RUBY: “I swear that it wasn’t my fault!! it was because of that dumb stupid -bleep- who held me captive for all those days!!”


((AAAA IM SO SORRY FOR THE HIATUS EVERYONE!! I had a major art block and now I have an upcoming exam and a really big presentation,, however I will try my best to answer questions as quickly as possible because I think I owe you guys a lot.. but please understand that I can now only answer questions by traditional art it’s the best I can do at this point..))

guys im creeping myself out bc recently i keep having this really strong sense that someone is missing every time i look at a picture of bts, and one time there was this doctor who episode where when u died your whole existence was completely eradicated from all of time like you were never even born, but if you really feel strongly enough about them you can remember that somethings off and MY DUMB BRAIN IS MAKING ME THINK THERE IS AN EIGHTH MEMBER OF BTS THAT DIED AND WAS FORGOTTEN ABOUT BUT IM REMEMBERING GLIMPSES AND CAN FEEL HIS ABSENCE ?????


Just two dumb boys ™

Interviewer : how do you guys stay so humble ?

Josh : I think we just make fun of each other a lot. We just like knock each other down. If I do something dumb and I know it’s dumb, than he makes me feel really dumb.Then I can’t think I’m sweet later on, cause I’m like .. “I’m dumb”

Tyler: it’s like my goal to make you just feel dumb

Josh : And than we get into a room with celebrities and we’re both just two dumb boys


anonymous asked:

so Michael,, you in the dating scene or,,,,? ;)

With the way my life looks at the moment, I’m just not really looking for a relationship right now, I guess! No sweat!

And oh- why am I still holding onto him? Well, it might sound silly, but…

Knowing that an amazing guy like him is still out there… somewhere in the universe…? It makes me strong enough to keep punchin’ through the days with confidence, y’know? 

I… really do miss him. It sounds dumb, maybe, but I’m still hoping that he’ll come back one day and we’d hang out together again! Even if it’s only occasionally. 

I wish that when that day comes- hopefully, I’ll still be someone he’s more than proud to call his friend… 

B-But, I mean- it might not even happen! Who knows? Obviously not me, but one can surely hope, am I right? Positive vibes all around, aha! 🌠

Anyways, even if we don’t talk anymore, I’m still wishing the absolute best for him, y’know… wherever he might be.

anonymous asked:

For the requests: could you do one where Y/N is super self-conscious about being a virgin, but she wants to have her first time with Harry and he's super patient and sweet and they take it slow and afterwards Harry craddles you in his arms and they fall asleep? That'd be cool! Thank you <3

So I was working on this and finished it last night right before I started working on four walls. I hope you enjoy this, sorry for not having a chapter of four walls ready! I love you guys, enjoy some fluffy smut.

// Virgin 

“I know I shouldn’t be embarrassed,” You mumble quietly, eyes darting in every direction valiantly trying to miss his gaze. “I am, though.” Being a virgin is not something to be ashamed of. Waiting is not something to be ashamed of. Being afraid is not something to be ashamed of. However, it’s knowing that he’s not a virgin and while it may be special to you… would it really feel the same for him? It all sounds dumb in your head, but it’s valid and It’s the thought of disappointment. It’s drop in your stomach and the twinge in your heart that causes you to practically grimace when you feel his eyes on you. Nimble fingers rub anxiously against the silky pink fabric of the robe that you’ve wrapped securely around yourself. Feet away, he sits on the couch. Black shirt fully unbuttoned. He’s got red lipstick smeared on his lips and a worried look washed over his features. He’s terrified he’s done something wrong. Afraid he’s pushed too far or overstepped some boundary… but he hasn’t. It was perfect. Warm, callused hands on your delicate hips. Sloppy, wet kisses amidst the giggles that caused your heart to soar, and then it hit you. The same sick, anxious feeling that always seemed to find its way in and push you out. You jumped from his lap, lip instantly trapped under your teeth. So now, he’s got his warm green eyes all over you, scanning your body every few seconds wanting so badly to read your mind.

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Vanilla Rules || Chapter 1


Genre: Badboy! au, College! au, romance, drama

Word count: 2.1k (sorry I know its long)

Warnings: Just a lil bit of swearing and mentions of throwing up (just in case anyone has a weak stomach. its not graphic but idk)


The hate saga between you and baddie of the town Park Jimin rests on two very simple (vanilla) rules: 1.) Hate each other for the rest of your lives and 2.)under no circumstances fall in love with each other. But what happens when one of starts falling for the other? Will passion win or will rage take the game?

A/N: if you want chapter 2 then pretty please let me know whether you like it. Honestly it takes a lot more effort to write than read so I dont want to waste my time writing this if the response isn't worth the work I put in. I hope you guys enjoy this and also thank you for taking the time to read it!❤️ I’ll put out a ch 2 teaser depending on how things go. Enjoy reading :)

Prologue || Ch 1 || Ch 2 teaser


Originally posted by h-farah01

Park Jimin was the worst man you ever had the displeasure of knowing. He was cold, rude, arrogant, indifferent to everyone around him. He never cared for anyone but himself. He trampled over people, used them for his own means and discarded them like waste. Everyone loved him, except for you which is why you sometimes wondered whether he seeked you out on purpose. It was a very sick and twisted game the both of you played, but neither of you ever wanted to stop.

