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Jealousy || Stiles Stilinski Imagine

Originally posted by elizabethccoper

Request: Do you do one shots too or only imagines? If you do, I was thinking maybe an teen wolf x Riverdale crossover. Like the reader goes to Riverdale for the summer to hang out with her cousin that just moved there (Veronica) and she meets jughead and he reminds her of stiles the guy she’s been in love with since forever and she starts getting close to jug and Stiles finds out and gets jealous bc he’s lowkey in love with her too and he goes to Riverdale to get her and maybe there’s some angst and smut

A/n: I haven’t posted anything in months (probably 6 months? Idk) and I’m really sorry about that. I had zero motivation to write anything and if I did nothing would come to me, so I’m really sorry. But now I’m back with school almost being over, I have a lot of time now. So enjoy this imagine that I wrote and sorry if it isn’t perfect and sorry if there’s any grammar error. Love you guys x

“Do you have to go?” A sad looking Stiles asked from across the room. You sighed, nodding your head as you packed some clothes in your suitcase. Stiles let out a puff and got up from the chair he was sitting in and walked over to your bed. “I don’t want you to.”

 “Stiles, it’s just the summer. It would go by pretty fast.” You told the brown haired boy and gave him a smile. He gave you a forced smile and you threw the shirt you had in your hands at him. Stiles let out a loud squeak, making you burst out laughing. 

 “That was so not cool.” Stiles claimed, glaring at you. You stuck your tongue out at him and giggled a bit. “Tell me again why are you leaving?”

 “I haven’t seen my cousin, Veronica, in a really long time and she always lived on the other side of the states and now that she’s 5 hour away I can finally go and visit her.” You exclaimed, getting excited about the fact that you’re going to see your beloved cousin after so, so long.

 “What if a monster invades the town?” He asked and you stopped folding your clothes to look at him, raising your eyebrows at him.

 “Stiles, if anyone invades the town there’s always Scott, Malia, Lydia…” you started to say, your face feeling hot before finishing your sentence, “and they have you. If anyone can stop those monsters, it’s you..”

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What else do you love about me? // SHAWN MENDES

Overview: Y/n and Shawn talk about what they love about each other.

Authors note: Purely wrote this so I could gush about how amazing Shawn is 


“Why are you so hot?” I ask while I layed on the hotel bed, my legs hanging off the side. 

“What?” Shawn laughs, turning around and looking at me through the doorway from the bathroom.

I tilt my head to look at him. “I mean like, I know you go to the gym and everything but you’re face- flawless. I cannot find one flaw on your face,” 

“Is that so?” Shawn hums, his back muscles shifting as he turned the tap off after finishing rinsing his toothbrush.

“I’m not usually one to obsess over looks because personality is key,”

“Are you saying my personality sucks?” Shawn teases, flicking the lights off in the bathroom and he leans against the door frame.

I shoot up right, “Not at all. You’re a 10 out of 10. You have the full package. Good as looks, most amazing personality and you can sing. No wonder you got the chicks swooning,” 

Shawn’s head tips back as he laughs, “I only need one chick to swoon and that’s you,” 

“See, that is what I mean. That right there was perfect,” I point at him as I speak.

“Did it make you swoon?” he says smirking, sending a shiver down my spine.

“Just a little bit,” I grin, flopping back onto the mattress.

“What else do you love about me?” Shawn walks over crawling onto the mattress, laying on his side, head propped up on his hand to look at me.

“You have the softest hair ever. Do you use product? I’ve never seen you put any in but then again, I’m never awake early enough to see if you do anything after your shower,” I trail off, eyes flicking to meet his.

“All natural baby,” he smiles, his eyes warm as they lock with mine.

“Of course it is. I’m seriously considering that you might be a Greek god like Hercules or something. Left on earth to be raised by human parents so you could bless all us humans,”

“Pretty sure I’m human Y/n,” he says laughing.

“To be discussed,”

Silence settles over us, the heater humming creating background noise. Shawn leans closer, his nose brushing my cheek.

“Want to know what I love about you?” He whispers, his breath fanning my face.

“My charm?” I ask, winking at him. A chuckle escapes his lips, his head falling onto my shoulder.

“As much as I love your charm I also love how you always try and find something positive in every situation,” 

“I guess I do that,” I smile softly, pecking his nose.

“You also show so much love to all your friends and family. You don’t halfheartedly love someone, you put your whole soul and body into it,” He kisses my forehead gently. “Thats why I’m so lucky to have you in my life and to be able to receive your love,”

“Dammit Shawn, I’m going to cry,” I let out a shaky laugh.

“Aw baby no, this is meant to be a happy moment,” Shawn tucks some hair behind my ear.

“They’re happy tears don’t worry,” I smile at him, my heart feeling as though it would burst at the sight of the man in front of me.

“You’re also the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen in my life,” he says and I gasp.

