and now it is messy most of the time

these are actually hella fucking cute y'all
  • 1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk?
  • 2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?
  • 3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books?
  • 4: how do you take your coffee/tea?
  • 5: are you self-conscious of your smile?
  • 6: do you keep plants?
  • 7: do you name your plants?
  • 8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?
  • 9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?
  • 10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?
  • 11: what's an inner joke you have with your friends?
  • 12: what's your favorite planet?
  • 13: what's something that made you smile today?
  • 14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like?
  • 15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!
  • 16: what's your favorite pasta dish?
  • 17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?
  • 18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.
  • 19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?
  • 20: what's your favorite eye color?
  • 21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that's been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.
  • 22: are you a morning person?
  • 23: what's your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations?
  • 24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?
  • 25: what's the weirdest place you've ever broken into?
  • 26: what are the shoes you've had for forever and wear with every single outfit?
  • 27: what's your favorite bubblegum flavor?
  • 28: sunrise or sunset?
  • 29: what's something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?
  • 30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared?
  • 31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks.
  • 32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends.
  • 33: what's your fave pastry?
  • 34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it?
  • 35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often?
  • 36: which band's sound would fit your mood right now?
  • 37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean?
  • 38: tell us about your pet peeves!
  • 39: what color do you wear the most?
  • 40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what's it's story? does it have any meaning to you?
  • 41: what's the last book you remember really, really loving?
  • 42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!
  • 43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with?
  • 44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?
  • 45: do you trust your instincts a lot?
  • 46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.
  • 47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?
  • 48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?
  • 49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought?
  • 50: what's an odd thing you collect?
  • 51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them?
  • 52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far?
  • 53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them?
  • 54: who's the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face?
  • 55: what's the most dramatic thing you've ever done to prove a point?
  • 56: what are some things you find endearing in people?
  • 57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics?
  • 58: who's the wine mom and who's the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why?
  • 59: what's your favorite myth?
  • 60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?
  • 61: what's the stupidest gift you've ever given? the stupidest one you've ever received?
  • 62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind?
  • 63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be?
  • 64: what color is the sky where you are right now?
  • 65: is there anyone you haven't seen in a long time who you'd love to hang out with?
  • 66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?
  • 67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel?
  • 68: what's winter like where you live?
  • 69: what are your favorite board games?
  • 70: have you ever used a ouija board?
  • 71: what's your favorite kind of tea?
  • 72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you'll forget it?
  • 73: what are some of your worst habits?
  • 74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns.
  • 75: tell us about your pets!
  • 76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren't?
  • 77: pink or yellow lemonade?
  • 78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?
  • 79: what's one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?
  • 80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why?
  • 81: describe one of your friend's eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.
  • 82: are/were you good in school?
  • 83: what's some of your favorite album art?
  • 84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?
  • 85: do you read comics? what are your faves?
  • 86: do you like concept albums? which ones?
  • 87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?
  • 88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?
  • 89: are you close to your parents?
  • 90: talk about your one of you favorite cities.
  • 91: where do you plan on traveling this year?
  • 92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch?
  • 93: what's the hairstyle you wear the most?
  • 94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday?
  • 95: what are your plans for this weekend?
  • 96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot?
  • 97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?
  • 98: when's the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it?
  • 99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.
  • 100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why?
Impulse (Jungkook)

Angst/Fluff
Badboy AU
5484 Words 
The long awaited oneshot that I promised I’d post a week ago oops.

Summary: Jungkook keeps himself cool, calm and collected at all times yet around her, the want to throw away his facade is extremely tempting. He fears that if he acts on his feelings he will drag her into a lifestyle that he desperately wants to keep her out of.

Jungkook swallowed and gripped his thighs so hard he was sure he left angry red marks on them. Usually it was easy to ignore her but now that they were alone together, his senses heightened he was able to catch every time she licked her lips out of nervousness, heard every little sigh that escaped from her mouth and he swore that if he looked at her directly right now, he could probably count every single one of her eyelash.

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anonymous asked:

You are so beautiful.

Thank you (:

I do want to add something though: I get a lot of messages from babybats saying they wish they had my patience to do make-up or they wish they looked like me (why would anyone want that though, I honestly feel like a literal frog 99% of the time but that’s another story). The thing is, I don’t walk around with a full face of make-up or a corset on all the time. Right now I’m wearing sweatpants and a hoodie with my hair on a messy bun and no make-up on. Change the clothes to black jeans and a top, add some mascara and dark lipstick and you have my normal daily look, because that usually is the most practical and comfortable solution for me. 

I don’t tend to take pictures of myself unless I’m all dolled-up. I try to take them in good light with my hair and face done and the outfit all ready down to the last detail. You probably wouldn’t even recognise me if you saw me on the street on a regular day, because I don’t take photos of myself on those boring days. I don’t always even do my eyebrows! What comes to clothes or make-up, I’m 26 years old and have been in the subculture for about 12 years. Building a wardrobe and learning the best make-up styles for your features take time. If you are in step 1 you can’t compare yourself to someone in step 10. Get inspired and gather experience but don’t feel defeated if you don’t “measure up” in your head because you’re just getting started!

The chances are that the people who you wish to look like don’t even look the way you think they do. We all know our angles, we use filters, and we all show only the best of ourselves to the Internet. We leave out the awkward smiles, the blemishes, our “bad” sides, the bad hair days, the messy rooms, the dirty clothes… Have you ever seen a side photo of my face? No, because I think it’s absolutely hideous so I don’t show it.

It’s okay to look up to people and take inspiration from them but don’t put yourself down comparing yourself to them because you have no idea how “real” that image of them is. I am not saying that I am not real when it comes to my selfies because it is still the real me in that moment. What I am saying is that those moments are glimpses into my life, not a depiction of it in its entirety. There is another side to everyone on the Internet and that side is not always as pretty or composed as it might seem, and you can’t compare yourself to someone when you only see their selected highlights.

