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You Have No Idea

Originally posted by gryffinclaw-in-wilde-times

Peter Parker x Shy Reader

Request: Yes

Summary: Peter and the Reader go to school together, however once Peter shows up at Stark tower, the Reader is curious as to why he is there.

Word Count: 1,930

Warnings: language, fluff, adorableness, talk of powers, annoying Tony, shy reader (bc I’m trash). (Err, that’s it?)

A/N: To the anon that requested this, I hope you like it! I sort of changed it up a little bit, so I hope you don’t mind. The length of this, I apologize, holy shit. I could not find a way to end this. *Also, the Reader’s powers are based on the character Catiana (in case you are wondering!) Please let me know what you guys think of it, I’d love some feedback. Enjoy reading!

Walking into school, you held tightly to your backpack and moved swiftly through the crowd, avoiding an “accidental” bump in with anyone that came unexpectedly.

Since you had a few minutes before your first class, you went to your locker and replaced the books in your backpack with the ones you needed today for classes.

Rolling your eyes and groaning as you picked up your heavy Algebra book, you stuffed it roughly into your backpack.

It’s not that you hated math, it’s just you weren’t that great at it, which definitely bothered you since you were in a class full of legit geniuses.

Not only did that class give you anxiety with being called on or not understanding anything, but it was also because there was one nerd who always caught your attention. The one that should probably be in college level math rather than Algebra in some high school. The one who looked so soft and cuddly. The one with the never ending collection of sweaters.

The one named, Peter Parker.

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Southside Sweetheart

Jughead x Reader

Request: can you do a jug x reader where she’s from the south side and her whole family and friend group is super sketchy and involved with the serpents, and so she’s on betty and and jug’s suspect list? anyways so when he meets her he finds out she’s a literal sweetheart and he falls for her? thanks love

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 2,273

A/N: In case you need something to read before tonight’s episode cause things are about to get FUCKED. I also changed it a little, hope that’s okay!


A freshman kiss, never talked about. Ignored and pushed away.

A gang, a mother’s arrest. My mother’s arrest, for a fight in a bar.

Me, left for a year on my own, trying to figure everything out.

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anonymous asked:

Hi there! I've been reading some of the works you all have made and I love them! I was wondering if you could do #4 and #19 with jungkook, please?

Adore You (Jungkook x Reader Fluff)

Prompt request: “I thought you didn’t want me.” + “Are you jealous?”

Summary: There are so many things you adore about Jungkook. But if there’s one thing you don’t like, it’s how kind he is to everyone else. Can’t you just keep him for yourself?

Word count: 1.2k words

Originally posted by mayfifolle

You glanced at your seatmate from the corner of your eye. Jungkook had been sitting at your two-person desk since the beginning of the semester, and since then, you had begun to develop a crush. A pretty big crush, if you were being honest.

How could you not? Jungkook was kind, hardworking, and also incredibly good looking. You definitely weren’t alone in your infatuation, either. Almost every girl in your class eyed you enviously every day.

You slipped into your seat just as the bell rang. Jungkook was already there, and he glanced up at you as you arrived.

“Hey Y/N,” he greeted casually.

“Hey,” you smiled back, trying to stay nonchalant. 

“Did you do the homework last night?” Jungkook asked, flipping through his binder. He was studious–far more than you, anyway.

“Nope,” you replied easily. Chemistry was the least of your priorities. “I had a late shift last night.”

“Oh, you want to copy?” Jungkook offered, pushing his binder towards you. “You’re still working? Aren’t you worried about your grades this year?”

“Thanks,” you said, pulling out your own notebook. “And not really. My grades are good enough for university.”

“Damn,” Jungkook commented with a smile, although you missed it because you were too focused on writing. “Impressive. Also, I didn’t get some of the questions. Sorry about that.”

“Wow, that’s new,” you smirked. “You’re a thousand times better at chem than me, though.”

The teacher arrived, clearing his throat as he set his supplies down at the front of the class. You and Jungkook lapsed into silence as the lesson began. During the course of the period, you nodded off numerous times. Jungkook nudged you awake every time.