“I think you two like each other in a twisted way” Taehyung your best friend would tell you, earning a scoff which was followed by a glare, every single time he uttered the words. No one ever made you feel as frustrated and angry as he did. “You’re wrong. He has it out for me for whatever reason. He doesnt like me” you would state as a matter of factly in turn earning a laugh of disbelief from Taehyung.

Not to mention Jimin was the biggest fuck boy you knew. Not only did he have zero respect for others, he didn’t even respect himself enough to set himself to a good standard because he would fuck anything that had two legs and a vagina.

You really hated him.

He never let any opportunity to mess up your life go amiss. Whether it was purposely making you late for class, or butting his nose in your romantic endeavours and driving your partners away.

“I am the only guy for you y/n” he had told you the time when he had driven away your dumb ex boyfriend by making it look like you had cheated on him. “ Love it or hate it because you are stuck with me princess” After a while you had given up on relationships because Jimin always ensured it didn’t last past one week.

“Thinking about me?” You were startled out of your thoughts as Jimin’s voice rang through your ears. He occupied the seat next to you and you had to stop yourself from retching because the pungent smell of smoke mixed with the cheap beer invaded your nostrils. “Aww was wittle baby missing me? Does precious little Jiminie need an ass kicking” your voice dripped with sarcasm.

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The Way You Looked at Me. [Chapter One]

Pairing: Jung Hoseok x Reader

Genre: Angst

College AU!

Word Count: 2.1K

[TEASER:SHORT] [Chapter One] [Chapter Two] [Chapter Three] [Chapter Four] [Chapter Five] [Final Chapter]

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin


I looked at him from the other side of the lecture hall. Seeing his side profile, I wanted to smile. I wanted to continue to admire his features, but I couldn’t. I can’t be caught by anyone here. He was sat alone, at the bottom corner of the lecture theatre, closest to the exit. When it’s time to go he would always be the last one to go. He was smart, he would take his sweet time to pack up his things after finishing off writing his notes. His notes were so well written, so neat - those things reflected the person that he was. He was well composed, and neat. 

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Love Me Back Part 2

Summary: Y/N is Peter’s best friend and she’s in love with him. She finally admits her feelings to him only to find out he’s in love with someone else

Warnings: Language

Word Count: 1323

A/N: I’m going to write a part 3 to this just so you know!! This part might be a little boring but the story will get better! I loved your feedback from part 1 so I really hope this is somewhat enjoyable and that you like it!! (PS posting from mobile!)


The masked hero stood on your fire escape, the droplets of rain drenching his suit. Your heart was pounding, and your eyes widened. No words were spoke, you both stood there frozen in silence, except for the soft pitter patter of the rain. Your lips parted, but he spoke first.

“Hi… I’m sorry I bothered you at 2 in the morning, but your light was on… And I don’t know I guess I was, um, bored…” When he spoke, his voice sounded somewhat high for a guy, and then you realized he was either your age or close…

Your cheeks turned pink and you let a small smile form. “I don’t mind, I’m not getting any sleep anyway…” You murmured. “Would you care to come in? It’sa bit wet out here.”

“Yeah, sure, thanks…” He nodded. Spider-Man climbed into your warm room, and you both stood there in awkward silence. You were fidgeting with your fingers and biting your lip; two nervous habits of yours. “I’m Spider-Man if you didn’t know!”

“Um yeah, I wouldn’t have let you in if I didn’t. But I’m Y/N.”

“So… You said you weren’t gonna get any sleep tonight… Why was that?” Spider-Man said.

You sighed and took a deep breath. “It’s a long story and, well, I don’t really know you.”

“Aw, come on! I’m your neighborhood hero! Have a chat with ol’ Spidey!” He pleaded with a jokingly tone.

You just shook your head. “Trust me, I’d love to get the horrors of tonight off my chest but I can’t go telling random strangers-”

“I’m not a stranger, I’m Spider-Man! Who am I gonna tell anyway?”

The hero had a point; There was no way you had known the guy under the mask… Right?

“I-I guess…” You inhaled a sharp breath and exhaled slowly. “Well… So I had a crush on this dumb friend of mine since like 6th grade. Tonight I told him how I feel… or felt?” You felt a pain in your chest. Telling the story of tonight felt like pouring salt on a fresh wound. It hurt. “He just kind of told me he doesn’t like me like that, and that he’s been secretly dating this girl…” Your voice faltered, and you could feeling your eyes stinging. “And now I’m crying because of Peter Parker. I always hoped he’d be the one person to never make me cry.”

“I’m sorry…” Spider-Man said, and you could tell he was genuinely sorry for you.

“It’s just like I’ve been under some dumb spell for him! I hate it. I hate the situation, and I hate him… I hate how he doesn’t love me back… ” You had tears pouring out of your eyes, and you quickly wiped them away. “God, I just met you like 10 minutes ago and I’m pouring my heart out you… I’m so sorry.”

“No, no! Don’t worry about it, I don’t just fight crime, I make people happy. I’m your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, you know?” The boy said in an effort to make you happier. “I really don’t mind it either; it’s good to let the pain out sometimes.”

You gave him a grateful smile. “Thanks.”