Send me a number thing

1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk?
2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?
3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books?
4: how do you take your coffee/tea?
5: are you self-conscious of your smile?
6: do you keep plants?
7: do you name your plants?
8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?
9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?
10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?
11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends?
12: what’s your favorite planet?
13: what’s something that made you smile today?
14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like?
15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!
16: what’s your favorite pasta dish?
17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?
18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.
19: do you keep a journal? What do you write/draw/ in it?
20: what’s your favorite eye color?
21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.
22: are you a morning person?
23: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations?
24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?
25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into?
26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit?
27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor?
28: sunrise or sunset?
29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?
30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared?
31: what is your opinion of socks? Do you like wearing weird socks? Do you sleep with socks? Do you confine yourself to white sock hell? Really, just talk about socks.
32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3am when you were with friends.
33: what’s your fave pastry?
34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. What is it called? What does it look like? Do you still keep it?
35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? Do you use them often?
36: which band’s sound would fit your mood right now?
37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean?
38: tell us about your pet peeves!
39: what color do you wear the most?
40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? Does it have any meaning to you?
41: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving?
42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? Describe it!
43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with?
44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?
45: do you trust your instincts a lot?
46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.
47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?
48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? Is it the same today?
49: do you like buying cds and records? What was the last one you bought?
50: what’s an odd thing you collect?
51: think of a person. What song do you associate with them?
52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far?
53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? Heathers? Beetlejuice? Pulp fiction? What do you think of them?
54: who’s the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face?
55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point?
56: what are some things you find endearing in people?
57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. How did it make you feel? Did you dramatically reenact the lyrics?
58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? Why?
59: what’s your favorite myth?
60: do you like poetry? What are some of your faves?
61: what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? The stupidest one you’ve ever received?
62: do you drink juice in the morning? Which kind?
63: are you fussy about your books and music? Do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be?
64: what color is the sky where you are right now?
65: is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with?
66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?
67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel?
68: what’s winter like where you live?
69: what are your favorite board games?
70: have you ever used a ouija board?
71: what’s your favorite kind of tea?
72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it?
73: what are some of your worst habits?
74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns.
75: tell us about your pets!
76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t?
77: pink or yellow lemonade?
78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?
79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?
80: what color are your bedroom walls? Did you choose that color? If so, why?
81: describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.
82: are/were you good in school?
83: what’s some of your favorite album art?
84: are you planning on getting tattoos? Which ones?
85: do you read comics? What are your faves?
86: do you like concept albums? Which ones?
87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?
88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?
89: are you close to your parents?
90: talk about your one of you favorite cities.
91: where do you plan on traveling this year?
92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch?
93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most?
94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday?
95: what are your plans for this weekend?
96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot?
97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?
98: when’s the last time you went hiking? Did you enjoy it?
99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.
100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? Why?

How to draw

HAIR


Don’t forget to download the elemaps and brushes Text !

Download elemap 

Download brushtext


These brushes are the ones which I use the most :

RUSSESKETCH is for sketching

CYAPEN is for blending

And Crayon is (one of SAI’s default brushes ) for filling


Let’s begin with a messy sketch :

On a new layer, you need to use the “RUSSESKETCH brush”

and you don’t need to worry about drawing neatly!


Make a new layer to draw over the sketch.

(with a colour of your choice) Use CRAYON brush and make sure to not leave any gaps!

Then take the bucket and fill it in!

Then you will fuse your 2 layers together


Now its time to blend! Take the “CYAPEN brush”, then take another colour of your choice ,you can add even more details on your hair and try to give it an interesting shape!


TIPS

1: You can try many elemaps! It might give you some interesting textures to use!


2: Feel free to change the scale, density or texture and then try to experiment in even more interesting ways!

3: Don’t be shy! Try messing with the contrast! It might give an interesting colour to the hair!

4: It works for colour gradient!

5: If you want to make the texture and shape of your haircut better, don’t use the eraser! Keep your brush and click on the transparent button!



If there is something you don’t understand or something I should talk about and explain even more, feel free to send me a question! I will try my best to explain!

I hope this can help some artists to improve!

Thanks  @jendra82 without you i couldn’t do this tutorial !

Reverie

Characters: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: Dean spends a few minutes waxing poetic about his beautiful girlfriend

A/N: honestly this was all inspired by one comment @deanssweetheart23 made on a photoset of Dean.  (hope you don’t mind me tagging you, just wanted to give you credit).  So thanks for that…

also, it feels really good to right for my husband again, so if anyone has any dean requests, i’ll take them into consideration, despite my crazy schedule :)

Warnings: mentions of sex, mostly just Dean being a sap.  so like, all fluff

Words: 1671 (it’s just a tiny lil thing)

tagging my dean beans @ravengirl94 and @daughterofthebrowncoats

Dean can’t fight the smile that’s creeping onto his face.  He’s staring, and he knows it’s a little weird—even if you are his girlfriend.  But something about the way you look, so focused on your book, your whole body enraptured, perched so precariously in the overstuffed armchair on the other side of the table. Something about you makes him weak.  So he allows the smile, and the blatant staring.  

You haven’t noticed yet, and Dean is grateful that your book is so intriguing, because it gives him time to study you, to make a list of everything he loves about you as he tries not the fall asleep at the uncomfortable library table.

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(s)AINT

Another one-shot I wrote for @flames-bring-a-ton-of-ash‘s second Writing Challenge. I honestly have no idea where I found the courage to actually post this, but there you have it, some priest!Negan smut… With a twist. 

Synopsis: Father Negan, the new priest in town, sparks the interest of Angelica, a girl who used to live there and is back only for the weekend.

Warnings: cursing, blasphemy galore, major priest kink, spanking, sliiiight name calling, unprotected sex.