“But what happened to and I quote ‘she’s not even drop dead gorgeous’,” 

“Y/n,” he laughs, shaking his head at me. 

“Its okay, apparently it kills you anyway,”

DATING CAMILA MENDES WOULD INCLUDE

since nobody is writing about how camila is sooooooooo girlfriend material (and im so in love with her), here it is:


•  it all started with you two being good friends, and as friends, you kept getting closer and closer

when she found out that you were into girls she smiled so big for herself 

• bc you were this cute girl that since she looked at you she wanted to get to know better 

• at first you texted a lot, and everytime she saw something funny she sended it to you

• bc she knew it would make you laugh and that would make her really happy

• then you started hanging out everytime that she wasnt filming for riverdale, like in between takes you’d go to where she was and take her to grab lunch or something

• you tried getting spoilers from her but even tho she really trusted you already she couldnt tell anything

• but she loved how you got so frustrated bc you. needed. to. know.

• so she teased you a lil bit, saying things like ”this may or may not happen”

HOW SHE ASKED YOU TO BE HER GIRLFRIEND before that everybody thought you were a couple anyway

• you were sick, like really sick, so she being the caring “friend” that she is showed up at your place w some soup, and why not flowers (something that she learnt from playing veronica) 

• even tho you melted when you saw her with all of that, you didnt want her around  because you were afraid shell get sick too

• but she didnt care, she sat right next to you on the couch and put some movie on netflix

• you were falling asleep with your head on her shoulder and she was looking at you, playing with your fingers

• she probably wanted to ask you to be his girlfriend “properly” like, with a long speech  and give you maybe some chocolate or candy

• but while looking at you the words spilled from her mouth

• “hey do you wanna me like, my girlfriend?”

• “what”

• “what”

• both of you started laughing and oFC YOU SAID YES I MEAN

• so thats how you started dating

• thats when all the fun began hehehe jk

• her phone and yours would be filled with silly photos of you two

• you know that video of her cooking and laughing about it in her ig story? you’d have tons of them doing mostly everything

• like one day, she took your phone while you were showering bc she was bored and her phone didnt have any battery, and going through your camera roll she found this video you took from her while she was watching her favorite movie because you loved how her eyes lighted up whenever her favorite scene was on the screen and how loud she screamed when something “surprising” happened even tho she watched it thousands of times

• she would do the same, because you’d have that kind of relationship

• she comments on every single one of your pics, really short comments like “i love you” “im in love” “mOM” “gorgeous” “mine”

• her mom loves you, and likes to cook for you bc she seems so nice and lovely

• when she is mad over something really silly, she starts speaking portuguese and you just stare at her while she’s screaming walking around the room until she let it all out

• “i was doing it again?” “yup” “im sorry”

• but theres times where you two are cuddling facing eachother and she is putting your hair behind your ear while smiling and shed say “eu tenho tanta sorte“ or “você é tão bonita”

• you wouldnt get anything of what she said (and she probably wouldnt tell you) but youd smile so big because you knew it was something nice and when she speaks in another language is the cutest thing ever

• PDA !!!!! lots of pda

• but not the annoying type like sucking eachother faces in public, but holding hands, long hugs, cheek kisses, forehead kisses !!!

• at least twice a week you go out to eat or have a cute coffee date, talking bout life sitting infront of eachother, holding hands over the table

• she never fails to make you laugh, she’s always doing goofy things or trying to imitate someone (and failing)  just to put a smile on your face

• its 2:34 AM, the lights are gone, the only source of light is coming from your computer screen and you two are dancing in the living room to some random spotify playlist

• you can go from steamy hot makeout session on the couch to sloppy slow kisses filled with love

• she sings to you whenever you ask her 

• she is probably singing 24/7 GOD BLESS HER ANGELIC VOICE

• but if you’re having a rough time or you’re feeling sad, she sings to you in a low tone kinda whispering, while smiling sweetly 

• i dont think she is the jealous type  ? but if anyone is looking at you in a way that they shouldn’t she’d wrap an arm around your waist, not like in a “she’s mine back off” type of way, but in a sweet “i love her dont steal her from me” type of way im crying 

• SHE. IS. A. TEASER. LIL. ****

• you tried cooking together, but you endend up getting too “distracted” and burning the whole thing

• “lets order pizza” “but i dont want pizza” “what do you want?” “you”

• she appreciates you and loves you so much bc if she is dating you she is 100% focused on you so she wouldnt be the annoying cheesy type, but definitely cheesy

• when she is away filming or busy with her work she sends you selfies doing funny faces, or videos at set with the cast, or a pouty selfie with a “cant wait to get home :(” that makes you melt inside who wouldnt

• PET NAMES !!! she probably calls you “love/babe/gorgeous”

• and she is your little nugget, of course

• play nights at your place with her friends (and yours) happen a little too often, because is everything you love and need: wine, charades, friends, and eachother