Spider-Man walked over to your wall, where you had some pictures you had taken and some poems you wrote. Your eyes widened once you remembered the lovesick poems you’d once written.

“Fuck, please don’t read those!” You cursed.

“Is this really how you felt?” Spider-Man turned around, with a poem pulled off your wall and now in between his fingers. “Did you tell him this?”

“I tried.”

“These are really good, Y/N! Are they all about t-this boy?” He said with a hint of nervousness in his voice.

You tucked your hair behind your ear. “Yeah… I was just ripe with poetry around him. I could’ve written novels with what I felt for him.”

“You’re really poetic huh?”

You nodded. “I never share my poems. I’ll never really show my emotions, but I’ll always write them. They’re personal.”

“They’re amazing is what they are.”

“But they’re all about him, and I can’t love him anymore.” You mumbled, taking the poem from the hero’s hands and ripping it up. “Can you die from heartbreak? Because right now it feels like you can…”

You squeezed your eyes shut to hold back the tears. You hated the feeling of being emotionally vulnerable, especially in front of Spider-Man. Tears had just began to escape when he wrapped his arms around you.

“I know I, uh, just met you….” He cleared his throat. “But you’ll be okay. I’m so sorry Y/N”

He opened his mouth to speak again, but instead of hearing his voice, you heard sirens. Spider-Man’s head snapped up and all he muttered was, “I have to go.”

The hero hopped over your window and before you knew it, he was gone, swinging around Queens.


The next day at school, you showed up with dark circles under your eyes and messy bun; you had gotten no sleep. MJ found you pretty quickly, and began to interrogate you. “You have to tell me what happened!”

“It’s nothing MJ! Just drop the topic please…”

“You’re doing that thing where you shut people to avoid showing basic human emotion again!”

“Well what do you expect! He broke my heart!” You said a little too loudly, causing people to look in your direction. You stormed away from MJ, or rather the people whose eyes seemed to be glued to you.

You turned the corner of the hall, colliding into another body and your books falling down in front of you. You bent down to pick them, and muttered, “It’s been a really long night. I’m sorry…” You looked up, only to be met with the same chocolatey eyes you’ve loved since 6th grade. Peter was holding your binder up to you, which you quickly snatched away.

You grabbed the rest of your books and began quickly walking away. “Y/N wait!”

“Fuck off Parker!” You yelled back at him. He tried to chase after you, but lost you in the crowd.

The next few classes dragged on, and when lunch rolled around, you were exhausted. You walked with Michelle towards the lunchroom, telling her the events of last night. “It just hurt MJ. I feel like I’m not good enough for him.”

“Y/N, you’re beautiful and amazing, if he can’t see that there’s no way he deserves you.”

“I guess, but I can’t help-” You paused looking at the sight in front of you. You had made your way to your usual table with Peter and Ned, but there was another face there, and it was Liz. Now, you had lost your best friend and your stupid table. Your eyes widened, and you turned on your heel and muttered, “God I’m such an idiot.”

The rest of the day was thankfully uneventful, mostly due to the fact you left school early after lunch. You only had easy classes after lunch, and you were exhausted anyway.

When you arrived home, you put a comfy baggy sweater on with fuzzy socks. You made tea, too, and watch the rain fall onto Queens from your small bedroom window. You loved the rain, you always have, so this moment was somewhat calming for you. The rain was glowing on the Queens skyline from the lights, and you felt at peace. You began to write a poem, when you were interrupted by a tap on the window.

You saw the same red and blue figure you saw before. You excitedly walked over to the window and slid it up. You only met him once, but there was something about him that made you feel better…

“You came back!”

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Loserz Club Binch // Modern Imagine

*In which the reader joins the losers club’s group chat*

I got this idea from another imagine :) I’ll link their account when I find it. I thought it was pretty cool so I decided to write one, but of course different from them.

Warnings: Cursing from Thotzier and company

Characters: Losers Club and female!reader (I can make a male one & a gender neutral one if ya want me too :~) just drop me an ask!)

Loserz Club Binch — 11:45 am

Bev Marsh: are you guys alive???? I have an announcement

BenBen: what is it Bev?

Richie Thotzier: sent an image



Bev Marsh: but fr fr fr I need everyone here for this announcement, someone get the others

Richie Thotzier: YO I GOTCHU ILL SPAM THEm

BenBen: oh man Rest In Peace to them

-Private Message between Richie and Eddie-



Richie Thotzier: EDS


Eddie K: Listen here motherfcker I’m in math rn and unlike you I actually care about my grades ok fuc off and let me learn




Eddie K: ok u know what fuck you you’re getting blocked

Richie Thotzier: ok wait no don’t do that

Richie Thotzier has been blocked

“Son of a bitch.” Richie whispered loudly gaining looks from his fellow classmates.

-Losers Club Binch groupchat-

Richie Thotzier: smh Eddie’s hoe ass blocked me


BenBen: get rekt honestly

Richie Thotzier: fuc off bennyboo

Billy: ?????? What happened ???????

Richie Thotzier: aw damn I can’t spam bill to go on the chat now

Billy: ??? What why do you have to spam me ??

Richie Thotzier: bc you weren’t on so

Billy: ok???