“Just let me sleep,” you whined, keeping your volume low so you wouldn’t get in trouble. “This is so boring and I’m exhausted.”

“You should reconsider that job of yours,” Jungkook suggested haughtily, and you just laughed.

The girl sitting in front of you turned around and glared at you. At first, you thought she was angry at you for talking, but when her gaze slipped to Jungkook’s longingly, you realized she was just jealous.

She turned around quickly, and you figured she wouldn’t bother you.

But boy, were you wrong.

The next day in class, you arrived (nearly late, as always) to see someone sitting in your seat beside Jungkook. It was the jealous girl from yesterday. You walked up to your seat, eyebrow raised.

“Oh, Y/N,” Jungkook noticed, looking up from his binder, which was placed in the middle of the shared desk. “I’m just explaining something to Ara.”

“I can move if you want,” Ara offered sweetly, though her eyes were daring you to suggest otherwise.

“No, it’s fine,” you replied, a little amusedly. What else could you say? You slipped into the empty seat in front of your desk and retrieved your supplies from your bag.

Jungkook and Ara talked ceaselessly behind you. You heard her giggle, and it made you want to gag. But Jungkook replied enthusiastically, and you wondered if Jungkook enjoyed your company at all. Pushing your insecurities away, you focused your attention to the front of the room.

Of all days, your teacher was absent. A timid-looking substitute scurried into the classroom, stammering out some instructions. The volume of the class increased, and Jungkook and Ara laughed away.

Annoyed, you turned to your own work. The student sitting beside you was a quiet, nerdy boy. You figured he wouldn’t want to converse with you. Pulling out your phone, you put on earphones and blasted your music, trying to drown out Ara’s voice.

“Uh, excuse me,” the boy beside you said hesitantly. You turned to him, pulling out an earbud. “Your music is really loud. Can you turn it down a little?”

Your eye twitched in annoyance. Like the class wasn’t loud already. “Sure,” you replied through gritted teeth. Opting to turn your music off completely, you resorted to placing your head on the desk.

It was another long shift yesterday, too, so it didn’t take long for you to fall asleep. Still, the background noise of Jungkook and Ara never ceased and haunted you in your slumber.

The next day, Ara was sitting in your seat again. She and Jungkook were looking at something on her phone, laughing, and didn’t notice your arrival. More defeated than anything, you slumped into Ara’s empty seat without comment.

At the sound of your chair scraping against the ground, Jungkook’s head shot up. He opened his mouth, but you weren’t looking his way, so he said nothing. Instead, he continued to entertain Ara, too polite to do anything else.

You wished he would say something like, “This isn’t your seat” or “I want Y/N to sit here,” but you knew he wouldn’t. Maybe he didn’t care if you sat with him, anyway. Jungkook was nice to everyone, and you were probably just projecting your own affections onto him.

The teacher strode into the classroom just as the bell rang.

“I apologize for my absence yesterday,” he began sternly, as always. “We’ll be starting a lab today. You’ll have to work quickly today to make up for lost time. So before I explain this assignment, please get into pairs.”

Inwardly, you cursed Ara for stealing your opportunity to work with Jungkook. Sighing, you turned to the boy beside you to ask if he wanted to be partners. But just as you opened your mouth, a hand shot out and tapped the boy on the back.

“Hey,” Jungkook said once the boy turned in his seat. “Do you mind if we switch spots?”

Your eyes widened to surprise, flicking to Jungkook. He was looking intently at the nerdy boy, who stammered his agreement. Glancing at Ara, you couldn’t help but smirk triumphantly. On your desk, Ara’s fists were clenched.

Jungkook swiftly switched seats with the boy beside you.

“I was thinking we could be partners,” Jungkook said as he set his books down. “You look a little surprised, so I hope that’s okay with you.”

“No, of course it’s fine,” you hurried to respond. “I just thought you didn’t want me. As your lab partner, I mean.”

“Are you jealous?” Jungkook asked, his eyebrows rising. Your cheeks burned, and you hurried to deny that. “She kinda just sat there. I didn’t want to be mean and tell her to move.”