Word count: 3379

Originally posted by jdm-negan-mcnaughty

The sun was starting to set as Angelica pulled her ash blonde hair up into a tight bun and applied a thin layer of colorless lip gloss over her rosy lips.

She was staying at her aunt’s place for a few days and couldn’t believe her younger cousin Maria had persuaded her to go to church with her. There wasn’t much to do in this small town anyways, so she’d agreed to join her for evening mass, despite the fact that she couldn’t remember the last time she’d been in the presence of a bible.

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Libraries and Piragua (Lin-Manuel x Reader)

Summary: You were sexiled by your roommate on a day that you’d kill just to collapse into bed. You end up passing time with someone that makes your day end on a high note.

Word Count: 1,340

Warnings: Aimless plot, mentions of sex (nothing graphic), cussing, mentions of death (but character death like Abuela Claudia’s death in ITH mentioned is what I’m saying)

A/N: College AUs are my weakness, this is a demonstration of my knack for tying In The Heights into literally anything (and making my Classical Tradition professor proud with my Sophocles reference). Also, I am obsessed with the way Lin’s eyes are so expressive and was forced to take out approximately 1,000 references to them from this fic during proofreading.
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“Please [Y/N]? You owe me from that time you broke the coffee machine, [Y/N].” you muttered, mocking your roommate’s pleas as you trudged across campus to the library. You planned on mocking your own stupidity for agreeing to her request once you were done being annoyed with her. She had to pick the one day you ended up having a terrible, rushing-everywhere, everything-goes-wrong kind of day to seal the deal with the guy she’s been pining over for months. 

You yanked open the door to the library with an unnecessary amount of force before you stalked inside. You made it upstairs, appreciative of the near empty scene. There was only a few people scattered among the tables or computers along the wall. At least you knew you’d be left alone with your bitterness. 

You pulled out a chair to toss your bag onto before shedding your jacket. Once you got settled in, you pulled out your headphones and laptop. You popped in one headphone and scanned your library looking for a song that might ease your exasperation. Once you had it playing you pulled out your textbook and leafed through it, debating whether you wanted to be productive or not. You settled on not and shoved it away before pulling your laptop closer. With your one free ear you heard a chuckle and you internally sighed before turning to find its source. The table to your right had a boy who was looking at you amused. You wondered if the dark circles under his eyes meant he was as exhausted as you were.

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reasons why speak now is taylor’s best album

1. last kiss, i feel this song so much and i haven’t even had a relationship yet
2. the most romantic lyric ever written in mine: “i remember how we felt, sitting by the water, and every time i look at you, it’s like the first time”
3. back to december is like “you know, I fucked up” and that’s good too. also “maybe this is wishful thinking, probably mindless dreaming:
4. better than revenge and the story of us literally have the best beats ever and it makes me wanna jump every time
5. DEAR JOHN??? the whole track??? written by a 19 year old???
6. enchanted is literally an experience on its own, it’s like you’re a princess in a fairytale (and also it gave us one of the best cinematic experiences: the wonderstruck commercials)
7. THE LIVE VERSION OF HAUNTED
8. ICONIC sparks fly, the best opening for a tour ever
9. did i mention last kiss
10. and last but not least: the whole intro / prologue for speak now made my skin clearer and the message itself is so important!!! and it really helped me a lot in life!!!

Can’t Fool Everyone Pt.1

Originally posted by thespoilerwitchblog

Author: flannel-and-fandoms
Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader 
Warnings: None in this part, maybe language
Word Count: 948
Summary: You never thought you would be filming with Sebastian Stan, let alone filming a sex scene
A/N: This series is going to be in small parts; 700 words or less, but it will be worth it, I promise <3


Tagging: @buckysbackpackbuckle  @sergeantjamesbarnes107th @persephone-is-here-omg @isaxhorror @hardcorehippos
@coveredamity @omgcupquak3stuff @buckyslion @putinontheritzz  @velvet-boyys @lokihutchersonmellark @buckyismysexuality @affleck40 @tylerpoakley @thefiregypsy @warlord-ryder @whisperingwristwatch @littlebirdstarks @zofty15  @frenchtherainbow @mylittlefandomfanfictions @just-a-touch-of-sass-and-fandoms @skybinx-blog @smilexcaptainx
@marvelbase001 @swtltlmrvlgrl @fvckingbuckyandsteve  @tipples-be-nipples @itsbrittbrattt @jensenbabe @princessesnaddy
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Today was the big day. The first day on set. After getting the role of Y/C/N in the movie. You had never smiled so much. You waited a couple weeks for the casting to pick your male co-star. You looked over the script in the meantime. Taking note of the sex scene later in the film. No problem you thought. This wasn’t your first time around the rink. You knew how they were filmed and even done a couple in the past. Your co-stars looked more nervous than you half of the time.

When you got the phone call letting you know that they had cast none other than Sebastian Stan himself you started to sweat. That man was an absolute god, you had seen The Bronze. You knew what he had going on. For the first time in your life, you were nervous.

You looked yourself over in the mirror. Your hair was in a messy bun and your makeup done to perfection. You flattened your Gun N’ Roses t-shirt and smiled. First impressions are the most important. You tied your laces of your navy blue high top converses and snatched your keys off of the counter on your way out.

The drive to set was agonizing. Traffic was a bitch and your emotions weren’t really helping. You were practically dying to meet the Romanian actor for years now, ever since Captain America the First Avenger, you were hooked. 

You finally arrived to set. Pulling your red 1967 Chevrolet Chevelle into the parking spot. You turned the keys, shutting off the ignition. You opened the door and heard a voice, a voice you knew by heart.

“Wow, is this beast yours?” You turned your head to find Sebastian Stan himself walking towards your car.

‘Be cool, Y/N’ You told yourself.

“Yeah, my dad and I built it when I was younger and after he passed he left it to me.” You said calmly. Sebastian nodded and stuck out his hand,“Sebastian Stan, but you can call me Seb." 