Bev Marsh: you don’t have to, stan has study hall so he’ll get on soon


Mikey: NOOOOOPE IM HERE also can y’all stfu and let me read the chat for like 2 minutes k thanks

Stan Uris: yea me too I need to read what the fuck happened here

Richie Thotzier: aw damn I can’t spam y’all anymore

*Two minutes of inactivity*

Mikey: ok done

Stan Uris: thank jesus I got on quick, if I didn’t richie would’ve spammed me

Richie Thotzier: no don’t worry I’ll spam u rn

Stan Uris: sent an image

Richie Thotzier: yOu aRE so FuCKINF diSRESPecTful

Stan Uris: :)

BenBen: I just got in trouble for laughing


Mikey: omfg stfu anywayyyy Bev please tell us your announcement

Mikey: sorry for saying stfu btw that wasn’t nice

Billy: it’s ok mike lol

Bev Marsh: OH RIGHT ok so I made friends with the new girl, Y/N, and I wanted to ask you guy’s permission to add her

Billy: I have no problem adding new people in the gc so yea sure go ahead Bev

Mikey: yea you can add her :~)

BenBen: ^

Stan Uris: add her as long as she doesn’t try to spam me LIKE RICHIE then I’m good

Bev Marsh: nah she’s really cool, you’ll see

Richie Thotzier: is she hot

Bev Marsh: bruh are you kidding me

Richie Thotzier: No I’m not

Bev Marsh: *eyeroll emoji* what does that have to do with anything?? so what if she’s pretty

Richie Thotzier: nothing I’m just asking ;)

Stan Uris: stfu Richie

Billy: Just add her Bev lol

Mikey: you’re a creep richie just saying

BenBen: exactly wth man

Eddie K: he’s always been a creep


Eddie K: I’ll unblock you whenever I want to

Richie Thotzier: I’m going to fuckin spam this chat if you don’t unblock me rn

Bev: can you not??? I’m about to add Y/N

Richie Thotzier: sent an image

Stan Uris: can someone kick this hoe out of the chat

Eddie K: I second that suggestion


Bev Marsh has added (your screen name) into the groupchat

YourScreenName: I just got a shit ton of notifications omfg my phone is blowing up

Bev Marsh: Lol get used to it, it’s going to happen a lot if you’re in this chat

Richie Thotzier: so you’re Y/N huh 😏😏

YourScreenName: yes that’s me???

Billy: ignore him Y/N, Richie’s just being a creep

Stan Uris: ^

Richie Thotzier: iM NOTTTT I was joking

Richie Thotzier: or am I??? 👀

YourScreenName: is your last name really Thotzier bc that’s hilarious

Richie Thotzier: ya it is, it perfectly describes me bc I’m a thot 😉

Eddie K: his last name is not “thotzier” it’s tozier 🤦🏻‍♂️

(author’s note: if you can’t see the emoji, it’s the facepalming guy)

BenBen: Richie’s just being dumb lmao ignore him

Richie Thotzier: I’m kicking u out of the chat ben


Richie Thotzier: watch me hoe

Richie Thotzier has kicked BenBen out of the chat 

Bev Marsh: are you fuckin kidding me

YourScreenName: i’m so fucking lost what the fuck just happened what


Mikey: bruh i’ll talk to you guys later, i have work to do

Billy: alrighty mike, talk to you later

YourScreenName: ttyl mike

Eddie K: bye mike

Stan Uris: ^

Billy: also what the fuck richie

Richie Thotzier: lol i just wanted to do that bc I haven’t kicked anyone out in a long time

YourScreenName: who was the last person kicked out before ben lmfao


YourScreenName: dfbndklfjgkdjfg im cryign

Bev Marsh: anyway ima talk to you guys later too bc i have class in like 5 minutes so bye

Billy: same we’re switching classes in 5, also richie you better add ben back smh

Stan Uris: if you dont we’re goign to make a separate groupchat without you in it

Stan Uris: going*

Richie Thotzier: ok wait no don’t do that i’ll add him back rn

YourScreenName: dfkjngkdlfjg lmfaooaoaoaoa

Richie Thotzier has added BenBen into the groupchat

BenBen: you’re such a dick richie

Stan Uris: true, anyway i’m going to go now i’ll talk to you guys later

YourScreenName: me too, ttyl

BenBen: ^^

Eddie K: same same

Richie Thotzier: smh y’all are no fun

And so the losers shut their laptops and walked their way into their next class period. They all met up in the hallway at one point and properly introduced themselves to Y/N. 

That was funnn, I’ll make a part two once I reach 400 followers :) i hope you guys enjoyed that nonsense lol 


Author: airplanewishes

Summary: This is not how Stiles wanted to come back. Him coming back isn’t about him and his ex-boyfriend. It’s supposed to be because Scott and Allison are getting married. It’s supposed to be a fun reunion and not the kind that maybe his friends are still hoping for him, something that Stiles doesn’t know what to think about. Sure, Derek may be his one great love, the one that got away as well, but that didn’t mean that Stiles hasn’t moved on. Derek clearly has and Stiles has too. Stiles being back doesn’t change any of that. It doesn’t change the fact that it has been three years and that it’s over.

Info: 34k | Teen | Post Break-up

Notes: I’m a sucker for post break-up. It’s the perfect balance between angst, pining, UST and, in some cases, hate to love. What can you want more? This one also features a lot of miscommunication and two dumb guys just being forever in love. -C

Sneak Peek:

“It’s fine,” Stiles tells her, finishing his second drink in one gulp. “It’s been three years and he really has been dating other people for a while now.”