PLAYING CHARADES AND SHE BEING THE ONE TO GUESS WILL BE KINDA LIKE THIS: “oh oh oh i know that one!” “pETER PAN!” “no??? mmmm aLICE IN WONDERLAND!” “what, no?” “WHAT THE HECK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN BABE?!?!?” “no wAY IT WAS F HAPPY FEET”

but it doesnt matter is you win or lose the game at the end of the night, bc she’d wrap her arms around you and say “i win, i have you”

i love her so so so so much okay?????? it ends right here before i start crying she is the most precius lil bean bye

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i think about adult giorno a lot…..too much

Things that I want more of:

Marmora raised Galra Kieth and papa Thace

tbh im so sad that I found this show so late. i missed all the theories of keith’s parents and now im stuck with this canon southern dude when i could have spent all this time believing in papa Thace and tiny, japanese mama kogane with all my heart…

i spent the drive to class this morning thinking about little human mama kogane being the pilot of another mission intercepted by the galra.

meeting thace and falling in love with this deceptively sweet undercover Galra man who tries his best to keep whats left of her crew alive and safe from the guards that like to rough them up to pass the time.

somehow they find the time to get her pregnant, she’s a regular little spit fire hotshot pilot and she loves mouthing off to the other guards and he’s beside himself because wow she’s great but holy shit that mouth is going to get her in so much trouble and it does.

haggar and the druids have been studying her and the rest of the crew since this is probably their first encounter with humans? idk, in my head her crew was like practice for what happened to shiro and his cybernetic arm. anyway thats how they realize she’s pregnant

they don’t realize the baby’s half galra tho, they think she was pregnant when she got there cause she’s pretty far along when they start these tests because the druids are evil scientists and they’re just like lets see how hard you can squeeze until it pops,

and that puts the baby in danger so she has to get out of there. she’s already decided she’ll die for this kid no question

so Thace coordinates an escape, sets up an escape pod and gives her the coordinates to the Marmora outpost

and honestly i really want to write and draw tiny bad ass human mama kogane heavily pregnant with baby keith escaping from the Galra, shooting and flying like a freaking ace because Keith had to get his pilot skills from somewhere, all the way to the Marmora outpost while she’s pm in the middle of labor.

I don’t even know how that timeline would work but i love it??

and once she gets to the outpost she’s in full on labor right?

she stumbles out of the pod and Ulaz, who’s probably received updates from Thace about this resilient little human pilot that he’s totally gone over and is like just ‘holy shit, what do?’ so she coaches him through the delivery cause she’s the definition of badass, and she finally gets to hold her little ass kicker and she knows what he’ll be a part of, knows what he’ll do and she also knows that she won’t be there to see him do it

but it’s ok cause she watches Ulaz clean him up so carefully and tenderly with this spellbound look in his eyes because it’s been so long since any of the Galra have seen children and there’s something hopeful about watching something so pure and innocent be born in the midst of war and she knows that her kid will be fiercely protected by the alien resistance

She tells him to name him Keith after her brother and her copilot who didn’t survive the druids experiments and she kind of just slips away because you have to kill your darlings.

I’m just saying this sounds better that whatever explanation they’re planning to give me for Tim Mcgraw over there…. (even though mama galra is a super awesome idea :))) )

Sorry?
  • Harry: Did you eat the last biscuit?
  • Draco: What do you mean?
  • Harry: I mean there's an empty box of biscuits in the cupboard. Why would you put the box back when it's empty? That's just mean!
  • Draco: We both know it's a cruel world.
  • Harry: Ugh, Draco! You know these are my favourite!
  • Draco: Is it too late now to say I'm kinda sorry?
  • Harry:
  • Harry: Are you quoting Justin Bieber to me? Incorrectly?

crypticquestion  asked:

Maybe Alex Hirsch as Mayor Dewey? I mean he did play a really old version of himself as mayor of gravity falls and there is that one ep in SU (political power) were mayor Dewey keeps things from the public and it all falls to chaos (that's kind what's happening to the GF fandom right now)

on a side note to my suggestion of Alex Hirsch being Mayor Dewey I believe it would be hilarious and also completely plausible to see Alex driving around in a van that has a giant version of his head on top that chants “Mayor Hirsch”

I know I took Forever to do this but bless you for this idea, it’s So Good,

What You Deserve

Originally posted by trevanterhodes

Imagine: You and bucky develop a close relationship when you join the team, but it’s put to the test when he accidentally hurts you

warnings: smut, choking (tragically not the sexual kind), angsty if thats a warning? 

a/n: buckle up y’all this is a long one, like 5.3k words long (yikes i know i got really carried away okay) I’m really sorry if it gets typo-y at the end, i’ve been working on this all day and my head hurts and i want to get it out for you guys so i didn’t proof read please for give me. Enjoy!

MASTERLIST

When you joined the Avengers, you didn’t expect to fall in love. Save the world? Sure. But falling in love was most definitely not on you radar, at least not until you met a certain boy with a mess of brown hair and striking blue eyes.

