and i got bad news today

Happy news updates

Vacation with my gf has been amazing. Have to send her home today, so it’s a little bittersweet, but we’ve had a wonderful time.

Right now I’m sitting in my search engine optimization class not really paying attention because it’s just the syllabus day.  I got a 3.75 GPA for the winter term in spite of multiple crises and turning in almost all of my assignments late for one class.

Not doing too bad right now.

[reply to this - Lazy Morning]

Anakin: [text] morning 😘
Obi-Wan: Good morning, Anakin. Any particular reason you felt the need to text me?
Anakin: welllllll i heard some news u might be interested in 
Obi-Wan: Is that so?
Anakin: yep 
Obi-Wan: Let me guess: all my meetings cancelled for today, because of an unexpected issue with appointment calendars for members of the Jedi Council.
Anakin: YES how did u know??? i heard windu got sent off to tatooine by accident this morning thats too bad
Anakin: the sand is really annoying this time of year too
Obi-Wan: Right. And obviously you would know nothing about who hacked their calendars. Or why mine just has hearts as my “appointment” for the next four hours.
Anakin: nope
Obi-Wan: And you figure that, since I’m sitting in the kitchen right now, I could also be making pancakes while I’m over here. Now that I have nothing to do today.
Anakin: omg that is so sweet of u to offer 💛 💚 💙 💜 thank u 
Obi-Wan: And you couldn’t possibly have walked all the way from the bedroom to the kitchen to talk to me right now.
Obi-Wan: Anakin, I can SEE you peering through the doorway into the hall.
Anakin: im pretty sure im coming down with something [Anakin coughs dramatically and very loudly from the other room] 
Anakin: can u hear that its so bad  
Anakin: i should probably just stay here for my own safety
Obi-Wan: Right. 
Anakin: also can u bring me an extra blanket i wanna build a sweet blanket fort
Anakin: thank goodness u have the day off now because i am going to need a lot of things
Obi-Wan: 🙄 Can I go make the pancakes now?


So here is another Bughead fic. This is one is canon compliant. @riverdalehighvixens thank you so much for your help, checking over my work. :)

It doesn’t take long for Jughead to figure out that something’s on Betty’s mind.

Betty had been acting weird ever since Dilton Doiley came in with the information of seeing Miss Grundy’s car in the woods.

Not ‘I know Archie is sleeping with Miss Grundy’ weird, Jughead would have been able to pick up on that. No, this is different.

But from the way she spends her time staring off into space, hand holding a pen over her notebook ready to write if she has to, Jughead can tell that she doesn’t want him to notice anything is amiss.

He decides to test his theory.

“Betty?” He calls out casually.

Betty doesn’t respond.

“Betty?” He asks, a bit louder, but still keeping his voice soft.

Betty looks over at him quickly, pressing her pen down to the notebook ever so slightly. “Yes, Juggy?”

“I’m going to get something from the vending machine, you want anything?”

“No, thank you.” She smiles gratefully at him before looking back at her notepad, which doesn’t have a lot written in it.

Jughead turns around and heads to the vending machine, his theory proven correct, doubling his concern.

It isn’t until the next day when he’s sitting with Archie, Betty, Veronica and Kevin that he notices something else. While Betty’s doing a good job of listening and joining the conversation when it comes to Kevin and Archie, Betty’s not looking or talking as much with Veronica.

He’s off to his own, just sitting there in all his 'brooding mystery’ as Veronica calls it, and tries to pinpoint other areas of tension. But other than Betty not looking at Veronica, and Veronica shooting well hidden concerned glances every once in a while, everything else is fine.

Archie is excitedly telling them about his new sound proof music room and how he’s going to invite them over as soon as he’s not grounded anymore. His excitement is enough to distract Jughead as Archie looks at each of his friends one at a time. That’s the magic of Archie, he makes you feel special.

Kevin is too into Archie’s story that he’s not as observant as usual. If Jughead can give him credit for anything, it’s always catching the smallest shift in Betty since she’s his best friend. But now he’s exchanging ideas with Archie, who’s responding back with the same enthusiasm.

It seems today was a good day to have this conversation. Otherwise, both Kevin and Archie would have picked up on Betty and Veronica’s behavior.

Veronica excuses herself to go to the restroom, asking Betty to watch her purse. Betty tells her yes, and Veronica gets up after looking at Betty, but Betty is resolute in not looking at her.

Jughead gives it a minute before announcing he’s going to get something from the vending machine. Archie and Kevin make their demands pulling money from their wallets.

“You want anything, Betty?” Archie asks, “I’ll pay.”

“Yeah, you’re a little quiet today. I think you’re in need of a sugar boost.” Kevin adds in.