"Y/N  Y/L/N, but you can just call me Y/N.” You said with a smile. Damn, he was even prettier up close. Sebastian chuckled a little,“Nice to meet you Y/N, I’ll see you later, Okay?” You nodded. Sebastian gave one final smile and walked off.

You let out the breath you had been holding. You were pretty sure your face was bright red. He looked so good. You laughed and shook your head. Getting out of your car, you fixed your shirt once more and closed your car door. You scolded yourself when you realized you didn’t grab a coffee on the way out of your house. Today was going to be difficult to get through without your daily dose of caffeine.

You checked in at the front letting them know that you were Y/C/N in the movie and they handed you a script.

“Oh, no, I already have a script.” You said handing the secretary her script back.

“No sweetheart, it’s the new revised version.” She said returning the script once more. ‘Oh,’ you thought to yourself.

You thanked the secretary and found a seat and quickly read over the script trying to find out what they had changed. You flipped to the sex scene when you noticed they had changed the whole thing. It was much more detailed this time. You gulped. The director was going to kill you. There was no way in hell you were going to last shooting a scene this detailed.

“Hey Y/N,” You heard someone call you. You quickly shut the script and looked up,”Oh hey Seb.” You said with a smile,”Did you know they changed the script?” 

He nodded,” You noticed how much more descriptive they made everything?” You nodded in response.

“Do you mind if I sit?” He asked. You shook your head and scooted over.

“You’re okay with these changes right?” He asked pointing at the script

“Yeah, I just didn’t know they had changed it.” You said giving a slight shrug.

“Good, I just wanted to make sure, I suggested that they make the script a tiny bit more detailed, give some suspense, action to the viewers, you know?” Sebastian said.

You nodded,“No I totally get it. They just went writing crazy on the sex scene.” Sebastian laughed,“Yeah, that looks fun to film." 

Right then and there you felt your cheeks turn a nice shade of crimson. Fuck, he was excited to film this? Then again this scene made The Bronze look like horseplay.
You laughed and shook your head,"Boys.”

Sebastian leaned back with his hand on his chest in an offensive look,“ Wow, Y/N, I see how it is.”

You laughed and playfully nudged him.“You’ll be fine, Seb.”

Sebastian got up,“We’ll see Y/N, We’ll see.”

You gulped, that scene was going to be the death of you.


What They Call You... Stiles

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Pairing: Reader x Stiles Stilinski

A/N: As requested, here’s the nickname that Stiles gives the reader. And remember, requests are open. Also, if you want to be tagged then lemme know

Tagging: @stilinski-jpeg, @obsessed-withthe-hales @dumbass-stilinski, @wolvesofthebeacon


You had known Scott and Stiles for a long time since you had been at the same school since fifth grade. You weren’t friends or anything, but you had classes with them and if you missed class then you could talk to them and look over their notes. As mentioned, nothing close.

It wasn’t until high school that you became part of their ‘crowd.’ You were in the bleachers, reading, when the lacrosse team came out and started practicing. That was nothing new, but there was something new on the team. You felt a shiver run down your spine, making you look straight at Scott McCall. Putting your book away, you watched in silence as each player went against Jackson.

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Clubbing with Luke and Ash

warnings: light smut-ish

pairings: LukexReader

requested: No

Song: “Party Favors” -Tinashe


I looked around at the dancing bodies all around me, moving to the bass of the music as I took my fourth shot.

I had on a short, black, low-cut dress with thin straps and gold studs accenting the top portion, the bottom portion hugging my curves in the most flattering way possible. My gold glittery pumps made my legs look longer and even more beautiful. My lips were painted red, my hair in messy wavy curls, and a smoky eye and chiseled contour finished off the look.

I had shown up to the club at the same time as Ash and Luke to party. We had been waiting for tonight all month long and now it’s finally here.

I immediately started dancing and fit right in with everyone else, my back against some other girl’s as we danced and I flashed Luke a mischievous smirk and a lick of my lips, making his face all flustered in reaction and I laughed to myself as he choked on his drink.

I twirled around and found Ashton, grinding with another girl. I stole him and we danced so I could talk to him. “Luke likes me doesn’t he?” I said over the music. “What?” Ash gave me a confused look. “Luke likes me. Doesn’t he?” I asked. He gulped and his Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. “I- I don’t know,” he said, scratching the back of his neck nervously, biting the inside of his cheek. I’ve known Ash long enough to know that’s what he does when he’s lying.

“He does!” I grinned, dancing around like a little girl, looking over at Luke with a grin as he leaned against the bar, staring at me, studying my every move. “I’m gonna go dance with him,” I smirked, leaving Ash and taking Luke by the hand and pulling him out to the dance floor.

“You remember how to dance, don’t you?” I asked with a laugh as he stood awkwardly and I was grinding alone. “Come on,” I rolled my eyes playfully, placing his hands on my waist and moved my hips to the beat of the song, grinding against him.

“Trust me, Y/N,” he whispered in my ear from behind as he matched my rhythm, “I remember how to do this.”

I smirked, wiggling a bit to increase the friction between us. I slowed my movements down a little bit and he did the same, smirking as his breath tickled the sensitive skin of my neck, slowly dragging his hands down from my waist to my upper thighs. I smiled, biting my lip. He does like me.

I leaned against him a little bit more now. I reached my arm back and messed with the hair at the back of his neck from where I stood, my back against his chest.

He pulled my body even closer to his body. I could feel his heart pounding from being so close to me. I dropped and slowly came back up, my hands dragging up my sides, rolling my body as I did.

He smiled and wrapped his arm around my middle, pulling me close to his bulge. I shook again and rocked his hips to keep the tension going. I dropped it again and twerked as I came back up, making him even harder.

I rolled my body slowly against him before I turned around and walked my fingers up his chest and to his lips, biting my own before he crashed his mouth to mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck and interlocked my fingers together as he gripped my waist.