Bucky was your first friend when you moved into the compound. You were more on the quiet side, very unlike your other team members, who were a rambunctious bunch. It’s what drew you and Bucky together, staying behind while everyone else went out to a club or party.

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Competition with Sabriel ft Destiel
  • Sam: My hair is better!
  • Gabriel: No! My hair is better! Do you see this cute ass curl I put into the front while slicking it back?! It's perfection!
  • Sam: Do you see the length of my brown locks? Bonus points for the natural highlights I have!
  • Dean: (bangs through the bedroom wall) Will you two shut up!
  • Gabriel: Bitch, please! My hair is blon-
  • Dean: (kicks down Sam's bedroom door)
  • Sam: What the fuck?
  • Castiel: That's exactly what Dean and I were attempting to do! (calls through wall)
  • Dean: If you princess' don't shut the fuck up! I will solve your problem by shaving both of you bald!
  • Sam: (clutches his head protectively)
  • Gabriel: Dean, you can't hurt me. You're just a hum-
  • Dean: (holds out canister of holy oil and a pair of clippers) Bitch, try me!
  • *221B*
  • Sherlock: *sitting in his chair*
  • Rosamund: *sitting in his lap; frowning at a photo* What am I looking at, Uncle Sherlock?
  • Sherlock: *smiles* My baby *points* that's the head, see?
  • Rosamund: *fascinated* Wooow...all those squiggly lines are a person?
  • Sherlock: *chuckles* Yes.
  • Rosamund: Your person.
  • Sherlock: *nods* Yup. And your Aunt Molly's.
  • Rosamund: *giggles* It's funny.
  • Sherlock: Hmm?
  • Rosamund: *still laughing* Aunt Molly has a person in her. How did you put it there?
  • Sherlock: *snorts* Oh, no *lifts her and stands* I'm not having that conversation for another twenty five years.
  • Molly: *enters; grinning* Hello.
  • Rosamund: *happily* Aunt Molly! *runs over; hugs her, whispers* hello, little person.
  • Molly: *smiles* You told her, then?
  • Sherlock: *nods* Oh, yes *pats Rosie's head* you're going to be a godcousin, aren't you?
  • Rosamund: *excited* Uh-huh.
  • Molly: *giggles* Is that so?
  • Sherlock: *nudges Rosie* Pyjamas, young lady. I'll be in soon.
  • Rosamund: *sighs* Okay, Uncle Sherlock. Night Aunt, Molly. Night, little person *runs off*
  • Molly: *calls* Night, Rosie *hugs Sherlock* I'm glad she took it well.
  • Sherlock: *kisses the top of her head* Mmm *pauses* John has some questions to answer, though.

One of my pet peeves in reading erotica, (particularity professional, I’m willing to forgive fanfic some things) it’s the inauthenticity of the physical mechanics involved. Like I get what you’re trying to say “bent over backwards” but unless you’re a contortionist, that isn’t very likely and neither is the multiple hands thing where seemingly everyday Chad goes from having two hands to a terrifying innumerable amount.

And I know I am not alone in this because I get so many messages asking me how to real “better” sex scenes and when I talk about including communication and the inclusion of safe sex (use lube, for god sake use LUBE, spit is not a good substitute and water most certainly is not) invariably people say “no, how how do you write those scenes, how do you make it more natural and fluid” and, like, I want you all to know, it’s not spur of the moment, it doesn’t come naturally to me to write certain actions, I have to sit down and think about them in terms of what is feasibly physically possible. And if I can’t wrap my head around the dynamics I want for it, well, ETD puts up with a lot of my shit lmao

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I dont usually make comic strips and im really bad at it. But at some point this depressing thoughts just consumed me. 

(this will be a long rant and post)**As much as I dont want it to get to me, it does. And its really hard to get away. Im no saint either, I can get hurt and I can get jealous. I have had so many thoughts when seeing other artist or cosplayers, eventhough I tried not to think badly sometimes It just comes. I have had so many thoughts where I see other artists and feel that my art is not good enough or sometimes think that why some people get recognized more than what I do? As much as I dont care about notes or likes to be honest I do sometimes, because it still gets to me that the more likes and notes u get, the better your art is. I put so many details, i took so many days but it didnt get as much appreciation as I thought it would be. Sometimes I feel that I tried my best and I put a lot of accuracy to my costumes, I make it as neat as possible, as straight as possible and as accurate shape as possible. But people just dont look at it and dont appreciate it. But again I cant expect people to look at these stuffs and expect them to like my stuffs. “Do what you like and if you put your heart enough people will for sure notice!” thats what people say, but in reality it doesnt work like that. I just cant help thinking that my stuffs are not good enough. Is it my personality sometimes? is it my art? do they not appeal? do people not like it? what do ppl think about it? I just cant get my head around it. This goes on and on, I cried and Ive gone through depression because of this. There are so many things I want to say but I dont think its necessary to put all in here.