“She’s met his family, Stiles,” Lydia points out like Stiles doesn’t know that and what it means. Lydia saying it out loud just satisfies Stiles’ curiosity about Julia being the first one Derek’s introduced to his family after him. “Are you sure you’re okay with that?”

“I am. It’s bound to happen,” Stiles finally responds after a third drink. “It’s impossible for someone like Derek to stay single and play around for so long. Not when he’s the long-term relationship kind of guy.” Stiles would know. He and Derek were together for six years.

Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Originally posted by nestorquik

Request: Hey! I just wanted to request a story about the reader having the worst day, like so much worse than even getting struck by lighting-worse. Maybe into an accident and break a few bones? Team rushing over jus tin time as the ambulence’s arrive to take the reader away and they ride with them to the hospital, well, one of them, while the rest of the team follows in their cars. Sorry if this isn’t somethin you’re willing to write, btw

Summary: Fem!Reader just has a really long day. Much angst.

A/N: HEY GUYS! I’m baaack! Didya miss me? No? You didn’t even notice I was gone? Same. Anyway, hiatus is over (until finals week probably lol) and now I’m back to writing! I was so excited to post today that I accidentally woke up at 3am oops. Anyways, hope you guys enjoy this one! I had crazy writer’s block when I tried writing this one, took me the whole weekend while camping + Monday to finally finish this one smh Enjoy!

Wordcount: 887, meh not too shabby for my first post-hiatus fic

Warning: mention of blood, car accident, angst

Requests are closed for now, very sorry friends :(

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Dear Followers,

This blog is probably gonna go inactive for… Forever, since, by the end of tonight, there will be no one using it. Sorry to all my followers, but you guys probably don’t even care. I’m just some idiot on the internet that posts shit on a blog almost as dumb as I am.

I just feel really miserable, and I really just… I can’t really go on like this. My family doesn’t want me. My only friend doesn’t care about me. I can’t be who I really am. I get tormented at school. It’s not worth it. I just don’t care anymore. 

I’m done.

I’m nothing.

I’m gonna spend the next few hours on here and watching Thomas’ videos so I can laugh and smile a little before I finally give up for good.


The Joker x Reader - “Mrs. Frost”

Frost’s cousin got engaged and he needs to go to the engagement party in Nebraska. Since he doesn’t have a girlfriend, Jonny wants you to pose as his significant other, this way he doesn’t look stupid. Of course The Joker doesn’t like the idea, but dammit, your best friend needs help.

Best friends saga:

“Absolutely not!! NO! No way!” J grumbles when you ask to go with Frost. “You’re my girl, not his!” he hisses, feeling the blood running through his veins faster.

“Come on, baby, pleeaseee, you know he just broke up with his girlfriend and he can’t go alone,” you pout, slowly rocking your body in front of him, trying to appear as adorable as possible.

“I’ll let you know when I care,” he growls, unhappy at the situation.

“You gotta be nice to him sometimes, J. He’s the best man we have, you know that,” you go and sit in his lap, strategically placing a kiss on his neck, one of the weak spots you so well know about.

“I am nice,” he replies, taking a deep breath, suddenly warmer.    It’s working.

“Like when, baby?!” you try to find an example and can’t find any in your recent memory.

“He’s still alive, I didn’t kill him yet! Isn’t that nice of me?” J scoffs, proud of his achievement. “Like, what other proof do you need??!!”

“Please, boss, I promise I will take good care of her; it’s just for 2 days,” Jonny finally speaks, trying his luck. Man, he really doesn’t want to show up there without anybody by his side.

“Maybe you should have held onto your girl the way I hold on to mine, hmm? I still have her because I know how to treat a lady,” he scoffs, making sure his hair is slick the way it’s supposed be, overconfident in his boyfriend material skills.

Ha!” escapes your lips before you can stop it.

“What is that supposed to mean, Pumpkin?” The Joker puckers his lips, waiting for an answer.

You don’t reply, just kiss the sensitive spot again, breathing on his skin for a few seconds and that sends shivers down his spine.

“Please baby, I really want to go…yes?” you move your hand under his unbuttoned shirt, caressing the soft skin while giving him the look. Ahhh, the look: that’s the secret weapon you use when you really want it your way. This is one of those times that require special strategy: all gloves are off because your best friend needs help.

“Ummm…no…” he whispers but his determination went down a notch. His eyelashes flutter while you keep on staring at him with that naughty, devilish smile on your face.

“I’ll go crazy on you if you say yes, you bad boy,” you bite your lip, winking at him and signal Frost to get out with the free hand behind your back.

He gulps, slapping your thigh, pretending not to care:

“You always go crazy on me, Princess.”
“Yeah, well, think of that times four…hmmm?” you smirk, pulling on his bottom lip and he grins, intrigued:


Even five!” you are fast to add, your hand sliding down his waist as you kiss his neck, biting the soft skin from time to time. He purrs, enjoying the sensation and you already have some insane things in mind for him.

Jonny closes the door behind him, trying not to make a sound. “Poor Y/N, the things she has to do for me. I don’t deserve her; she really is the best friend someone can have,” he thinks with pride and if this was a movie, there would truly be some heroic music playing in the background.