Betty chuckles nervously. “I’m not quiet. You guys have reason to be extra chatty today. It’s really cool that your Dad is doing this for you, Archie.” Betty smiles.

Archie smiles in return. “Yeah, he’s the best. Is there anything you want?”

“Just a water, thank you. I’m just thirsty.”

Jughead takes their money, making note of everything they wanted, and he’s just in time to run into Veronica in the hallway.

“Going to the vending machine, want anything?”

“I’ll go with you.”


Well that makes everything easier.

“You’re quiet today.” Jughead points out, thinking this is a safe place to start.

“Archiekins has better news than anything I could say.” Veronica states, and Jughead knows she’s playing conversation chess, because that was said so Jughead wouldn’t try to ask more questions.

Jughead almost admires her, but he’s got an objective. “You’ve had a bad couple of days. I can understand that.”

“Can you?” Veronica shoots him an easy smirk.

“Not personally, but if Betty is any indication, then yes, I understand.” There, he set the bait.

Veronica doesn’t let anything past her impassive face, but when she glances at him the worry there, in her eyes. “Is she okay?”

She’s not, but Jughead doesn’t know what’s wrong, and if Veronica doesn’t know either then he doesn’t have any leads anymore.

“She’s been extra quiet ever since the Clayton incident.”

Veronica isn’t confused like he thought she would be, and Jughead realizes that she does know something. Maybe not the whole thing, but she knows something.

“But it’s more than that, isn’t it?” Veronica doesn’t answer right away.

“I don’t know anything if that’s what you’re after.” She finally states.

“But something happened.” Jughead says.

“You’re her friend, right? She trusts you?” Veronica asks instead.

“Yes, I think so.”

“Then ask her. You’re not one to beat around the bush, just ask her.”

“You can’t tell me anything?” Jughead asks, because he knows if he’s going to have to ask Betty, he won’t be able to help her like he hoped he would.

“It’s not my place to tell, Jughead.” Veronica starts walking down the hall to the vending machine and Jughead doesn’t try not to worry this time, because Veronica confirmed that something was bothering Betty.

When they return, Betty is the first one to look over. It doesn’t take a genius to know that when she sees Veronica and Jughead together, Betty figured that they talked about her. It was in the way she didn’t look at him once even though he was sitting right across from her on Archie’s left.

After school, when they’re in the Blue and Gold offices, Betty stares at her notepad, writing every once in a while, but Jughead knows she’s waiting for him to say something. There’s a visible tension in her shoulders.

Jughead wants to ask, he wants to help, but if he knows something about Betty it’s that she has to be the one to take the first step. Anything else would be too much like how her Mother demands things of her.


Betty relaxes her shoulder before she looks up at him, expression casual, but her lips closed tight and that tells Jughead everything. She won’t talk.

“You want to get out of here? We can work at Pop’s today. I’m in the mood for a burger. I’ll buy you anything.”

“I thought it was always on me?” Betty asks after a moment’s pause as she searched his face, a small smile starts forming in her lips, and Jughead knows he’s doing something right.

“I’m breaking the golden rule of asking you to leave before my article is at least rough drafted. It’s on me today.” He gives her a pointed look. “Just today. My demand still stands.”

Betty shakes her head chuckling and that knot of worry twists uncomfortably in his chest, because he wants her to always be smiling and easy going and happy. She shouldn’t loose her happiness by being bogged down by whatever had happened.

“Okay.” She stretches before grabbing her things and Jughead shoots her a half smile.

He makes easy conversation with her, keeping the subject on the article and how even though he broke the rule, he gets bonus points for knowing what he’s going to type up. So it’s like he did the whole article.

Betty does seem more relaxed after that, and Jughead makes sure to keep on safe topics.

“I’m really happy Archie’s Dad soundproofed the garage for him.”

“It should be fun hearing his new songs.” Jughead acknowledges. “We should go together.”

They both pause, processing his words. That had to be the second time Jughead asked Betty to do something with him.

Betty slowly smiles at him. “You know, if you want to ask me out, all you need to do is ask.” She’s teasing him and Jughead has to fight off a grin.

“Duly noted.” Jughead replies, opting to keep his answer vague, but even then a soft blush blooms in her cheeks and she can’t stop smiling as she continues to eat her fries.

Jughead watches her silently, with a fond smile of his own.


Title: Goodnight

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 1975

Warnings: none, fluff-ish

Summary: Dean Winchester has been accused of a murder he claims to have not committed in a seemingly obvious case. As his lawyer, can you prove him innocent, despite this being your very first case ever?

A/N: (DISCLAIMER) This was loosely based off of HBO’s miniseries ‘The Night Of’ (of which I borrowed some lines of dialogue from too) which was absolutely fabulous and thrilling and tackled racial matters, so credits to them and the creators.