“How was I supposed to know?” you sulked, burying your nose in your textbook. Still, you were giddy at the fact that Jungkook had went out of his way to be your partner.

“Obviously I’d rather sit with you,” Jungkook replied, a little incredulously. “Don’t be dumb. You wanted to sit with me too, right?”

“Yeah,” you mumbled sheepishly, still blushing. Jungkook smiled at you fondly, but like always, you were too busy looking elsewhere to notice.

The teacher’s voice cut through the noise, and he continued with his instructions. You and Jungkook turned your attention to the front of the class, and your embarrassment lessened once Jungkook’s gaze was diverted.

There were many things you adored about Jungkook. But if there was one thing you didn’t like, it was how kind he was to everyone. Still, he made up for it by being nicest to you. 

- Girl in Luv

Ok…these prompts were practically begging for Fuckboy!Jungkook, but I’ve written that so much and HE IS A SOFT BUN I can’t keep doing this! For real though, sometimes I think JK would be a real fuccboi if he grew up in North America. Like u seen the boy?? Still, he’s so cute, and I like writing sweet JK. You guys prefer fuckboy JK or smol bun JK?

Paired up - Yoongi (suga)

Originally posted by holdmettightbts

Group: BTS
Member: Suga
Type: Smut
warnings: sexual content!

A/N: so i had this dirty dream about yoongi and i feel so blessed omg i decided to share it with you guys!! 

Group assignments are a pain in the ass. Everybody knows that and everybody hates them. However, you thought it would get a little more bearable now you’ve been paired up with the hot, mint haired guy in your class. You didn’t really know what he was like though, he never really said much and was mostly napping during class so you didn’t get the chance to get to know him very well. You thought he didn’t talk alot because he was shy and didn’t like to be in the spotlight, but boy were you wrong.

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I Don’t Need You Anymore Part 2 (Justin Foley)

From: 13 Reasons Why

Warnings: Swearing, rushed ending??

It’s been a week since you’ve been to school, trying to get over everything.

But today you promised yourself you’ll be okay. You walk to school and try to seem normal, you know, like your heart didn’t break into pieces? Yeah. You walked with Clay and you guys just talked and you were looking around for Justin, yeah sure you said no, and that you didn’t need him but nonetheless you still loved him. Not seeing him you frowned in disappointment. “If you still love him, then why’d you say that you didn’t?” Clay asked noticing the disappointment etched on my face. “I didn’t want to get hurt again” You shrugged. “But you still live with him being your muse y/n” He says stopping.

“What are you talking about? I do not” you exclaim opening your locker. “y/n/n, dude, you still have him as your home screen. You still have pictures of him beside your bed. For fuck’s sake y/n. Just admit it” Clay says folding his arms. “So what, i still do, what’s your problem?” you say slamming your locker shut and begin walking to class with your twin. “I’m just saying, I know I wanted you guys broken up but you’re miserable without him” Clay explains softly. “I know but, it doesn’t make up for what he did Clay. He really broke my heart” You reply trying to stop yourself from crying. “I know y/n, I know. But maybe you need each other to mend that heart” he replies sighing.

You sit in class and try not to think of Justin and but God knows you couldn’t. Thoughts ran around your head. ‘Is he okay?’ or ‘how is he?’ most importantly ‘WHERE is he?’ and sooner or later, class is over. You walk to the cafeteria sitting by Clay and his best friend Tony.

“y/n, how you doing so far?” Tony asks reaching to hold your hand. “I’m good no worries” You say shooting him a smile. “She’s not fine” Clay grumbles. “I didn’t believe it either clay” Tony says looking at you. “Guys I’m fine” You exclaim picking at your food. “I’m telling you y/n/n, Justin is miserable without you” Tony tells you sincerely.

“Really? Then where is he? Out having fun with his friends? None of them are here. Not even Zach. Must be some party or something” You reply close to yelling. “Calm down y/n” Clay says holding you. “I’m missing him and it sucks that he’s okay” you say tearing up. “Why don’t we just skip today?” Clay says walking you out. “Mom will kill you” You reply walking out anyway. “Eh she knows you aren’t okay” Clay replies taking you to Tony’s car.