He slipped his tongue into my mouth and the bass grew louder. I rolled my body against his again and pulled him even closer now. I teased him, grinding right up against his bulge. He couldn’t help but let out a low groan as I did so. I gently sunk my teeth into his lower lip, pulling slightly before letting go, receiving another moan in return.

I smiled, but then he swiftly picked me up off my feet and had me pressed against the wall in one smooth movement, attacking my lips with his all over again.

I couldn’t help but moan against his lips as his strong hands gripped my thighs and he then attacked my neck with rough kisses, sending a shiver down my spine as a gripped his sandy, blond hair.

My breathing was rigid and loud as he nibbled on the sensitive skin of my neck. Then, Ashton interrupted us.

“Hey guys- oh…wow…um…sorry to…interrupt….? We have to leave. The paparazzi and the crazy fans are starting to figure out we’re here. I guess you can continue your…moment…later…” he took me by the hand and dragged me out of the club, Luke following suit.

Dammit, Ashton! Once again, cockblocked from Luke!! Ughhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!


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Well, well, well, look who is trying their hand at Chloenette. Tbh this is really short, silly and stupid and they are probably OOC, so fml. I’m a bit rusty with writing, after two weeks of almost no writing at all. But I couldn’t get the idea out of my head.


“I need to take you shopping.”

Marinette looked up from her sketch. She and Chloé were paired off for a school project and they were supposed to work. But between the way too warm day outside and fruit tarts Marinette’s parents brought up, well, working on the project. They were both sharing Marinette’s chaise lounge. Marinette was on her stomach, working on some designs in her sketchbook, while Chloé was on her back using the papers for the project as an improvised fan while scrolling through her instagram. She was, until she got distracted, that’s it.

“What’s wrong with my clothes now?” Marinette said with a fond eye roll. Chloé had a thing for criticizing the most ridiculous things about her clothes, like how the rips in her jeans were too messy or something along those lines.

“Your back pockets are uneven.” Chloé stated.

Marinette put her pencil down and turned towards her. “You surely spent a lot of time staring at my ass to reach that conclusion.”

Her lips curled in a smirk as Chloé huffed and turned her head. “I didn’t stare at your ass at all.”

“Denial doesn’t suit you. Also, nice shade. Are you trying to out red a strawberry?”

“I’m not red!” Chloé crossed her arms, obviously annoyed Marinette realized she had been, in fact, starring at her glorious ass the whole time.

Marinette snorted. And then, a little idea bloomed in the corner of her mind. Propping herself on her elbows, Marinette called. “Hey, Chloé.”

Chloé turned around, only to be welcomed by Marinette’s lips on hers. Marinette had never been a sloppy kisser, but this one was pretty messy. Chloé didn’t even had time to respond properly, before Marinette pulled back. The little shit was smirking too, but Chloé was a little bit too caught up between the surprise and the fact that honestly, that shade just didn’t look good on Marinette.

“Hey, Chloé.” she called again, but this time in a lower voice.

“Huh?”

Marinette’s smirked smugly. “Your lipstick is smudged.” she run her thumb across Chloé’s bottom lip to make a point.

Chloé pouted, crossing her arms again. “I hate you.”

“I love you too.” Marinette winked at her, before returning to her sketches.

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A fluffy Elijah Imagine. I love fluff!!

Requested by: @vanillashade , hope you like this, love.                                             Warnings: None

A/N: ( This is so cute, you might get Diabetes.)

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Elijah couldn’t help it. It had become a habit of his, to watch Y/N sleep. He always woke up earlier than her. But what was a man supposed to do, when there is a goddess laying next to him. Elijah couldn’t help but watch her beautiful face and how her lids fluttered. Y/N was bathed in warm sunlight. Her skin was glowing and Elijah send a small prayer to the heavens, thanking them for blessing him with her. Elijah caressed her cheek carefully. It wasn’t his intention to wake her up. He smiled to himself, they had made love last night. Elijah enjoyed they’re intimate times because with Y/N he could truly relax. They’ve been in a relationship for two years now. For some reasons Elijah couldn’t imagine being with someone else ever again. The most beautiful thing about Y/N was her hair. It was extremely messy and curly in the morning, but Elijah loved it. ‘Elijah, love.’ her sweet voice was music to his ears. She didn’t open her eyes yet but she was awake. Elijah cupped her cheek with his hand. ‘You look beautiful, my love,’ he smiled. Y/N opened her eyes,’ Oh no, my hair is all messy again, right?!’ Y/N never believed him, when he complimented her. She jumped out of bed and rushed into the bathroom. ‘Y/N, come back here, love.’ he called after her. Why did she had to ruin this beautiful morning? Why couldn’t she understand that there was nothing about here that isn’t beautiful.

Elijah got up and put on his pants. He followed his lover into the bathroom.  Y/N stood in front of the mirror. Brushing her hair. ‘Stop,’ Elijah commanded. He stood behind her and pressed her hands to her chest, forcing her to stop. ‘Look at you love,’ he whispered. Y/N looked at herself in the mirror. She furrowed her brows. ‘Can’t you see love? Cant you see how beautiful you are?’ Elijah rested his head on her shoulder. ‘ But I look horrible,’ Y/N answered. Elijah sighed and smiled. ‘ Y/N, I look at you and I see the woman I love. The most beautiful woman on earth. How can you say you look horrible?’ Elijah whispered,’ Can you see yourself when you are laughing or talking about something you are passionate about? Can you see yourself in the moments of pleasure. Or when you are so concentrated you look almost angry?’ he laughed. ‘ I love you, Y/N. There is nothing about you that isn’t beautiful to me.’ Elijah turned her around. ‘I wish you could see yourself the way I see you.’ Tears were starting to form in her eyes. What did she do to deserve a man like Elijah? ‘I love you, too.’ was all she could say before she buried her face in his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, making cooing noises to calm her down. ‘Look at me, Y/N’ Elijah said and cupped her cheeks in his hands,’ let’s put on some clothes. We can go have breakfast somewhere and show everybody how beautiful you are.’ Y/N nodded. Kissing Elijah on the lips. Tomorrow, she would believe him when he told her that she is beautiful. 

the liquid gold that is vitality / remus lupin

requested by anon, hope this is alright, sorry for taking so long to post something, ur girl was facing the dullest writer’s block ever!!! hope u enjoy this regardless (also, sorry this is so long) xxxx

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It was snowing. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. She tried to move each finger, but they were almost completely frozen by now, a shade of dark purple rapidly ignited her skin. She was trying, she swore she was, but she didn’t want to. How could she? She was tired, she was so, so tired. She tried to keep her sore eyes open but they barely obeyed. Her body was freezing, and she decided it was that feeling her mind would focus on, she had to, if she focused on her bruises or on the past events that insisted in flooding her mind, she was certain her eyes would close once and for all.