This was also a part of @whispersandwhiskerburn‘s Much Ado About SPN challenge! I had the Shakespearean quote “Strong reasons make strong actions” (King John III.4), with included associations with Uriel, Uniforms, and Underdog. Enjoy! :)


It was such an open-shut case. And somehow, he was a free man.

Dean Winchester was the only one in Lisa Braeden’s apartment when she was stabbed to death in her bed. Despite being in the kitchen when he woke up with no memory, he was under the influence of drugs and alcohol earlier on the night of October 25th. He ran when he discovered the body, and when the alleged murder weapon was found on him, he resisted arrest.

It had to be him. Who else could it be?

You had only started working at Rowena’s law firm for a month when she asked you to assist her on the famous Winchester case.

Her plan for him was to take the deal of a plea bargain, pleading guilty to manslaughter for fifteen years instead of a lifetime sentence. It was a damn good deal.

The first time you met him, you forgot that you were walking into a small shabby cell to see a prisoner.  For a moment, it was like being entranced by a handsome stranger in a coffee shop, as bizarre as it sounded.

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Love Affair Part 8

Beginning Love Affair Part 1

Warning: Cussing. Slight Smut.

Love Affair Part 8

Chapter 15

“So let me get this fucken straight?” Negan said as he stood out of his seat. “Even though my girl doesn’t want that fucker’s house, truck, or fucken money. Will she pretty much doesn’t want shit but her personal stuff, she still has to fucken take that fucken prick to court. Which may take months to final the whole shit hole marriage that’s been over for months. And then..”

“Negan.” I said, tugging at his jacket. “Stop please.”

“I’m almost fucken done doll.” Negan said, looking over at me and smiling. He turn back to the lawyer, still smiling. “And then, she as to do this what did you fucken call it “Discernment Counseling” Negan use his fingers to do quote and unquote. “Which happens when one person wants to fucken end the marriage and the other one wants to fucken save it. So doll now has to do that, if Danny is still fucken set on saving their marriage, for some fucken reason. Also she’ll have to do that shit for 30 fucken days with him. Talking about their feelings and shit. Then after that, she can finally fucken file for divorce and deal with all that fucken fun shit that will take months. Unless, he just fucken signs that papers, which he fucken won’t. Did I miss fucken anything?”

Originally posted by londoncapsule

“Uhh.” The Lawyer said trying to gather his thoughts. “No, that’s pretty… Uh pretty much it.”

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So I got some bad news today. Health stuff wise. This is personal stuff that’ll likely have a big impact on my writing, but ultimately it’s still personal so I’m going to put it under a read more. I apologise in advance to people phone-browsing.

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The conversation

it’s been about two solid weeks since I found out my secret and I knew it was time to tell Stefon before he caught on and called me out. He had just walked through his door from a long day of trappin and flippin on the streets but I knew there was really no other time to bring the pleasantly unpleasant news. I knew at least if I told him now and the reaction was bad I’d still have enough daylight to make it back to my apartment because I hated traveling through Brooklyn at night. He called out to me to which I answered my location in the house. He met me in the kitchen, shirtless. I sat on the counter, fingers intertwined with a rush of worry on my face. I had taken all the pregnancy tests that I hoarded the past few weeks and set them on the counter beside me. He stepped down into the kitchen and saw my face and his whole aura changed. He hadn’t seen the tests sitting on the opposite side of me yet but he knew something was coming.

He stepped closer to me and greeted me with

“wassup?? That’s how you say hi now? No kiss no nothin just ‘wassup’ huh?”
“nah don’t even try to hit me with that. You the one sittin in here all ominous and mysterious and shit like you got somethin bad you finna tell me. Shit I don’t need no more bad news today. I heard one of my niggas down in Bronx got shot up by some fuck niggas and now his whole team fucked up. So honestly I got alotta shit on my mind right now Kala so yeah when I come in the house and you lookin like you got a secret imma say ‘wassup’.”
I couldn’t get shit past this dude. He was good at reading people.. I guess that’s what made him good at his little “occupation”. Though I don’t agree with it, he makes his guap and keeps his peace and everyone respects him. He been doin this shit, seriously since he was 17. Now his ‘businesses’ have bought him this nice ass updated brownstone just on the outskirts of Brooklyn and anything he wants or needs.
“ just sit down babe. I wanna tell you somethin”
He sat down on the counter across from me. It was then that he looked down and saw my tests sitting there. He let out a sigh and a disgruntled “fuck” under his breath
“Kala.. Fuck is this??”
“they’re pregnancy tests Stefon. I know what you thinki….” He cut me off
“nahh, nahh..this… This is crazy bruh. Nah. I ALWAYS PULL OUT! I thought you was on birth control? How the fuck this happen? Is this even mine?” He snapped. Multiple questions comin out at once.
“look I was on birth control and I don’t know what happened. And apparently no you don’t ‘always pull out’ other wise we wouldn’t be in the predicament. Look, I’m shook myself Stefon. But I know this is your child cuz you the only one I’m fuckin! So don’t even think about playin that card cuz you know and I know 'wassup’. But I did do a little bit of research and apparently this shit can happen. It’s rare but it happens.”
“fuck you mean you did some research???“ He asked obviously taken aback with his face twisted. "How long you know about this?”
“ well I just found out a couple of weeks ago…but I been tryin to give it a little time to be completely sure that I was pregnant and not just havin a scare.”
“ yeah, well you definitely fuckin pregnant” he snarked pointing to the pile of pregnancy tests.