Tony walks over and all of you guys go to Rosie’s to get some milkshakes. After your milkshake you go back to school because you refused to skip communications class. “There you are y/n, have you seen Dempsey, Standall, Walker, Foley and Montgomery?” Your teacher asks as you hand her a late slip. “No why?” You ask sitting down. “They never went to school and since you were close to them I just thought-“ You cut her off “well i don’t know where they are”

You listen to the lecture and much to your dismay, its about heartbreak. “What does heartbreak feel like?” Your teacher asks. “It’s when someone sees how much you love and admire them then they play with your feelings then stomp on your heart” you reply. “Yeah but its also when you reject someone because you are scared to be with them thus you break their heart before they break yours” Pratters continues. “So it’s a defense mechanism? But for humans right?” Skye asks suddenly taking interest. “Yes actually” Pratters replies. “So Miss, is it wrong for humans to have that defense mechanism?” You ask your teacher. “Wow you’re all chattery today. But yes, it can be because sometimes you cancel out the probability of you being happy because of a traumatizing incident or a mistake someone did” she replies. “So-“ you were cut off by the bell.

You walk to your compliment bag and see that there were exactly a weeks worth of notes. 7 to be exact. You read the first one

“Hey I know you’re not here, i have no idea why and I know. I promised to leave you alone but I love you - Justin”

you opened the second one

“Watching clouds is pretty. But it was prettier when i watched them with you - guess who”


“My arms been missing you, who’s been kissing you since you went away? No one I hope”


“Come back. Your smile is everything to me”


“you’re the voice I hear inside my head… The reason that….. i’m alive”


“Words will never express how sorry I am. I miss everything about you”


“You transferred schools didn’t you? Anyway, when you collect this know that you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met and I’m shit for breaking your heart. More than once. I love you with all my heart and I don’t think I’ll ever stop. I hope you smile today because even if i don’t see it, It’ll make the people around you happy and you are just… everything to me. I love you y/n”

You start to cry seeing all these notes. You walk home and keep them in a cute box under your bed which holds all your letters with Justin and everything from your relationship. You tear up missing him. And fall asleep holding the teddy bear he bought you once which he named little Justin.

The next day you woke up bright and early hearing knocking on your door. You open your door and see Zach with Alex. Both tired and hair messy. “What happened to you two?” You ask them gesturing to their whole being. “Have you seen Justin?” Alex asks looking around your house. “No? I haven’t seen him since I-“ you were cut off “rejected him. Yeah okay” Zach replies walking out. “What’s wrong?” You ask walking out with them. “Justin is missing. We saw blood in the room he was staying with Bryce and we don’t know what to think” Zach says shaking his head.

Your eyes widen in shock. “He’s missing?” You ask stupidly. “Yeah and that’s why we’re not sleeping and we skip class” Alex says taking a chug of a starbucks cup he’s been holding. “Follow me” You run to your favorite spot expecting him there. “Nada. We checked here y/n” Zach says as you stare at the tree. You think about all the places you’ve been together. You check them all out and he’s no where to be found. You break down crying and Zach and Alex try to comfort you. “I can’t believe I- It’s all my fault I’m-“ you kept cutting yourself off as you blamed yourself for what is happening. “Y/n It’s okay” Alex says rubbing your back. “No! It’s not. I broke the heart of someone I loved just so I can prevent myself from getting hurt and now we can’t find him” You sob into Zach.

You think of Justin and everything.

“y/n. I love the song “The Man Who Can’t Be Moved” I find it romantic” Justin says stroking your hair. “When was Justin Foley a softy” you teased.

You remember what Justin said a week after he asked you out. You sing the song in your head until you hear it

“Cause if one day you wake up and find that your missing me

and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be

And maybe you’ll go down in the place that we’d meet”

Your head snapped up, “I THINK I KNOW WHERE HE IS” You shout wiping your tears and taking off. The two boys run after you as you rush to starbucks. And sure enough you see Justin sitting in the corner table, where you sat when you first met, looking outside as tears fall down his face. “Justin” you whisper walking up to him. His face snaps up hearing your voice as he turns to you more tears begin to fall. “I’ve missed you” he whispers standing up to hug you, “You came. I can’t believe you came. I was sure you didn’t love me anymore.” Justin whispers crying into your shoulder. “Baby I never stopped. I was scared that you’d hurt me” You replied holding him tighter.