She focused on how cold she was, on how frozen her feet were, completely under the slippery snow, her face was acquiring a shade of blue as she stopped feeling her fingertips. Her bloody fingertips.

The crying girl was covered in blood, the warmth of the crimson droplets melted the snow almost suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her chest, she was certain by the strange heat and metal taste that both her mouth and her nose were bleeding by now, there was no coming back, no one could save her.

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Fake Girlfriend 3 || Dan Howell

A/N: So many of you demanded more of this! I’m sorry for always making you wait a week. Thank you for reading!

Word Count: 1.6K

POV: Dan

MASTERLIST // PART 1 // PART 2 // PART 3 // PART 4 // PART 5

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Soon Y/N fell asleep next to me and I couldn’t stop myself from catching a quick glimpse of her peaceful face. My lips still prickled and my cheeks were still hot. I never thought a simple kiss could affect me that much. I wondered if she felt that spark too. I caught myself recreating the kiss in my mind and started shaking my head in disbelief and shock. What was I thinking? We never got along. We didn’t like each other. And now I was having troubles sleeping because I couldn’t stop thinking about her.

There was a loud knock on the door.

“Breakfast is ready, lovebirds!” Aunt Sarah shouted seconds later, waking us up. Y/N yawned and ruffled through her messy hair. Her cuteness almost made me weak.

“Morning, Dan.” She said while climbing out of bed to get dressed. It was probably the first time she called me ‘Dan’ instead of ‘Howell’ and that filled me with a little feeling of excitement although it most probably didn’t mean anything.

We went downstairs to the dining room and this time we weren’t the last ones to arrive. Only Aunt Sarah and her fiancé Robert were seated at the table. The food they had prepared looked as delicious as always.

“How did you sleep, honey?” My aunt asked Y/N as soon as she sat down opposite her.

“Like a baby. I’ve never slept in a bed that’s more comfortable.” She laughed.

Before uncle Robert could finish his newspaper Harry and his sister entered the room, wishing everybody a good morning. Harry smiled at Y/N and walked over to sit on the empty chair next to her. He had the fucking audacity after what he said to me yesterday in the kitchen.

“I’m wondering how you can look so fresh and beautiful this early. What’s your secret?” Harry asked Y/N with a friendly smile loud enough for me to hear. I felt the blood rush to my head in anger. She just shrugged it off with now pink cheeks. My hands underneath the table turned to fists. He told her exactly what I thought when I woke up next to her, but I wasn’t brave enough to actually speak my mind. I was aware of the fact that she wasn’t really my girlfriend, but Harry didn’t know that and he was still flirting with her in front of my eyes. I wanted to rip his stupid head off. I think I had never eaten breakfast with so much aggression before. I nearly knocked over my cup of tea, I crushed my toast and just angrily scoffed my food in silence.

“Dan, darling, are you okay?” My auntie wanted to know, worried about me since everybody seemed to notice the negative energy that I was radiating.

“I’m just not a morning person.” I mumbled while shrugging my shoulders. As I was about to return my attention to the food in front of me I felt Y/N’s hand squeeze mine underneath the table. I stared at her in surprise. She just smiled and started gently running her palm down my biceps in an attempt to calm me down.

“You know that I can’t stand Harry, right?” she then whispered in my ear. When I had to grin like a fool at her words she giggled her oh so sweet giggle. The sight of her at that exact moment was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. We just sat there in silence intensely looking at each other in what felt like speechlessness.

“So, tell me love, are you a fan of rugby? I tried to tell you yesterday that I’m on the local team and we a-“ Harry interfered, in an attempt to ruin our moment.

“Actually, I don’t like rugby at all.” Y/N admitted, shooting him an apologizing look.

“That’s exactly what Dan said every time I beat him at it.” Harry laughed with confidence, happy now that he had found a way to embarrass me.

But Y/N didn’t give him the satisfaction. “Well, I’m not the sportiest either” she said coldly, wiping that grin off his face.

After breakfast we were about to head upstairs to our room but we were stopped by a familiar voice.

“Y/N, can I talk to you real quick?” Harry asked, exiting the dining room as well. After shooting me an evil glare he added “Just the two of us.”

She shot me a sceptical look before she followed Harry to the kitchen. I just stood at the bottom of the stairs trying to make out what they were talking about, but I only heard muffled sounds. Why would he have to talk to my girlfriend one on one? I got furious again waiting for them to return as I heard loud noises coming from the kitchen.

“You are fucking disgusting!” I heard Y/N shout and seconds later the door opened. She stormed out of the kitchen followed by Harry. I had never seen her this angry.

“I’m sorry, please. That’s not what I meant.” He pleaded, but she wasn’t even listening to him.

She was walking straight towards me, determination in her eyes. I didn’t know what was happening, so I just stood there waiting for her to reach me. My heart was beating uncontrollably fast, although I didn’t know why. Suddenly she stopped only centimetres in front of me and in the blink of eye she forcefully crashed her lips against mine.