“Oh, wow, you have such cool tattoos!” Frost’s family remarks after you were introduced as his girlfriend about 15 minutes go. There are probably about 30 people at the house. Smalltalk started on the way to the living room and it cracks you up they have no clue about what he does for a living. He’s not really close with anybody so he barely sees them from time to time, that’s why they are oblivious to his lifestyle. And he wants it that way. But for certain events like this one you just have to man up and go with the flow- in this case go with your boss’s girl.

Property of J, I Love J, J+ Y/N, J & Y/N Forever… Wow, Jonny, she has so many tattoos with your name, I think it’s super cool,” his cousin gets excited while reading them. If they only knew it’s not about him… but since Joker and Jonny share the same initial, works like a charm. At least no one but your real boyfriend can see the Property of Joker tattoos scattered in different…places on your body, otherwise they would be intrigued on why Frost’s name is not there.

“He is one lucky bastard,” you blur out, holding onto his arm and when his grandma gives you a disapproving glance you correct yourself immediately. “Aren’t you honey?” you sweetly smile, pecking his shoulder. Grandma seems to like that and she nods in agreement.

“I really am lucky, she’s amazing you guys,” Frost kisses your temple, addressing everyone and they all go “awwwwww”. One of the aunts touches your hair, mesmerized:

“I really love your hair, sweetheart, it’s so bright. Does it take a long time to do?” she admires you bright red locks with neon green tips.

“No, not at all. J helps me, I mean Jonny,” you fix your tiny mistake even if you didn’t have to, sipping from your drink.

“When are you guys getting married?” his oldest uncle suddenly asks and you kind of roll your eyes. Frost is fed up with this dumb question they ask every time he brings someone over at the rare gatherings he attends so he spits out:

“We’re getting married soon, I asked yesterday and she said yes.”

“Oh my God!” the relatives scream and rush over to hug you both. “Congratulations, this is great!” You are speechless and pinch his arm so hard his eyes get teary.

“So, Mrs. Frost, when will the happy event take place? Soon after our wedding, I hope?” the groom-to-be excitedly inquires.

“Aaa, we don’t really know yet,” you grin, trying to keep your composure because you didn’t expect this shit.

“Look at the sparkler Jonny got her,” grandma takes your hand, studying the huge diamond ring that The Joker got you for your 3 year anniversary. You just wear it like a wedding ring.

“Good job, my man,” the guys shake Frost’s hand and pat his back. For the first time ever you just want to kill him.
“Jesus, would you just kiss your blushing bride?” his niece giggles and pushes the two of you together.

“Blushing??!! Who?” you repeat, confused while Jonny barely brushes your lips against yours so it won’t look awkward. The crazy niece reaches her hands and presses your heads together, resulting in a better kiss. You want to laugh on how stupid everything is when your eyes wander to the back yard for a few moments and your heart stops: The Joker just sits there, staring at you with his mouth open, shocked, not even blinking and probably not breathing at this point.

“Fuck!” you whisper in low voice in Jonny’s ear, not that you need to keep it down with everyone whistling and clapping. “Don’t make any sudden moves, J is watching us. He’s outside.”

“Oh, crap!” Frost gets startled, believing he’s already dead and this is just an afterlife dream.

“Don’t move I said, he can smell fear,” you whisper again, and when you look one more time, J is gone.  “He’s not there anymore,” you sigh, worried, leaving Frost’s arms.

People start talking and asking you two questions in the same time, that’s why you don’t hear the doorbell ringing.

“Hey, Jonny, your best friend is here. He said you invited him to our party,” grandma’s voice resonates in the living room while introducing the green haired man to everyone.

“The youth today”, she thinks, displeased at his appearance but still smiling.

What scares Frost the most is The Joker’s wide smirk that doesn’t go well with the murderous sparkle in his blue eyes.
“Y-yes, I invited him.” Jonny nervously stutters. “Everyone… this is Jay.”

All the relatives introduce themselves, analyzing the new comer because he sure looks interesting to say the least. The younger girls snicker and elbow each other, really liking his clothes and the toned abs showing from under his almost completely unbuttoned purple shirt.

“He’s so hot,” you hear them whisper behind you and it makes you whimper, feeling sorry for them.  “If you only knew the devil that he is, little girls”, you have time to think before you see him heading over towards you and Frost.

“Well, well, well, bestie,” The Joker takes a deep breath and hugs Jonny. “Finally made it to the party, I didn’t want to miss on the fun.”

Frost panics but there is nothing he can do. People start mingling and talking, probably the main subject being the dude with the pale skin.

“Sir, I can explain,” he tries to start the conversation, not raising his voice on purpose because he doesn’t want the others to hear.

“What was that?” J turns his ear, sarcastically pretending not to hear.

“Baby, please, it was for the show, you know that,” you signal both of them to follow you to the other side of the room for a little bit more privacy. You sure hope he won’t explode soon.

“For the show??! What show?!” he pants, irritated, facing both of you when you reach the back wall.“You fucking kissed my girl Frost???? You dare touch what’s mine???!!!! Thank God I decided to follow you here and keep an eye on things. And look at what I have to deal with… Would you also like her in your bed???!” he snaps, cracking his neck and you know this is not good.