“Baby the day I chose Jess over you my life became a living hell. I know it took me long to appreciate the things you do for me but I love you with all my heart and I miss you so much. Darling please be mine again” Justin says hugging you like if he let go, even for a second, you’d disappear.

“Yes Justin. I will be yours. I’ve missed you and everything sucks when you’re not around” You reply hugging him. You stay like that for a few hours until you notice his knuckles. “Justin what did you do?” You say bringing a hand to touch his wounds on his knuckles. He flinches and replies “I punched the wall every time I thought about how stupid I’ve been”

You kiss him on the lips. Longing for this familiar feeling. “Don’t…  leave….. me…. again…” he says in between kisses. “as long as you don’t break my heart again” you reply pulling away.

“Come on. Let’s go home” You say holding out your hand. He takes it and replies “I’m already home” then he hugs you from the side as you both walk out Starbucks.


“There you are!” Alex says catching his breath. “YOU FOUND HIM” Zach says tackling you both for a hug. “Yeah. She did” Justin replies staring at you lovingly. “And we’re both happy again” You say lacing your fingers with his.

anonymous asked:

Hello, can I have a short comforting scenerio when Todoroki's s/o tells him that today in class teacher yelled at them for no particular reason and it triggered their panic attack, which they still feel bad about even many hours after this happened? This happend to me today, like she decided to spill all her anger on me, and when I got back home I cried for like 2 hours...Sorry for bothering you with this, anyway I really love how you are so kind and polite to everyone! Have a nice day ^-^

Hello lovely and thank you so very much for your kind words. I’m sorry for getting that back to you so late. On another note: Panic attacks suck. I had them myself for a while and they are just…they suck. I very much hope your teacher will not ever do that again and that your worries and your life treat you kinder from now on. Always remember: You are welcome here and you are wonderful and lovely and you deserve everything good. There is no shame in having panic attacks and getting triggered into them is down right awful, so I hope you get a lot of support. You certainly have a lot of support from me. Have a wonderful day lovely *offers hug*

As soon as his partner tells him what happened, Todoroki wraps them in a hug, loosely and lightly at first to see if they are comfortable with the contact and as soon as they lean against him, he gently tightens his arms around them.

“You did nothing wrong.” He says, voice quiet and he gently shifts both of them so his love can rest their weight comfortably against him. “It was wrong and unfair of her to take her anger out on you. You have nothing to feel bad for. You didn’t ask for it and that it happened is not your fault.”

His partner sighs against his collarbone and Todoroki brushes a gentle kiss against the top of their head.

“I’m sorry that it happened to you. It shouldn’t have.” He rubs a comforting hand over their shoulders and feels the tension that subtly resides there. “I love you. You’re safe now and you made it out of there and back home. I’m here for you and I won’t go away unless you want me to.”

His partner rests their forehead against his neck, nodding quietly and Todoroki hugs them closer. If they cry again or just take calming, deep breaths, he doesn’t point it out and instead runs a soothing hand over their back, hugging them comfortingly against him.

“You have nothing to be ashamed of.” He murmurs and leans his cheek against their temple. “You are wonderful and your panic attacks don’t change that.” He inhales softly. “If you need anything, just let me know.” Todoroki lightly touches their cheek. “I love you.”


Dean and I have a lot of different interactions so I’m gonna try to organize the posts about them a different way.
Thursday was kinda eventful if I say so myself.

On my way to fill up my water bottle between first and second period, Dean caught a glimpse of me and literally RAN to the water fountain to keep me from filling up my bottle.
“No water during class transition.” He said with stupid smug look on his face, even though I fill up my bottle during every transition everyday.