for a while we sat in silence. I looked down to my hands that were sweating pressed up against the tops of my thighs. I could feel the frustration in the air. I finally spoke after a few minutes to break the silence.

“you know.. this wasn’t a solo act Stef.. Last I remember it takes two to make a child. Trust me I haven’t made up my mind on what I’m gonna do yet. So you might get off the hook but what you’re not gonna do is disrespect me and force me into doing something I don’t want to do. I know you already have Tatiana and another child isn’t want you want right now but oh well. It’s coming.. I’m only twenty-two and a child is not beneficial to all the things I’m trying to do to get myself on with my salon plans. But I don’t have a choice. I’m forced to face this and so are you. Yes we were responsible and we took the necessary precautions but sometimes it’s not always effective. ”

my last words rang in our ears as we sat in an even longer limbo of silence. He changed his attitude but was still quiet. He sat there mostly in a state of shock and I sat there waiting for the shock to pass. He finally spoke after what seemed like an eternity.

To Be Continued……..
FYI: no you didn’t miss anything before this lol. I just decided to take Kala’s save and make it into a mini story for right now at least. I hope you can tolerate my writing 😩. Lol it’s kind of my first crack at telling a story with actual dialogue. Let me know what you think in the comments! Thanks for reading!

Oooookay Guys,

good and bad news. Since my precious little translator-chan is super busy with college things right now, we will have to wait a few more days for Hidoku. That’s why we decided to publish Harami Bara chapter per chapter instead of the planned ch 1-5 bundle, so you have a little smutty something for the wait. ^^ 
I’m currently typesetting chapter 1 and the other chapters are ready for typesetting as well, so the releases won’t take that long. 

Please hang in there for Hidoku just a little longer. :)
I got the cleaned pages today and let me tell you…. they’re soooo beautiful!!!

And we hope you’ll like Harami Bara. Those perverted dorks <3 


House of Cards in the Wind

TITLE: House of Cards in the Wind


AUTHOR: wolfpawn

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine you were a powerful villain who was captured by S.H.I.E.L.D. and put in Cryogenic storage because there was no other way to deal with you. After doing some research, Loki learned about you and became obsessed. So much, that he looked for you and woke you up, knowing that you’d seek revenge and he would be more than willing to help.

RATING: Teen and Up

NOTES/WARNINGS: This story is the result of an imagine I saw on another blog theartofimagining13. The credit for the imagine goes to the author on that page.

Warning death of minor characters and violence in this fic

“I’ve got bad news, and I’ve got really bad news.” Tony declared as he walked into the room.

“I am not sure what I want first, there are so many great options,” Barton replied sarcastically.

“Loki is back on Earth and there is no way to contact Thor.”

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anonymous asked:

Can we give you writing ideas? / drabble requests? You don't have to do it, but I wouldnt mind seeing some tim and dami interacting with kon and jon?

you can! always! love them! I’ll do my best :) 


Tim Drake’s fist connected with the last henchman’s jaw and he fell boneless to the warehouse floor. “Nicely done Wonder” Kon said behind him, Tim turned and smiled. “So want the good news or bad”

“Good for sure, fly boy”

“well, Poison Ivy and Metallo won’t be taking over the world today”

“and the bad?”

“they got away” Kon blushed, Tim just rolled his eyes and crossed the space between them. Tim stood up on tip toe and kissed his boyfriend closing his eyes and running his fingers through his hair. Kon’s eyes widened and he let out an eep of surprise before leaning into the kiss. 

“disgusting” said the shadows and both boys let out a very unmanly sound spinning around to see Robin and Superboy standing there. Damian had a face on like he smelled rotten meat and Jon was grinning ear to ear. He pointed at Tim then Kon, “You two were kissing!” he proclaimed. “Kent, please try to keep up, yes Drake and your… brother, were swapping spit, disgusting as I said before.”