“N-no, boss, of course not, I swear!” Jonny starts to sweat from all the emotions he’s going through and none of them are pleasant.

“Baby, please, “you go and take his arm, trying to calm J down because the relatives are sure glancing towards your little group even if they pretend not to care.

Suddenly, someone’s kid, a boy around 6 years old comes and tugs on J’s pants, trying to get his attention.

“Mister Toxic, do you like my drawing?” he lifts up his hand with the paper, smitten with that wild hair color.

“Huh?” The Joker glares down at the child, confused and enraged about the other problem also.

“I think he refers to your toxic green hair, baby,” you pet his arm, hoping he won’t go insane.

“Get lost, kid!” J grumbles at the kid and the boy gasps, noticing his silver teeth.

“Waaahhhh, Mister Toxic, are those bullets ?!”

“Go away I said!” he wants to push the kid away and Jonny intervenes, yanking his arm and taking him to his parents because he knows it won’t end pretty if this continues.

“So,” the future groom playfully punches J’s shoulder, interrupting. “Are you going to be Jonny’s best man?” he chuckles. “Him and this pretty lady getting married, I bet you are excited as hell, am I right?”

If the Joker’s would have a detachable jaw, it would definitely be on the floor right now.

“Say what?!” he narrows his eyes, watching Frost coming back to you. “Jonny boy, I heard you’re getting married?” he snorts with murder in his mind and you are ready to do something if needed.

“J, it’s not like that and you know it,” you reply and the groom looks confused. Something seems very out of place.

“This is MY woman!!!!” he suddenly loses it, shouting so loud that everyone’s eyes turn towards your small group. He points at you, furious as hell:” SHE IS MINE and she has what she needs right here, do you hear me Frosty boy?” The Joker takes your right hand and places it on his crotch, holding it tight on the spot. You are at a loss of words and so is everyone else.

“Oh, dear Lord!”, “What the…?…”, “ Did he just…?” you hear people muttering and it pisses you off he dares to ruin everything with his childish, entitled and possessive behavior. AGAIN.

“Christ Almighty!” you see grandma making the cross symbol, horrified at the scene unfolding in front of her eyes.

You pull your hand away and in the heat of the moment you go and grab Frost’s crotch, taking him by surprise:
“He also has what I need right here, so there’s no difference!!!!” you yell, irritated to the maximum.

Grandma faints and falls to the ground with a loud thud, a few relatives rushing to her side.

“You…You son of a bitch!!!!!” The Joker unexpectedly charges at Jonny, punching his lights out before he can defend himself. “Let’s go!!!” he forcefully drags you after him, while the family steps aside, not wanting to mess with the crazy guest that looks like is going to kill them all.


“He also has what you need, huh?” J shoves you in his car, fastly blinking because he sees dark spots, that’s how enraged he is. “Nobody has what you need but me, is that clear Doll?!”

Needless to say he definitely proved his point once you got back to the penthouse. Think about the wild stuff he usually does to you times six. Maybe seven. You couldn’t wear high heels for a week because you couldn’t really feel your legs.

God, the things you have to go through for your best friend, but if you won’t, then who else will?

And, yes, if this was a movie, that heroic music would start playing again right about…NOW.

Also read- MASTERLIST:

Until  Dawn sentence starters
  • “ Well it’s definitely creepy down here. “ 
  • “ I feel like someone’s watching us.”
  • “Did you see it?”
  • “You were looking at your phone, you dip! What are you tweeting!? Hashtag there’s a freaking ghost after us?!”
  • “Should have paid more attention in climbing class”
  • “You mean gym?”
  • “Can’t we all just get along?”
    “No… you’re not real! No… you’re not…" 
  • "Oooh! Sleepover! C-can we order pizza?”
  • “Hook, line, and sinker for every little stinker!" 
  • "Get BACK! Stay the hell away from me!”
  • “We’re freezing our buns off out here." 
  • "Whoa, easy there cowboy.”
  • “No need for violence, “
  • “"Come on guys, we’re all friends here, right? “
  • “I am such an idiot, I was so dumb.”
  • “Nice shootin’ tex. “
  • “You guys are jerks, you know that?”
  • “Famous last words.”
  • “This is all getting really out of hand, okay?”
  • “He saved my life. And I watched him die.”
  • "Why did ya hit her man?! Why’d you have to fucking hit her?!" 
  • "If these things… Wendigos… are, or, were human… do they still have some aspect of humanity in them?”
  • “I didn’t really figure you for the glass half empty type." 
  • "That bitch is on crack or something.”
  • “Why do you hate my jacket?" 
  • “No, no, no, no. LIVE AND LEARN!”
  • “ Jesus hot sauce christmas cake”
  • “Go suck an egg! “
  • “Well actually the towel didn’t turn out to be the best outfit for fighting killer maniacs”
  • “I’m going to murder their fucking face off.”
  • “I MADE you believe in the world I created and I showed you parts of yourself you were to afraid to visit-”
  • “fuck nuggets”
  • “ I had it under control. Hundred percent. Hundred and ten. “
  • “They don’t like fire.” 
  • “/I/ don’t like fire!”
  • “Let’s party like we’re fucking porn stars! “
  • “The past is beyond our control.”