I use the bathroom every period to catch a glimpse of him sitting in the hall since him and another administrator chill in the hall all damn day. When I went to use the bathroom during second period he walked by me with a weird look on his face.
“You look good.” He mumbled as he passed by me.
I immediately giggled and turned to watch him walk away. He’s an idiot.

When I went to use the bathroom third period, I stopped to talk to him and the other administrator, we’ll just call him Admin, at their post. Admin got up and walked to their office, leaving just Dean and me. I had a cherry flavored lollipop in my mouth.
[SIDENOTE: I eat a lot of lollipops around Dean.]
“Let me get some of your lollipop.” He said, leaning forward in his chair.
“It was in my mouth, though. You sure?” Knowing he wouldn’t care.
He shrugged in response so I held the lollipop out, smirking. We weren’t alone in the hall so he ended up shaking his head.
“Nah, it would be inappropriate.” He grumbled, obviously a little disappointed.
I just kinda laughed and told him I’d give him one later.

While we were at lunch he walked by my table and pointed at me saying “Ms.[my last name], I need to talk to you.”
Needless to say, I got scared and was worried about it all lunch long.
At the end Of lunch I held back so we’d be the last ones up the steps and I could ask him about it. Long story short, I’d given one of my teachers attitude and that apparently isn’t very student government like behavior. (I’m the head of community service)
When I went to defend myself he immediately rushed to say “I can see you giving Mr. D sass.”
“Ok have you actually seen me give him sass or is it that you can picture me giving him sass?” I shoot back

He replies with, and I swear this is true, “I know you give him sass because I stick my head in the back door to try to get your attention all the time and have, in fact, witnessed you giving him sass.”
Which of course gave me a mini heart attack.

My fourth period class is a computer based one so I always make up excuses to get out and wonder the halls in hopes to bother Dean, who just so happened to walk into my class when I was getting my note written.
“How are you getting out of class this time, nerd?” He started to peer over my shoulder at the note.
I didn’t wanna tell him since it was a teacher he’s always joking about me having a crush (even though he knows that it’s himself I’m crushing on) on and saying that that particular teacher is my favorite instead of he himself.
So I didn’t let him see it and went to wait in the doorway of my class.
When Dean walked by me to leave the room, he tried to snatch the note out of my hand. I’m lowkey a ninja tho so he was unsuccessful.
“[My name], let me see the note.” He was all stern like and put his hips and it was super cute.
I sighed and held the note up in his face.
“Oooooh of course it’s a note to go to his room. That’s crazy considering I was abouta ask you to come hang out with me in my office.”

I literally have no shame cuz I was all “WELL IF THATS THE CASE forget said teacher I’ll just go in your office.” like super fast.
He shook his head and started walking away but gave me the universal hand sign for “wait a second.”
I waited for more than a second though I waited all fuckin period and the dumbass didn’t come get me.

When I went to use the bathroom during fifth period I went over to his post and started bugging him to let me use his pen.
“Where are you going with my pen?” He asked after finally giving it up.
“To the office to sign something real quick.”
“Oh damn well I was gonna take you somewhere but guess not.”
Which also made me show that I have no shame cuz I was all “Where you tryna take me cuz I mean we can go.” all fast n stuff.
He just shrugged though and was all “Oh too late ya lost your chance.”
At this point I was pissed cuz that was the second time today so I just tossed him his pen and went to class.

He texted me after school asking if I was excited for prom and who I was going with.
I told him not really but I’m going anyways and also some girl that we’ll name S. (Not to be confused with my lesbian Best friend J)
He knows I’m Bisexual and knows S has a boyfriend so he was all “Ooooh you home wrecker. Try not to seduce her.”

I replied: “Lol I’ll try not to I don’t think it’s my strong suit anyways.”
Dean: “You’re okay at it. Could be better 😉”
Me: “Wow ok I’ll keep that in mind.”
Dean: “I’m just messing with ya nerd.”
Me: “Hmmm yeah ok.”
Dean: “Was gonna pull you aside today but then thought better of it yanno.”
(I don’t know why he types y'know like that)

I was complaining about getting into trouble and I was all “So when I gonna get perks for being your favorite student.”
And he goes
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Dance Studio (Jisung Scenario)

↳characters: Jisung x reader

↳ genre: fluff

↳ word count: 1,868

↳ summary: [requested] “please do a jisung scenario where he likes a shy girl in his school and finds out she likes to dance so he tries to get to know her better through that knowledge.”