Kon smiled wickedly “aw come on D, one day maybe you’re like swapping spit” Damian made a face like he’d been poisoned “I can assure you clone, I will never do anything so… undignified” Jon was still smiling “Does mom know?” he piped up. “My mom is a test tube” Kon said jokingly and Jon looked crest fallen. “oh” Kon bent his knees and got level with Jon “um if you mean Lois or Ma Kent, yeah they know in general, I mean I don’t think they know about this” he waved his hand around the warehouse “I mean I don’t text them every time me and Tim kiss, just some times” Jon giggled and Damian rolled his eyes. “So what do you say little Bird, Jon-Jon” Tim said “want to spend the night fighting crime with the big boys?”

“Drake condesent-” “-YES!” Damian shot his friend a dirty look but Jon was too busy jumping up and down. Damian breathed out through his nose “fine, but if you, either of you, call yourselves ‘the big boys’ ever again I will break something important on your bodies” 

(I keep coming up with short moments rather than full stories, sorry) 

I almost didn’t post this today, tbh - but I choose to trust the two lovely people who told me I wouldn’t make a fool out of me showing y’all this

Thank you @minchen0897 and @ceara-banana <3
And a Happy Valentine’s to you!

The Perks of being Jason Todd

Relationship: Jason/Tim
It’s way too easy to convince Jason to pick Dick’s drunk brother up from a party. Which may or may not have to do with his stupid crush. 

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Jason dreaded what Dick would say the moment he picked up the phone. So he stared at the device before reclining back in his chair and finally giving in.


“I got good news and bad news.”

“Don’t you always?” He twirled his pencil in the hand not holding the phone. His thesis was due in two months and he really had wanted to work on it today – but Dick Grayson was a man on a mission and Jason knew not to stand in his way. Mostly because it ended up advantageous for him, too.

“The dean agreed to listen to your proposal about female hygiene products in the bathrooms.”

“Fuck yes. Just give them some pads, at least, dammit, it’s not that hard.”

Dick chuckled mirthlessly. “He’s going to listen, Jay, no one said anything about him agreeing with you. You remember the last time you asked him to give out free stuff to the student body?”

“Pretty sure HE won’t forget it either. - So what’s the deal? When can I talk to him? In fact, I got some time right now.” Jason turned the page on his notepad.

“Not before next Friday?”

“Next Friday, huh.” He jotted down the date and underlined it twice. Jason liked to be prepared for this kind of stuff and he would make sure to let Donna do most of the talking this time. Nobody could refuse her; she was a goddess and she knew it.

“Jay,” Dick said, his voice low enough to be little more than a hiss through the phone. “About the bad news.”

Of course. There was always a catch. “What is it? Does he want a public apology?”

“Actually, it’s a favor.”

“Geeze, what does he want?” Slapping his hand on the desk, he stood, starting to pace through his room.

“It’s for me actually.” Jason stopped dead in his tracks. Dick Grayson, the golden boy himself, needed a favor from the one student who just couldn’t keep his mouth shut and study nicely like all the other students on campus?

“Can you pick up my little brother?”

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Updates and Announcements

As many people know, this week has been crazy. My dad had a business thing in Texas, and he’s basically stuck in Austin after storms cancelled flights to his connecting airport. He was supposed to come home Thursday … today’s Saturday and it looks like he might be stuck there for another day or two. Good news, he loves Texas.

Bad news my mom caught a cold this week. With the cancer that isn’t good news. She went through a lot of coughing. It started Monday and I left work early in order to take her to the doctor’s. I stayed home Tuesday to keep an eye on her, and then I worked the rest of the week. She’s doing a lot better but she’s still weak.

I got a job this week. I’m super excited about it!!! That starts the 18th of this month, so there might be an adjustment period. Just a heads up.

Now on to what you guys really care about.

1) Growing Up Batty: I have finished writing the series. I have two parts left to post and then it’s done.

2) When Eyes Meet: This is my OC story, and I a, currently working on Part 1, I’ve already posted the prologue in case you missed it.

3)Triad story, Part 2 is in the works, but it’s being stubborn. URGH

4) Expect a Princess of Themyscira update today.

5) I will be opening requests this Monday at 6PM

6) All Master Lists will be updated tonight.

7) New Crafty Panda project will be out tonight. Take two (a much better version) Of the wonder woman dress. Progress on my Akatsuki no Yona cosplay will also be posted this week! I’m super excited. I’ll be wearing her to Animazement along with Tsunade from Naruto, Zatanna, and Sarah Lance’s Black Canary.

I think that’s it. Don’t hesitate to ask if you have questions.