I was so overwhelmed by the sudden action that I didn’t kiss back at first. It wasn’t just a quick peck like yesterday, no our lips moved in sync for quite some time. The spark was back and my whole body seemed to be on fire again. My hand wandered to her cheek that felt really hot under my touch. Behind my back I heard Harry groan angrily before he quickly went to his room after what he had just witnessed. I knew he was furious and jealous and he fucking deserved it. I smiled into the kiss and enjoyed every damn second of it, longing for nothing but the sweetness of her soft lips.

We were breathless when we let go of each other. I opened my eyes again and looked at her in utter disbelief. She just kissed me!

“I- uh- you. I mean.. we?” I stuttered completely speechless. Y/N blushed but didn’t say anything. Instead we walked up to our room. I closed the door behind us and we were greeted by silence. It was simply awkward. Before we got to this place we would’ve fought and screamed at each other, now we couldn’t even talk to each other anymore. After 15 minutes of neither of us saying something I decided to break the silence.

“Can we talk about that kiss?” I carefully asked, my heart hammering in my chest.

Even if she just kissed me to make Harry jealous it still didn’t make any sense. She shouldn’t care about me or my issues with my stupid cousin.

Her eyes widened at my question and her pink cheeks made a reappearance. It was her time to stutter now. “I – just. To be honest I think I might-“ she started but she was interrupted by a knock on the door.

“Hey, lovebirds. We are going for a walk in the woods now. Get ready and don’t forget to wear warm clothes!” Aunt Sarah chirped without realizing that she had just ruined an important moment.

After ten minutes, we were already strolling through the snowy forest next to the mansion. The scenery looked beautiful but not as beautiful as Y/N who was wearing a beanie and had a red nose from the cold. We were comfortably chatting. It was a kind of tradition to go for a walk through the forest whenever we were over at aunt Sarah’s.

“Look, there’s a squirrel!” Y/N whisper-screamed excitedly, trying not to scare the little ball of fur.

“A squirrel?” my grandma asked. She had arrived right after breakfast and decided she was feeling well enough to join us. “Squirrels are a sign for fertility and a steamy relationship. My mother saw one right before she got pregnant with twins” Granny told Y/N and patted her back.

“Daniel, darling. You know what I am trying to say with that?” my grandma shouted over her shoulder and winked, making me swallow hard. Y/N’s cheeks were by now as red as her cold nose and she really didn’t know what to say. Why do grandparents always have to be so damn embarrassing? Granny talked to Y/N for quite some time while I had a chat with my uncle Robert.

When she could free herself from my grandma’s endless talking she quickly walked up to me.

“She asked me all kind of embarrassing questions!” Y/N told me in shock, still blushing harder than ever before.

I couldn’t help but laugh.

“That’s funny to you?” she pouted. “Why don’t you explain to your lovely grandmother that you treat me right in bed?!” she snapped, but broke out in a fit of laughter not much later.

I nearly choked on my own spit.

We both laughed and I took her hand as we continued trudging through the snow. It felt so normal to be affectionate with her now. Of course it was just to cover up my lie, right? Soon we fell behind and we couldn’t even see the others anymore.

“Dan?” Y/N asked and she stopped walking.

I raised my eyebrows in confusion. “Yes?”

“About our kiss earlier.” She started, staring down at her feet.

“What about it?”

“I wasn’t acting.”

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“Have you seen Michael?” Y/N asked, coming into the living room.

Luke, Michael’s roommate, nodded his head. “He said he had to go into work for a few hours and that I should keep you company.”

Y/N smiled. She liked hanging out with Luke. They always had fun together, a stress free day.

“What do you want to do?” he asked, patting the empty spot on the couch next to him.

Y/N sat down and glanced out the window at the rain and frowned. “I don’t know. I was hoping we could go into town but it’s raining,” she sighed.

Luke nodded, his blonde hair bobbing against his head. “Why don’t we have a movie marathon instead?”

Y/N looked at the pouring rain, thinking it was the perfect day to relax with Luke on the couch. The best part was she didn’t have to change. She could wear her running shorts and too small t shirt for the rest of the day. She could also get away with having her hair messy. She could tell Luke was still in his pajamas too. His gray sweatpants hung loosely off his hip with his black t shirt showing off his muscles. She blushed at the thought.

In no time at all they had finished the first movie and were onto the second. She still hadn’t heard from Michael and was starting worry that he would be gone most of the day. She had driven almost two hours so that they could spend the weekend together and now here she was spending it with his roommate. Not exactly how she imagined the weekend would play out.

Her body was beginning to ache from the position was she in. Luke was lying across the couch and she was leaning against his stomach but now her back was starting to bother her. Without a second thought, she laid down against Luke, so that they were spooning. This was a much more comfortable position. His arm draped over her stomach and he pulled her against him.

As the movie played, they could both feel the sexual tension rising in the room. She could feel his erection pressing against her back and he was making no effort trying to hide it. His right hand was slowly moving lower down her stomach, towards her aching core.

She knew this was wrong and she didn’t want to hurt Michael but she had always had a thing for Luke. Even before she began dating Michael. Luke was just a great guy to be around and always made her feel good, even when she was at her worst.

She felt Luke’s hand creep slightly slower and she stood up surprising him. His blue eyes, now dark, watched her walk to the kitchen and out of sight. She needed to calm down. Her body was aching for Luke.  

Standing on her tiptoes, she struggled trying to get a cup from the cabinet. Her fingers grazed across the glass but she wasn’t able to wrap her hand around it.

She felt Luke from behind her as he reached up to grasp the cup. His front was pressed against her back and she felt his still evident erection. He placed the glass down on the counter but made no attempt to step away from her.

Instead his hands landed on her hips, moving her t shirt aside, making small circles with his thumbs. She closed her eyes and leaned her head back against his shoulders. Taking Luke’s hand in her’s she moved down to the waistband of her shorts.

His hand slid beneath the material and down towards her core. He pushed aside her underwear as his fingers ran across her folds.