↳ author’s note: i’m really sorry if this is terrible, also i’m gonna write so that you and jisung are the same age/in the same grade since the anon didn’t specify, i hope thats okay! Also sorry I took so long to write this, I really wanted it to be perfect even though its terrible.

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Can I Help?

Taehyung x Reader

Word Count: 5,439

Genre: Smut

This is definitely a re-upload :) sorry it was deleted!

I don’t like school. You may ask, “well, duh, who’s enjoying this hell hole?”, but nobody asked you. I have to force myself to go to class every day, and my English class just makes it worse. The teacher is amazing, he’s my favorite by far, but the teacher’s assistant? He is easily the cockiest, rudest, most disrespectful man on the face of this planet. He’s only 3 years older than me, 21-years-old, and so the childish “look how hot I am” persona is still there. Don’t get me wrong, he is definitely hot—too hot! They shouldn’t allow men like him into the world, does things to our bodies. Anyway, today we’re getting our results back from our last test and I already know 100% that I failed. My teacher keeps saying I should get a tutor, but that sounds so gross. Mr. Jeon walked around handing back the tests while Mr. Kim, sin himself, stood smirking at everyone, his eyes lingering on me for a second too long every so often. UGH. “Y/N”, his voices startled me, my eyes darting up to meet his. I frowned, taking my test from him as he sighed, “I won’t say it again, you should get help for this class. I don’t want you to fail”. I nodded slowly, “I don’t really know who to ask”. He smiled slightly and gestured over at his TA, “that’s quite literally what he’s here for”. “No, that’s okay. I will find someone else”, I murmured, the bell ringing right after. Everyone got up and filed out, but I took my time. “You would be willing to help her, right, Taehyung?”, Mr. Jeon asked him politely, no hint of anything in his voice as he packed up his desk. Mr. Kim grinned, nodding without hesitation, “of course, Jungkook. Anything to help your—I mean our students”. H gave me a subtle smirk without Mr. Jeon seeing, so I rolled my eyes. “Gross”, I whispered, turning to Mr. Jeon with a smile, “sure, I’d love the help. Thank you”. He clapped his hands together and smiled, “does tomorrow after class work for both of you? You can use my room”. We both nodded and I left quickly after thanking my teacher again so Mr. Kim couldn’t say another word. No thanks! Not today! I got home and tried to focus on anything other than tomorrow. Kim Taehyung, you better keep your comments to yourself.

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Toxic - Newt Scamander

A/N: I made a part 2! 😂 also I wrote this on my phone so I apologize for any grammar or spelling mistakes! Love you xx
Requested: YES, by @kittykat101ary Genre: PURE aNgSt
Warnings: none unless you count extreme angst and hurt feelings

You had known Newt for as long as you can remember; your parents were friends, as well as both of your older brothers. So it was only natural that the two of you became best friends at a young age. However, it wasn’t until your third year in Hogwarts that you realized that you were, in fact, in love with him. You knew better than to hope for the cheesy ‘best friends who end up together’ scenario, though. Both fortunately and unfortunately, you could read Newt like a book, which meant that you could tell when he had romantic feelings for someone. You had been lucky enough to not see any signs of it your third and fourth year, but as soon as he met Leta Lestrange, it was over. Deciding that Newt’s happiness was worth your own emotional distress, you pretended that you were entirely okay with his feelings towards her, encouraging him to talk to her. Pretty soon, he didn’t need your encouragement and they were talking on their own.

The feelings of being unwanted started out small at first, you being able to scold yourself and push it away. Newt was still including you in the things he was doing, he just wasn’t giving you the amount of attention you were used to. Then it progressed to him making plans with Leta without you. You ignored the hurt, smiling and telling him not to worry about it when he realized what he was doing. “No, it’s fine! I was busy anyways!” You would say, and he would give you one of his heart-melting smiles which made everything okay again. You ignored the pang in your heart when he smiled that same smile at Leta, and you knew it was wrong to dislike her when she hadn’t done anything to deserve it, but you couldn’t help it. You wanted to be in her shoes, you wanted to be on the receiving end of his affection.