  1. “Oh, shit I’ve been shot!”
  2. “Oh, god, you’re bleeding. Hold still – jesus, shit. You all right?”
  3. “So they took the warehouse and some of our guys got shot.”
  4. “I am angry and I need you to go and kill somebody.”
  6. “Today has been nothing, but problems.”
  7. “I wonder if I did something terrible in a past life to deserve this.”
  8. “I just let me hold you, okay? I, I need a moment.”
  9. “…So…I heard the bad news.”
  10. “I am so disappointed in you. How could you let it happen?!”
  11. “Do you know how long I’ve been looking for you, you little fool? You’re coming home right now!”
  12. “I am going to kill them!”
  13. “Who did this to you I will FUCK THEM UP.”
  14. “So this is it, is it all over?”
  15. “We’re done for.”
  16. “I’m going to die.”
  17. “We were ambushed.”
  18. “We need back-up. NOW!”
  20. “They killed my friend…ain’t no stopping me from taking revenge.”
  21. “They took the last twinkie.”
  22. “Baby, don’t cry, it’s going to be all right.”
  23. “So what, you’re just going to sit there and cry?”
  24. “You broke my heart.”
  25. “You betrayed me.”
  26. “How could you do this?”
  27. “This is horrible, just how?!”
  28. “I am going to put a bullet in your face.”
  29. “So, can I keep the knife?”
  30. “Come here. Let me hold you. I’ll hug your tears away.”

GOOD NEWS: i got a lot of decent drawing done!
BAD(?) NEWS: it’s all hxh which y’all aint followin me for
GOOD NEWS: i’m a lot more comfortable in photoshop now

heres a doodle of john i did to wind down today. ive never drawing him looking like this before in his entire life but my drawings get weird this late/early

Important business (M)

Genre: Smut 

Fandom: Bts (Yoongi x Reader) 

Warnings: Phone sex (?), oral, teasing and cursing. 

(A/N): This turned out to be a lot dirtier than I intended. I’m sorry ^^”

Originally posted by sugutie

Yooooonnngggiiiii…will you come over here? I’m bored~“

 A sighed came from his lips. "Y/N I can’t mess around with you right now. I’m waiting for my boss to call me. This is kind of a big deal." 

You pouted and came over to sit next to him on the couch. He kissed your cheek. "I’ll give you all the attention you want after I-” A familiar ringtone went off and he got off the couch.

 "Hello, sir. Yes, I can talk now.“ You watched him pace around the room for a while. Something suddenly gave you an idea. You gestured him with your finger for him to come back over and he sat down back next to you, sliding a hand on your leg. 

You smirked at him, not that he noticed, and started kissing on his neck. He tried to ignore it and kept the same tone while speaking on the phone. Before he could try to get up again you crawled into his lap, looking down at him. He gave you a look. "One second, sir.”

He muted his voice on the phone. “Listen, princess. You do this right now and you’ll regret it.” Without replying to him, one hand picked up yoongi’s phone and unmuted it, putting it back up to his ear. The other was sliding down over the front of his pants. 

He continued talking even with you grinding on his lap. It wasn’t like he wasn’t getting off on this because the very obvious boner he was getting was telling you otherwise. You slid down on the floor in front of him and began to unzip his pants. 

He didn’t stop you at all, just watching you. The look in his eyes were completely different and completely full of lust. You knew you were in for it later but teasing him was just something you couldn’t pass up. 

Sliding his pants down lower, you were able to see just how much he liked it through his underwear. Your head reached down between his legs and you pressed your lips against his erection. For a second he lost his straight face and cringed a little but he kept his voice steady.

Putting your hand through the hole in his boxers you pulled it out and instantly pressed your tongue against the side of it. He accidentally gasped into his phone and you could hear the person on the other line asking him what was wrong. He coughed to compose himself as you put him all the way into your mouth.

“Nothing. It was something unrelated. Please cont-tinue…a-ah..” you gigged to yourself, watching him slowly lose it. He started shifting his hips after a while, sometimes causing you to gag. 

You held his hips down, wanting to be in control but instead he stood up with your mouth still wrapped around him. He glanced down at you and put his hands through your hair. You felt pressure on the back of your head of his hand pushing you down more. 

You complied, starting to move faster. Soon his legs started shaking and you pulled him out. He looked down at you confused until you pressed your tongue against the tip. He groaned, completely forgetting he was on the phone. 

At least it wasn’t uncommon for him to groan occasionally when speaking to him. 

“I just got a text about a family member, Can we talk again later?…..Yeah. Okay, Thanks.”

He threw his phone to the side and grabbed your cheeks with one hand. “You’ve been really bad today, you know that?”

You nodded and kissed on his hand. “What are you gonna do about it?”

“First you give me a blowjob while i’m on the phone and now you think you’re calling the shots? Oh sweetheart, do I have news for you.”

He picked you up and sat you on his lap, sitting back down on the couch next to his phone. 