However, As much as these things consumed me. Ill go back and see the people that supports me too. It might not be as much as other people have, but They mean a lot to me. All these messages I got from my store review, tumblr messages, comments and etc. I read them all. I never really thank enough for it. Its selfish of me to think about all these negativity, but sorry that i couldnt help it. But again, because of you guys, no matter how many times I go through these stages, I stands up again. Like I say I cant thank you enough for all your supports, they always made my day and it whats keep me going!.

So from the bottom of my heart I would like to THANK ALL OF YOU for supporting me up until now, It keeps me motivated and I will try to do better to improve!

Im posting this to remind me also to never forget the support ive received and hopefully I can lessen all these negative thoughts in the future.

The signs as things Tyrion Lannister says
  • Aries: *thrusts his dagger in the table* Then you'll be fucking your own bride with a wooden cock.
  • Taurus: That's what I do. I drink and I know things.
  • Gemini: When I was seven, I saw a servant girl bathing in the river. I stole her robe and she was forced to return to the castle naked and in tears. I close my eyes, but I can still see her tits bouncing...
  • Cancer: Oh, Lancel, tell my friend Bronn to please kill you if anything should happen to me.
  • Leo: I am the god of tits and wine. I shall build a shrine to myself at the next brothel I visit.
  • Virgo: I don't pay you to put evil notions in my head.
  • Libra: I have a tender spot in my heart for cripples and bastards and broken things.
  • Scorpio: I will hurt you for this. A day will come when you think you are safe and happy, and your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth. And you will know the debt is paid.
  • Sagittarius: Next time I have and idea like that, punch me in the face.
  • Capricorn: I'm not questioning your honor, Lord Janos. I'm denying its existence.
  • Aquarius: Never forget what you are. The rest of the world will not. Wear it like armor, and it can never be used to hurt you.
  • Pisces: A mind needs books like a sword needs a whetstone.
Car Park Confessions.

A/n: This is actually the first thing I wrote back in February when I decided to stop just imagining scenarios in my head and put them down on paper, and it was the first thing I wrote since school about eight years ago.

My other works; fluff or if your over 18 smut!

Proof read by way of a text-speech device.

Summary: Clichéd af but I think sometimes thats what you need! It’s a sort of au where Bucky is a celebrity for some reason, maybe a singer, or an actor like Sebastian, but it doesn’t really matter. Established friendship…

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Reader (Gender Neutral)

Word count: 3207

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, some angst and crying, but it’s alright in the end!


Three am. Too early and too late. The street lights burn your eyes as you lean on a traffic bollard outside the club, tuning out as your friends attempt to find a cab willing to take a trio of somewhat drunk party-goers with very little money. Cold hands to your cheeks startle you, and you find yourself staring into Wanda’s face.

“You okay?” You nod in answer, smiling softly. The chilly air is getting to you, and you stand up, wrapping your arms around yourself as you shiver. She pulls you into a hug, resting her chin on your head, and rubbing her hands up and down your back. Another set of arms encircle the two of you, warming you considerably.

“Y/N, do you mind giving me your phone?” Natasha asks you, and you pass it over without question. “Also, there’s a bench just along here and I think we could all do with a sit down, come on.”

There’s some good natured complaining about how cold the metal seat is, but once you’re sat with your legs over Wanda’s and her head on your shoulder, you’re suddenly very tired.

“Don’t let me fall asleep,” you mumble at the equally exhausted pile of limbs you’re twisted up with.

“No promises.”


A car pulling up in front of your new ‘bed’ has you jolting back awake. You’re alone on the bench, your two friends currently standing beside it talking with the driver of a very nice Audi that has you frowning as you try to place it. You sit and raise a hand to your hair in an attempt to smooth it down, before repositioning your top that has ride up your body a little too much, the exhausted sound you let out attracting attention.

“Oh good, you’re awake,” Natasha grins, pulling open the side door of the car idling next to you. “Time to go home Sleeping Beauty”.

Eager to get out of the cold, and hearing your bed calling, you stumble up and slip ungracefully into the passenger seat. You reach for your seat belt and click it in place before turning to the driver and freezing.

“Hello Y/N.”

“… Bucky.”

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anonymous asked:

Can you think of any ASOIAF female characters deliberately scripted to quippy and clever, other than Olenna Tyrell? Or female comic relief (that's not super gross ala Lolys)? I was thinking about it, and it seems that the men hog most of the humor in the story (same for GOT, but women in GOT only tend to fluctuate between cold, angry, scheming, and crying so...) .

Off the top of my head? Myranda Royce and Genna Lannister. Dany’s definitely got her moments of sharp humour as well. 

