”

“Stop using your stupid big words, it’s not gonna scare me off this time. You can either chose your god damn stupid studying or you can pick your best friend. Your call.” Stan is truly angry and I honestly have no idea why.

I swear to god I haven’t done anything done lately. It’s usually Stan who makes piss-poor life choices.

“Of course I pick you Stan. What’s wrong? Why are you angry? I swear I’m probably innocent.”

Stan sighs and crosses his arms.

“So the entire school is saying that you’ve been dating Cartman for like years. And you do making fucking googly eyes at him all the time but I figured you just like weirdly fucking liked him. But you’ve been dating him for years? Every time I’d ask you what you felt toward him you’d get all flustered and shit. But, you’ve never told me you’re dating him! What the hell man?”

Not often am I left speechless but this sure did the trick.

“What, you got nothing to say? Nothing to deny. Seriously, what the fuck.”

“No! Stan, shit. I’m just really confused and surprised? I mean… what? I-I… I’m not dating Cartman! And I don’t know, I don’t like-like him.” I honestly don’t know my feelings towards fatass but I feel myself getting a little red.

“That’s not what the school is saying.”

“It’s Cartman. You know how he is. He makes up all kinds of stupid lies. He’s a pathological liar.” Stan’s grimace lessens slightly as he stares at me silently. After a moment he shrugs.

“If you say so.”

“I do say so. I promise if I ever start dating anyone, especially Fatass, I’d tell you immediately. Now is it okay if I get back to studying?” Stan shrugs and silently leaves the room. With a heavy sigh I turn back to my books.

- - -

“Hey Kahl, how’d you r SATs go?”

“Cartman… Why the fuck are you holding my hand?” I glance over at the slightly taller thick brunette who stares at me with a smirk.

“Just showing some love, boyfriend.” I pull away from him and flip him off.

“Don’t talk to me. I’m not your boyfriend fuck face.”

- - -

34… 15… 9.


“What the actual fuck.” There’s a slight thud against the locker door as one chubby brunette stares at me.

“Happy like six year anniversary or whatever, Kahl.”

“Cartman, what the hell is this?” I stare at the large contents shoved into my locker horrified.

“It’s obviously a giant teddy bear.”

“But… why?”

“Because we’ve been together for sooo long.” I spin around to stare at Cartman. I feel a little flushed and my stomach is doing weird annoying things.

“Cartman this is one of your weirdest stunts. Please just stop. What the hell are you trying to achieve with this?” I ask hesitantly.

I honestly expect Cartman to grin or laugh or do something equally sadistic but instead he sighs and shakes his head slightly.

“Im being serious Kyle. Maybe we’re not actually in a relationship but we could be. I’d rock your world.” I’m left once again speechless as Cartman smiles slightly and winks. Without another word he turns and walks away. Slowly I turn back to my locker and stare at the giant cream teddy bear that’s hugging a red heart.

I notice a sticky note on the giant bears shoulder.

I know that that one faggy lovers holiday isn’t for a few weeks but I guess it’d be pretty cool if you were my Valentine. B my Valentine?

The note isn’t sickly sweet like his ploys usually are… I think he might actually be serious.

“Oh shit.”

- - -

I spent all of last night staring at that stupid huge teddy bear while thinking of Cartman. I really don’t know how I feel about him but I know I’m definitely feeling something. I couldn’t sleep nor could I get him out of my head.

By the time morning rolled around I realized I was ready to confront him about it. I don’t know what I was going to do or say but I know it needs to happen.

But… when I got to school he avoided me. I tried my hardest to catch him. After school I went to his house but nothing worked.

So I tried again the next day. And the day after that. And then the day after that.

A week passed of him completely avoiding me.

Stan stopped talking to me and stuck to Wendy. Everything began turning into a mess.

Finally, exactly a week after the teddy bear confrontation I ran into him. It was the middle of class so I left to go to to the bathroom. I walked in and to my surprise he was standing at the sinks, washing his hands.

When he caught sight of me he visibly paled. I couldn’t find the will in me to move out of his way as he finished washing his hands.

“I need to get back to class.” He says levelly. I swallow thickly and shake my head.

“Can we talk?” Cartman rolls his eyes and crosses his arms.

“I was kidding you know. About valentine’s day. I was messin with you Kahl. Did it work?” He’s smiling cockily but I know he’s lying. He’s trying to play it all off.

“But you weren’t.”

“Kyle, I need to get back to class. I’ve been gone for half the class. Move.” He steps closer to me in hopes I’d move but against my will I instead move closer to him. The hooded look in his eyes and thin lips turned down at the corners are hard to look away from.

What would it be like to kiss Eric Cartman?

I don’t know who moves but the next thing I know our lips are locked together and his hands are gripping my shoulders. Kissing him isn’t what I expected. It feels possessive but sweet and caring.

It makes me wonder who Eric Cartman really is.

When our lips separate I glance up at him with heavy eyes. “Be my valentine?” I whisper.

He responds with a sweet embrace.


Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On a, Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby, kiss me

Fill my heart with song
And let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you

Fly Me To The Moon - Frank Sinatra

I don’t want this. I don’t want to be the girl who needs you to be happy or to feel “enough.” I always told myself I would never be that girl, that I didn’t need anyone else. And then you came along. It’s been 46 days and I am under your spell. But I don’t want this.

I want to be the girl who takes care of herself first. I want to be the girl who doesn’t call back, who doesn’t stare at you in the hallway, who can pull off a leather jacket. I want to be the girl who drinks coffee in the morning and stargazes at night and takes pottery classes in between. I want to be the one that you think about at night, about how I’m a mystery, how you wish you knew more about me. I want to be the one who leaves lipstick marks on your chest redder than the ones on my cigarettes. I want to be the girl that no one knows but everyone wants.

I never decided to be the girl who looks to others for validation. It’s funny, isn’t it, the way things happen. It doesn’t matter how many times I tell myself I can be the girl with more art than scars because one look from you and I am back to the girl who doesn’t know what to do with her hands.
I don’t want this, but what can I do? I can’t fucking seem to get over you.

—  you drive me crazy and I don’t know how to make it stop
the reporter & the camera man | clark/jimmy

Jimmy was late to work -  again. It didn’t help that he was without a car, and so every time he rolled out of bed 30 minutes after he’d actually planned to, he was forced to bike to the office in a frenzy and arrive looking like he’d been through a wind storm. As he rode the elevator up to the Daily Planet’s 15th floor (the photography department, conveniently located in the middle of the building), he tried in vain to hand-tame his hair. His tie was also askew - barely even tied, thrown on over a winkled blue shirt, a cardigan over top of it all. He liked the comfortable, slightly-nerdy style. It worked for him. Well, when he didn’t look like he’d slept in his clothes anyway.

He burst out of the elevator and managed to barrel straight into a - very firm - chest. “Oh, shit - sorry!” Jimmy looked up, his eyes traveling to meet Clark’s very blue ones, hidden behind thick black glasses. “Clark - sorry - I’m just. I am very late.” He laughed, nervously, puling back his hand when he realized it was on his friend’s arm. “So, what are you doing on the photography floor?”

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