Look, guys, Dylan decided to be a porn cop for Halloween and I’m not ok rn.

The porn ‘stache. The cheesy sunglasses. The shirt opened for maximum sleaziness. I am so into it, send help. Why self why.

(I guess Latts dressed up as a cop too? I’ll be honest, I was too focused on Dylan to realize anyone else was even there.)



We got us some Bendy and the Ink Machine AU stuff, some OCs I haven’t drawn in ages (rip me), and some walking talking dishes. Also when you get new different colored pens and you decide to make a dumb joke am I right?

Anyways just some thoughts scattered around on things, especially Sweet Dreams and Think Ink.

Also I love Norman okay? He’s a sad sad man. And I want him to be a good guy and not die. (I couldn’t handle that in game omg I’m gonna cry again good job going after my heart themeatly)


This Norman either belongs to Sweet Dreams or Think Ink. Or both. Who knows. Just remember, Norman’s not quite himself right now, and he might not be friendly….

pizza delivery girl

A/N: okay, so this idea strangely came to mind after I ordered pizza the other night and I HAD TO WRITE ABOUT IT. Also, I feel like I’ve seen a prompt like this floating around somewhere on tumblr but couldn’t find it. I hope its not too out of character for them– PLS FEEL FREE TO LET ME KNOW. I hope you guys haven’t gone anywhere! Enjoy :)
Pairing: Riley x Lucas
Words: 1,760 words


The group of Zeta Psi boys sat around the living room with a few bottles beer, reminiscing over the party they had thrown the night before. It was as if they were a bunch of high school boys, going around the room going over who hooked up with which girl.

“Ahh, saint Lucas— what a surprise. You stayed to yourself last night?” Asher asked, smirking.

“Well I’m pretty sure it’s not mandatory for me to hook up with someone…” Lucas remarks, raising a brow at his frat brother.

“Asher is just jealous because Holly was ogling Lucas all night while she was with him,” Dylan points out before the group breaks out into laughter.

Asher scowls at Dylan, though he knows it’s all in fun. Which was probably what lead to their next move of immaturity. After they came to a consensus that they were all starving, they decided to order pizza. But apparently to order pizza, they thought it would be the funniest thing in the world if they made the pizza delivery boy say something stupid when he arrives.

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the losers club as things said at my camp

richie: guys i know it’s very hard but can you please stop staring at my butt

mike: (at three am) if i was a farm animal i would be a pig named chris p bacon who belonged to a rockstar and would go on tour with him and get really good belly rubs (stan: why the fuck have you thought in such detail about your life as a pig)

ben: *talking really passionately about the symbolism in moana for 15 minutes*

bev: my uterine lining is DUMB THICC and yes ladies that is with two c’s

bill: okay real talk; do midgets have the same sized dicks as we do? (stan: can we remove richie from ‘we’? because i feel as if he brings down our group average)

eddie: my first instagram username was ‘eddieluvsunicorns7’ and i forever regret changing it

stan: honestly? if i see another minion in this godawful town i’m going to do a triple backflip off of the matterhorn


henry: *farts really loudly* you’re welcome :)


anonymous asked:

Can I get some headcanon for Mirio/Tamaki/Bakugo finding their s/o crying because their quirk is seem as weak or bad by others :'c

You sure can! :’)) I live for writing people who support their loved ones in times of need. It’s everything.

Togata Mirio

  • “Why are you crying? Are you hurt? Tell me what’s wrong, sweetie.”
  • While he waits for them to calm down, he’ll scoop his s/o up into his arms and cuddle them until they’re ready to talk. He’s a big guy and perfect for comforting hugs.
  • When his s/o finally tells them that it’s because they think their quirk is weak, he’ll tell them that they’re one of the strongest people he knows.
  • If Mirio finds out that someone has been putting his s/o down and talking trash about their quirk he will politely find them and punch them in the gut. Nobody says things like that about people he cares for.

Amajiki Tamaki

  • He’ll rush over when he sees that his s/o is crying and obviously upset about something. He hates to see anyone upset, especially those he loves.
  • He’s an awkward guy so he wouldn’t really know how to deal wih an upset person but he’ll try his best to be comforting. He does this by taking hold of his s/o’s hand and gently running his thumb across it.
  • “Are you okay? Actually don’t answer that, that was dumb. You’re crying of course you’re not okay, what am I even saying. Please if something is bothering you tell me, please?”
  • He’ll listen to everything his s/o has to say. When he finds out why they’re crying, he’ll completely understand. He feels inadeqaute about himself all the time so he gets why his s/o might feel that way from time to time.

Bakugou Katsuki 

  • Panics. His s/o is crying. Oh no these are feelings he has to deal with. Why does his chest hurt? Why are they crying? Did someone fucking hurt them? Does he need to explode a bitch? Oh no, they’re crying harder, help.
  • Bakugou has quite an abrassive *coughcough* tsundere *coughcough* personality so he’s not the best person at comforting crying people but, seeing how sad his s/o is makes him sad and he can’t have that.
  • Putting both his hands, gently, on his s/o’s face and making them look him in the eye.
  • He cares, albeit kind of aggressively, about his s/o so he’ll make sure they’re okay. He’ll be a lot more mindful for the rest of the day and more caring than regular Bakugou usually is.