You glanced down on it and noticed something. You leaned up against his ear so it wasn’t too loud.

“Um…Yoongi the call is still going…”


star trek: voyager season 4 sentences part 1

Feel free to change tenses and pronouns and all that to fit your needs and enjoy!!


“I just came up with it, but it might work,”
“Resistance, in this case, is far from futile,”
“Fight it, ____. That’s an order,”
“It’s an invasion,”
“You haven’t slept in two days, try getting some rest and clearing your head,”
“I see a wall with candlelight reflecting on it. Why, what do you see?”
“There are times when I find myself transfixed by a shadow on the wall, or the splashing of water on a stone,”
“No matter how much I try to focus my mind, I cannot find an answer,”
“Somehow I don’t think that’s going to work for me,”
“We investigate, and in this case it’s given us an edge,”
“Our safe passage is a small price to pay for what we’re offering in return,”
“I think what you’re proposing is too great a risk,”
“I understand the risk,”
“I’m not proposing we try to change the nature of the beast,”
“We just need the courage to see this through until the end,”
“I think you’re struggling to justify your plan,”
“Sometimes you don’t know when to step back,”
“I have to tell you what I believe. I’m no good to you if I don’t do that,”
“I guess I am alone after all,”
“Negotiation is irrelevant,”
“Our survival is your survival,”
“We’re going to make this work,”
“I have my doubts about this alliance,”
“I don’t want to hear what we can’t do,”
“You are proposing a large scale weapon,”
“You are small, and you think in small terms,”
“The present situation requires we consider your plan,”
“How did you obtain this information?”
“I’m trying to block them out, but I can’t,”
“We have an alliance, do we not?”
“You have to make this work. I want you to make this work,”
“I hope you’ll understand,”
“You were just waiting for an opportunity to circumvent my orders,”
“It’s time to make the call, and I’m making it,”
“I want you to know that disobeying your orders was the most difficult thing I’ve ever had to do,”
“We got through this together, I don’t ever want that to change,”
“It’s time we brought him up to date,”
“The others, I can’t hear the others,”
“A reasonable diagnosis,”
“She’s not in the most cooperative mood,”
“What’s the alternative? Toss her back to the wolves?”
“This is no ordinary patient,”
“I think I can do more than tell you,”
“Nice work, _______. Unconventional, but effective,”
“I admire your attention to detail,”
“I’ve never been so focused in my life,”
“Your performance today was astonishing,”
“You should have let us die,”
“Do not engage in superficial acts of sympathy,”
“The silence is unacceptable,”
“The fact is, this community needs you,”
“I’m not interested in a history lesson,”
“I think I can stop her,”
“I can tell by the expression on your face that you’ve got bad news,”
“I have no expression on my face,”
“That’s what individuality is all about,”
“You are hypocritical, manipulative — I don’t not want to be what you are,”
“Do you remember the toast I made? ‘To the adventure!’”
“I don’t things worked out exactly the way we planned,”
“I was only holding you back. I see that now,”
“I couldn’t have gotten this far without you,”
“Maybe it’s time we broaden our horizons,”
“I am… one,”
“I cannot function this way: alone,”
“One voice can be stronger than a thousand voices,”
“I can’t stay here any longer, I’m a danger to all of you,”
“On the basis of a feeling, an intuition, you’re asking me to let you go?”
“Oh, I’m going to miss you,”
“Looks like we’re going to have to do this the hard way,”
“If you need anything, contact me,”
“I’m finding it difficult to spend so much time alone,”
“We still on for dinner tonight?”
“I’m in a bad mood. And I know I’m being a little bit testy,”
“What do you think her real motives are?”
“I never thought of you as naive,”
“Is that supposed to make me feel better?”
“I’ve decided to ignore this particular tradition,”
“That may be the nicest offer I’ve had in a long time,”
“You’re sweet but I’m not sure I could do that to you,”
“I’ve always thought traditions were good things,”
“I don’t know what effect it’ll have on me. That’s what’s frightening,”
“What warrior goes there?”
“I’m not living among warriors,”
“Thanks so much. It’s been lovely,”
“You have been like a spitting cobra all day, and it’s getting boring,”
“Honor, dishonor — what does it matter?”
“I care about you. But if you’re going to keep pushing me away there no point in me staying around, is there?”
“If this is how you’re gonna treat people who want to be your friend, you’ll be alone alright,”
“From my perspective you live in luxury,”
“Well all have a past. What matters is now,”
“You can’t order me, I outrank you,”
“Welcome to the worst day of my life,”
“I wonder what else can go wrong today,”
“Maybe it’s me. Maybe I’m asking for this trouble somehow,”
“I can’t imagine a time I wouldn’t have found you fascinating,”
“We are not going to die. Would you stop talking like that?”
“When we first met, you didn’t have a very high opinion of me,”
“That’s putting it mildly. I thought you were an arrogant, self obsessed pig,”
“Flattery won’t get you any more oxygen,”
“There I go again. Just pushing you away. You were right about me, it’s what I do,”
“It’s a sure fire way of not getting hurt,”
“What a coward I am,”
“If I surrender myself, perhaps they’ll let you leave,”
“I was only doing what I thought was best for this group,”
“I am not accustomed to thinking that way,”
“Maybe it was just an unexpected act of kindness,”
“Come on. Open your eyes,”
“There’s something I have to say,”
“I’m glad the last thing I’ll see is you,”
“I’ve been a coward about everything. Everything that really matters,”
“I’m gonna die without a shred of honor, and for the first time in my life that really bothers me,”
“I have to tell you the truth,”
“I love you,”
“Say something,”
“You picked a great time to tell me,”
“I tried to explain that I had no hostile intentions, but they just kept shooting,”
“I’ll take your advice and wait,”
“I appreciate the offer, but I’ll be fine on my own,”
“Hate’s not something I understand very well,”
“There you go looking on the bright side again,”
“Naturally I am the logical person to carry out this mission,”
“Your mind is so mixed up they could’ve convinced you that your own mother was a turnip,”
“You’ve been subjected to a highly sophisticated form of propaganda,”
“I wish it were as easy to stop hating as it were to start,”
“I’m alone. Please help me,”
“I have come to respect a great many of you. Others I have learned to tolerate,”
“You want me to be the new nurse?”
“If that’s the title you prefer,”
“Try to make her feel like part of the team,”
“I don’t recall giving you a promotion today,”
“Am I to work with you?”
“You seem apprehensive,”
“That is difficult to believe,”
“I was kidding. It was a joke. You know – humor,”
“He’s a very responsible guy,”
“You seem to have become…. Good friends,”
“I don’t appreciate you or anybody else speculating about what kind of relationships I have. Or who with,”
“I seem to have struck a nerve. Perhaps you’d like a sedative,”
“You might want to consider a career in medicine,”
“I don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t come,”
“You’ve been assigned to me, and I say we do things by the book,”
“I’ve been known to act a little strangely myself,”
“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have barged in here,”
“You have to realize that we’re here to help you,”
“I didn’t think I was going to get out of there without a fight,”
“Inept? He’s a lunatic!”
“You seem a little protective. This morning you were dreading being in the same room as her,”
“You’ve got a crush on her, don’t you?”
“It’s great that you’re trying to make her feel comfortable. Just be careful,”
“You two make a good team,”
“If you’ll excuse me, I have to go check on _____. I hear he’s having a nervous breakdown,”