However, there’s actually fairly solid in-universe reason for this. Humour of the sort you’re describing often involves putting someone down. Being funny in this way is therefore not encouraged amongst Westerosi noblewomen (how indecorous! what if they made fun of a man?). It’s no accident that Olenna (old widow), Myranda (younger widow), Genna (complete and overt power imbalance between her and her husband) and Dany (ruling queen with dragons) are the women with the social space to make snarky comments about men in public or semi-public. Contrast with image-conscious Margaery, who’s no stranger to snide comments, but has to be sneaky about them.

Humour, and its expression, is subversive. Training women not to be funny, and people not to see women as capable of producing humour, is part of the patriarchy GRRM’s depicting.

im not ashamed sneak peak 3

a crude drawing of a hand with writing on all sides sits on a whiteboard. dots between words, a poorly drawn fish on each side, and colored pencil skills that should probably be much better if this movie took place in a high school, but in Im Not Ashamed Alternate Universe, everything is out of place.
“ive always been drawn to hands” the Christian Girl muses

“i think its because its the way that we touch people.” unlike a real high school, where everyone would look up and possibly jeer at this potential sexual innuendo, everyone remains painfully indifferent. you can feel the awkwardness in the room. one girl is fucking passed out on the table. jesus christ rachel, ever heard of a intruiging opening sentence?

the camera pans out to Dead Girl and the rest of the uninterested class. Everyone looks like they left high school 4 years ago, especially this one chap in the corner. My oh my that’s motherfucking Keurig Careless!!!!!!!! his hair: freshly shaven in true skinhead fashion, arms: fucking ripped to shreds, legs: stunted, face: 40 years old. he is picking at the callouses on his hands on top of a hilariously thin blue notebook. What The Fuck? Why is his notebook so thin. How come dead girl has 2 binders and a piece of paper and a pencil and everyone else has a single notebook? did she try to cram it all in in one class? i suppose this would be the best place next to study hall, because im guessing most Inspirational Life Changing Speeches in this class are just as boring

“compassion is the greatest form of love that humans have to offer” christian audience gasps at the wise-beyond-her-years rachel faux scott. actually compassion is one of the only forms of love u can offer but whatever floats your goat, Fakechel.

“I have this theory that if one person goes out of their way to show compassion, they can start a chain reaction”
thats so deep rachel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh my god!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1 AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hOLY shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

nazi and dildo’s heads perk up at the word “chain reaction”. nnnnyess huehueheuhehe,,,, that is what Wiiii are going to do,,, a chain reaxtion to Blow this SchooL up hehuehueheuhe. the audience screams in desperation and horror. perhaps? perhaps this speech will change their minds?? perhaps rachel will convert them to godliness… yes…

“how do you know that trust? beauty? and compassion wont make the world a better place to be in?”
this is the most generic pep talk ive ever heard? like, if someone put a gun to my head and told me to recite a speech that you would find in an american girl magazine so he could write a letter to win the affections of said gunman’s estranged daughter, this is the shit i would say.

“tomorrows not a promise… but its a chance…”
we see the teacher looking at her proudly. also theres a girl that looks Exactly like Rachel in the background looking at her? is that her force ghost or something

“.. you just might start a chain reaction”
she grins. shes such a deep thinker.

the students roll their eyes dramatically, not focusing on rachel whatsoever. well that was for nothing.
she continues smiling in the silence. uhh…

..

..

“and whats behind all this is my faith” she puts down her arms to reveal a huge-ass cross necklace. This is like, margaret white style shit. its probably as big as her palm? minimalism. minimalismmmmmm….

“im a christian!” she says, smiling. obviously. every girl that wears mormon clothes like that, cross necklaces, listens to britt nicole at maximum volume while walking through the hallways at school and crying whenever she sees someone dressed in black and calls them “lost souls” is a christian girl, okay? it’s like coming out in a high school nowadays like… everyone’s gay, rachel. every single person is gay so you can chill out.

they pan to the jock guy.

and then to dylan with his psycho stare

and then to eric with his condescending smoulder

“im not trying to be weird or convert anybody or anything like that HUEHEHE,,, i just wanna be real with you guys…. Dudes, i just wanna be Cool and Swag with u guys, Ya dig?? just tryin to kick it chilly willy with my brUhs, ya see what im sayin… and let u know who i is, dawgs”

she stares again at the indifferent class. see? nobody cared. she smiles awkwardly. the second hand embarrassment is slaughtering me. my fucking eyes. please. rachel.

“jesus gave his life for me… and i will give my life for him…………………………………………….

………

"just wanted to get that out there”

she takes her crude hand drawing and promptly returns to her chair.

“thank you rachel.” the teacher says. the audience is aware of her purity and innocence, but also strength and endurance.

rachel sits at her desk with a sigh, plopping her notes onto her table in preparation for the next speaker.

“up next we haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaveeeeeeee….”

“eric and dylan.”

they look up with her, eyebrows raised and knuckles cracked. this video will fucking destroy. this video will fuckin KILL BITCHES!!!