“Already wet,” he muttered.

She moaned as his fingers teased her before slipping two in. She groaned as his fingers moved in and out, working their magic.

“Fuck Luke,” she moaned.

Three fingers moved across her folds and came to a stop on her sensitive spot. He began rubbing them against it as his other fingers, moved inside her.

She could the familiar knot already beginning to form in her stomach. It normally took longer for her to reach her climax and she was doing her best to hold it back but she needed release. Her body couldn’t take it anymore.

She felt her walls clench around his fingers and felt her legs grow weak. She leaned forward and placed her hands on the counter, steadying herself. She felt Luke take a step back and she waited a moment before turning around. He was standing against the counter, arms crossed over his chest, a smile plastered across his face.

She glanced at his gray sweatpants, that hung loosely across his hips. His erection was still evident and she was ready to please him the way he had pleased her.

Taking a step across the kitchen, her hands reached towards his waistbands. Her fingers played with the elastic and when Luke didn’t say anything, she gently pulled them down along with his black boxers.

He was much bigger than she had anticipated and she smiled when she saw what she was working with.

She kneeled down, placing her bare knees on the cold tiled floor. Taking him in her hand, she moved her hand up and down. Her finger moved across the tip, spreading the pre cum that had begun to form.

Leaning forward, she flicked her tongue over the tip, resulting in a moan from Luke.

She took him in her mouth, slowly moving her mouth up and down. His fingers tangled in her hair as moved along him, occasionally moving her tongue over the tip. She felt Luke relax the more she ran her mouth over him.

“I want to cum inside you,” Luke moaned.

She moved her mouth up and down one more time before Luke caved. “No more,” he whispered, gently pulling her head away from him.

She had just removed her mouth, when there was a knock on the door. Glancing at Luke, he pulled up his underwear and sweatpants.

“You get it. I’m sure it’s someone trying to sell something. I’ll be in my room, waiting,” he said.

Y/N nodded, running her hands through her hair and making sure that she looked acceptable before going to open the door.

When she opened the door, she came face to face with Michael.

“M-Michael,” she said, surprised. “I thought you were working. And why don’t you have your key?”

“I lost my key. I forgot to tell you. It’s a good thing you’re home. Where’s Luke?” he asked, glancing around the empty living room.

“In his room.”

Michael nodded, glancing at her. “Want to grab dinner?”

“Ok. Let me tell Luke.”

Y/N knocked on the door before opening it slightly. Luke was lying on the bed, staring at her.

“Michael’s here. We’re going to get dinner.”

Luke’s face fell, as his blue eyes glanced toward his obvious erection.

“Well I guess I’ll have to finish my self.”

“I’ll help you next time,” Y/N said, as Luke looked up her a huge smile on his face.

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anonymous asked:

I know we all love somegraham, but looking back I definitely think there were some sparks between paulerina. Its was very low key but Paul was definitely feeling her. I saw an old interview the other day that was just like 2mins of Paul saying how much he wanted to get with Kat asksjsjd. I don't think they dated or anything but 👀😂😂

Yesssssss. Look, I know real life ships are weird and shouldn’t be taken seriously so please don’t put too much weight on anything in my answer here… but at the same time, most everybody has their fave messy conspiracy theories on what went down behind the scenes while the show was filming! I’ve seen people’s ideas floating around about Kat and Ian, or Jomo, or Chris, or Nate.

And I do love Kat/Ian (who clearly are up to their ears in chemistry) but I’m with you… my money is on Paulerina, especially in the earlier seasons. Something about the way they even just stand together now seems so familiar, so intimate and relaxed. Maybe it’s plain old chemistry, maybe it’s history, idk?

But also the total lack of Stefan/Bonnie scenes after s1-2 (with Torrey joining the show in s3), supposedly because they end up too busy laughing together to act when they have scenes together??? Seems fishy, lol.

Btw pls link me that interview thx haha <3

She Used to Be Mine

Originally posted by sam-and-dean-winchesters

Pairings: Dean x Reader

Word Count: 733

Warnings: some angst?

Welcome to a Dean x Reader mini series! If you would like to be tagged in upcoming parts, feel free to let me know! Part 2 http://petrovadixon.tumblr.com/post/157070532274/she-used-to-be-mine-2

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Ed, Edd n Eddy are all victims of abuse

I didn’t notice it till now but when watching the show again, it’s kinda obvious. Let’s start with Ed.

Ed’s abuse seems to be more emotional abuse. His parents spoil his sister Sarah, while Ed lives in the basement. They also seem to take Sarah’s side more often. These can be signs of parental favoritism. I mean, look at Ed’s room.

now look at sarah’s:

Sarah’s room is much larger, cleaner and more comfortable than Ed’s. Sure, Ed’s a messy guy but you’d think a good parent would start showing SOME concern when their child’s room is as bad as Ed’s. 

Now to Double D. His abuse is more about neglect and lack of affection from his parents. Not only are his parents never home but they communicate through sticky notes they leave around the house. and what are on those notes?

Chores. Double D’s parents seem to treat him more like a maid that cleans the place while they’re away most of the time, instead of their son.

and finally, Eddy. His is the most obvious. 

While not a parent, Eddy has been shown to be physically and verbally abused by his older brother. This was revealed in the series finale. 

I can’t believe I actually missed this until now. 

This also shows another difference between them and the rest of the kids in the cul-de-sac.

Jimmy’s parent’s don’t seem to mind that their son has more feminine interests, buying him things like an easy bake oven and letting him have a feminine room and stuffed animals. Kevin’s dad constantly showers him in gifts. Nazz lives a carefree and happy life. Johnny’s parents seem to be tree-huggers(they have arbor day parties and bring nature inside as a christmas tradition) and don’t find it strange that their son talks to inanimate objects and Rolf has a close, very large and traditional family.

These are kids that most likely wouldn’t understand what the eds go through. That could be another reason why the eds are outcasts in the show.