I was gonna write about a bunch of dumb and frustrating and upsetting things that happened to me today and that I’ve been agonizing about and then I got some bad/alarming/questionable medical news from my dad and now not only am I terrified but I feel like a useless fucking stain too

Really wonderful 12 mile long run this morning! It was pretty hot out, I think I got at least three shades darker today haha ☀️

Now for the bad news. I’ve had a little bit of pain above my arch (inside of foot) for the last few runs. It only starts 3-4 miles in to my run, and feels more like a bruise than sharp pain. It hasn’t bothered me at all except while running, and there’s no apparent swelling or bruising. Today the pain got a little bad from miles 10-12. As soon as the run ended it went away though, and there’s no pain or tenderness when I press on the spot where it was hurting. Anyway, idk what’s going on but of course my brain jumps straight to the worst scenario, a navicular stress fracture -_- I’m going to try taping my arch for tomorrow’s easy run, but if the pain comes back I’ll cut the run short and sadly take at least a few days off 😢
@daniellethesheep any advice or suggestions??

Sentence Starter Starters, Round 2

Finish these however you’d like and send them in- or send in an incomplete one for my muse to finish and say to yours!

Part 1 [here]

  • “We need to talk about…”
  • “Why didn’t you ever tell me about…”
  • “You know I hate it when you…”
  • “You know I love it when you…”
  • “I’m getting real tired of…”
  • “I got out of there as soon as…”
  • “I just wish we could…”
  • “I never meant to…”
  • “Why the hell did you..”
  • “At least I didn’t…”
  • “You didn’t honestly believe…" 
  • “It's a good thing that…”
  • “Good news is…
  • “Bad news is…" 
  • “You promised me that…”
  • “I don’t understand why…” 
  • “You can’t just…”
  • “I will never…”
  • “You can’t expect me to…" 
  • “If this goes wrong…" 
  • “Wow, I didn’t know you could…" 
  • “If we get out of this alive…" 
  • “So today I learned…”
  • “Worst case scenario is…”
  • “Best case scenario is…”