“lets watch their videyyoh… on how they would change the world…”

the teacher pops the dvd labeled “hitmen for hire” into the tape player. she turns off the lights and walks to the back of the class. the tv statics like some sort of Lost Episode creepypasta.

jeffrey dahmer sits on a chair, facing the viewers
“people are always bullying me, i dont like it”
he swirls the chair and two trenchcoated bad bitches walk into the view of the screen. 

Rachel’s disapproving and paranoid eyes rest on the screen, concerned about what this could be about…. this… this isn’t about changing the world for the better? what the heckeroni??’

the video plays in the background as twink nazi smiles condescendingly at rachel. bitch whatcha gonna do? we had to listen to your bullshit

“you know we cant have weahpons on the skewl grounds.. but if you can get them away, we’ll take em’ out for ya. for 2000$, we’ll get rid of them. permanently.”

a white hat nerd walks up the stairs, neandering around, listening to 50 cent in his headphones when suddenly

eric and dylan are pointing pvc-pipe guns at him!!! shitty sound effects play as the jock is defeated.

the classroom is slightly more alert, putting their hands over their mouths in Horrified Shock! , but dead girl is still, of course, dead.

gunshots ring through the room as rachel turns to the teacher “do we have to watch this?”

dylan does a finger gun at the television.

“no, we don’t.” the teacher says. “OOKAAAAAY i think we’ve seen enough!” the teacher yells, turning off the tv

“thaaaaat” dylan begins “would make the world a better place”

O.O

afterwords, rachel’s a-skippin up the stairs, smilin bright like a diamond, when suddenly, 

shes confronted by two trenchcoated figures, cloaked in the darkness of the stairs. they corner her and yell “what’s your problem? >:O”. love this. love how eric and dylan would probably go cry in their room if someone interrupted them, they wouldnt confront them. literally the only time they had balls in their ENTIRE LIVES was nbk, so they wouldnt confront rachel…. just Sayin….

“what?” :0

“i know you did that.” eric snarls

“did what?” :0

“i didnt stop your stupid jesus speech” HOly Shit!!!! boyyyyy HE SAID IT!!!!

dylan speaks up “you think youre better than us?

"no :O… no im not better than anybody.” wow and shes humble????? she has zero flaws omg i love her!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! mom i wanna be just like rachel when i grow up.!!!!!!

“oh i know youre not” he gets closer….. cloooserr….

they stare. lock eyes. dream weaver begins to play in the background…

“i gotta get to class.” she stutters, holding back tears.

“youre just like aaahll the others” dylan jeers, striking her in her single nerve,,,, her utter originality,,

“compassion!” eric says “yeah thatll work!!!” wow what a fucking demon??/ what a devil gosh darn!!!!!!!!! i hope he dies at the end of the movie. i hope Both of them die at the end of the movie. that’d make this movie have the BEST ENDING EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ill pray abt it hold on!

the scene fades to black

Andre Burakovsky - Come Make Cookies

anon request: hey! can you write one where the reader is home alone waiting for andre burakovsky to come home and she’s playing music through a speaker and she’s dancing and singing along to the songs and he walks in on her and is in shock but then joins in ? thanks so much!

i am so sorry for the wait school takes up alot of my time but ill try to get as many as i can in on the weekend!! anyway i hope you enjoy!!

requests are open:))

Originally posted by thornescratch

who doesn’t love playful andre?


andre was away on a two week away game trip. i was counting down the days till he got home. the apartment without andre was lonely. i was usually greeted by a big hug when i got home but for the past two weeks i came home to nothing.

i just got back from my job which is interning at the hospital and i was exhausted but it was that time of the month. i was craving my moms recipe for chocolate chip cookies and when a girl on her period wants something she gets it.

since andre wasnt home this week and he was usually the one to make the food while im in pain i pulled through because today wasnt so bad. i decided to make the cookies myself.

i took of the light blue scrubs i had worn to work and changed into a pair of cozy socks that went to above my knees and one of andres button downs that went to mid thigh due to his height and my shortness.

i hooked my phone up to the stereo in our home and began playing ed sheerans new album. i was dancing around the kitchen grabbing ingredients for the cookies.

i was singing galway girl and doing the worst irish dancing anyone could ever see while laughing to myself like an idiot. when i looked up and saw andre standing in the door way with the most shocked expression on his face.

i stopped in my tracks and just looked at him. he dropped his bag from his hand, when the chorus came on he ran over to me and grabbed my hands and began singing and dancing with me.

“you know she played the fiddle in an irish band but she fell in love with and english man, kissed her on the neck and then i took her by the hand said baby i just want to dance” we both sung the lines while dancing around our kitchen like idiots laughing.

andre looked me in the eyes, his were scrunched a bit at the side due to the big smile on his face but i could only imagine i looked the same.

“with my pretty little galway girl” he laughed spinning me around, his thick accent was affecting his pronunciation of words.

i laughed out loud at him and he laughed with me, we both had the biggest and goofiest smiles on our faces. it was almost as if the stars didnt even need to be out tonight, andres smile was big enough to light up a dark sky.

“why are you home early baby?” i smiled wrapping my arms around his neck. he smiled down at me placing a small kiss on my forehead, “the trip was canceled after a week for some reason” he shrugged.

“im just happy i get to spend more time with you” he picked me up and spun me around which caused a loud laugh to erupt from me.

“i missed you andre” i smiled as he held me in the air for a moment before placing me gracefully on the ground. i grabbed him hands dragging him to where i was making cookies, the music still blaring in the background.

“come make cookies with me!” i clapped laughing once we got to the table. he shook his head smiling then spoke, “just let me get out of this suit” and with that he jogged into our room.

a few minutes later he game out with a washington hat on, black sweatpants and a grey hoodie. i looked him up and down before shaking my head no.

“wha-whats wrong with this, i thought it looked nice actually” he said looking down at his outfit confused. i pretended to think for a moment then i looked up at him.

“too much material” i spoke quietly, slowly pulling his shirt from the bottom and soon over his head, knocking his hat off. this left his abs and chest exposed i could head his breath hitch in his throat when i put my hand son his stomach, they made there way up to his shoulders and back down to his hands.

“thats better” i smiled grabbing his hand and pulling him to where all of the ingredients were. the music was playing in the background and i was quietly working with andre behind me looking over my shoulder amazed.

“there was one reason i wanted you to take off your shirt” i looked behind me at andre. he looked confused and then waited for me to keep going. “i didnt want to get it dirty” i said quietly.

“get it dirt-” before andre could finish his confused question i grabbed a handful of flour and threw it at his chest letting out a loud laugh. he looked at me with his mouth wide open. 

“you are so dead” he laughed chasing after me while a loud laugh escaped my mouth and he chased me around with ed sheeran playing in the background. it may have been crazy but i like crazy. 

A blue announcement

Request: For a request: I wonder what Reid’s reaction to the reader being pregnant would be?

Warnings: None

Pairing: Reid/Reader

You know I always wondered about this myself. But this is how I imagine it. ~Anna

~~~~

You stared down at the white stick in your hand. Two little pink lines flashed back at you. Pregnant.

In that moment you didn’t know how to feel. A rush of emotions over took you. Happiness. Excitement. Nervousness. You’d always wanted kids. And now you got to have one with the love of your life.

You and Spencer had never had the talk about kids, but you agreed on almost anything else. You were only a little hesitant about telling him. This was huge.

When you exited the bathroom, you climbed into bed. Grabbing your phone you knew you couldn’t wait until he got home, you had to tell him.

“Hi sweetheart,” He answered.

You smiled to yourself, “Hi baby are you busy?”

“No not at all. We’re all finished for the night, Im just reading in my hotel room.”

You paused, biting your lip, “Spence. We need to talk.”

“Okay,” You could hear him closing his book, “I can hear you have a specific topic in mind.”

“Yeah, yeah I do.” You paused, taking a deep breath, “Im pregnant Spencer.”

There was no answer from the other end.

“We’re gunna have a baby!” You exclaimed, beaming.

More silence.

“Spencer?” Your stomach dropped, “Are you there?”

“We were so careful,” He murmured softly, “We always used protection. I know its not always effective and I should have considered that. How could I be so stupid.”

“Spencer,” You tried to stop him, “Are you upset? this is a great thing?”

“I have to go. Ill call you later.”

~

Spencer hung up the phone and put his head in his hands. Y/N was pregnant. Before he even realized where he was he was outside of Hotch’s door. He knocked.

“Spencer?” Aaron asked, confused.

“Can I come in?”

“Of course,” He held open the door wide enough so Spencer could scurry in.

Spencer plopped on the other queen bed and put his head in his hands.

“What happened?”

“Y/N’s pregnant.”

Aaron smiled, “Reid thats amazing. Congratulations. You’ll be amazing parents.”

“No I wont,” He argued, “I was freaked out when JJ had her baby. Im sure I wont be any different with my own. And what if the baby ends up like Mom, or like me an outsider. I just cant do it.”

Aaron sighed, sitting so they were face to face. He let the silence linger for a while.

“Do you know I felt like that when Jack was born?”

Spencer’s head snapped up, “Really?”

“Of course. A first time parent has all the same worries you do. Its normal. What you’ll learn is you will love that baby more then anyone else. I have no worries you’ll be an amazing Dad.”

Spencer exhaled the breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“How did you react to Y/N?”

Spencer recapped the whole thing.

“Oh no….” Aaron shook his head, “I’d remedy that immediately.”

Spencer nodded, jumping up, “Youre right ill go call her.”

Aaron chuckled, “No you just better fly back. You have a lot of groveling to do.”

Spencer reached for the door, “Hey Hotch? Thank you.”