Your 6th year is when you finally broke. You had spent your 5th year and the majority of your 6th drifting farther away from Newt, as Leta grew closer and closer. You had gone from seeing him numerous times everday to once a day, and from there only a couple times a week until you saw him a mere once a week. To say that it wasn’t taking an emotional toll on you would be lying, and you secretly hoped that maybe he would notice. But he never did. You knew it wasn’t his fault, he would never intentionally make you feel that way and if you told him how you felt, he would fix it immediately. But you saw how happy Leta made him and you didn’t want to take that away from him. So, you kept your feelings locked and hidden away. And then his expulsion came.

You weren’t upset with him because he got expelled, you were upset with him because you had to find out from your potions partner, who was known as the school’s gossip. “Psst, (Y/N)!” She whispered, making sure the teacher didn’t hear her. “Did you hear about Salamander?” She continued when you didn’t respond. You furrowed your eyebrows and looked over at her. “You mean Scamander? As in Newt Scamander?” Your tone was a bit irritated due to the nickname some bullies had given him. “Yeah, sure. Anyways, I heard he’s getting expelled today! Apparently he and that Lestrange girl got into some trouble or something and he took the blame for all of it!” The small vial in your hand fell and shattered against the ground before you knew it. The teacher rushed over, presumably to ask what had happened, but before they even got there you were running out the door and down the hall.

You knew it was true when you reached the entrance to the headmaster’s office and there he stood with his trunk. “Newt.” His name left your lips in a whisper, so quiet you weren’t sure he would hear you. Surprisingly, he did and his head turned you you, his eyes gleaming as they saw you. “(Y/N)! What are you doing here?” He sounded surprised to see you and for some odd reason, that broke your heart. “Why didn’t you tell me?” Your voice was weak and thick with the tears you were holding back. He swallowed and looked down at the ground for a moment, as if contemplating what to say. “Honestly?” His eyes flashed up to yours. “I… I didn’t think you would care.” The words that fell from his mouth hurt. If your heart wasn’t already broken before, it had been completely shattered. You rushed towards him, hugging him tightly as you cried into his shoulder. He hesitated, before wrapping his arms firmlu around you. “Why w-would you ever think I could stop caring about you, you big dummy?” Your words came out harsher than intended, but if they hurt him, he didn’t show it. “You just weren’t around much anymore. You were always with other people and you seemed… happy, I guess. Much happier than you appeared to be around me. I thought maybe you realized how weird I was and were just too nice to tell me.” You took in a sharp breath, not expecting those words. You wanted to yell and hit him and hug him and whisper that you loved him more than anything all at once. Instead, you pulled away and looked him in the eyes, not bothering to wipe the tears that were falling from your own.

“Where’s Leta?” The question caught him by surprise and he winced visibly. “(Y/N)-” He started. “Where is she?” You asked again, for forceful than the first time. He lowered his eyes, which were now sparkling with tears. “She… She hasn’t come to say goodbye yet.” You felt your blood boil. “So she’s the reason you’re getting expelled and she can’t even say goodbye.” It wasn’t a question, he knew that. And as much as he didn’t want to admit it, you were right. That was exactly what had happened. “(Y/N), please-” You cut him off once more, your voice now soft and hurt. “Why?” He looked at you, confused by what you meant. “'Why’ what, (Y/N)?)” He asked. You took a deep breath, folding your arms self-consciously across your chest and looking down. “Why did you choose her?” You mumbled, immediately embarrassed. “I’m sure I don’t know what you-” You looked up at him, the look in your eyes stopping his words in his throat. It was a look of desperation, hurt, sorrow, and loneliness, and it killed him inside. “I would have never treated you this way, Newt. Look at me, for Merlin’s sake! You’ve been ignoring me and ditching me for the last year for Leta and I still came running when I heard you were in trouble! I didn’t even hear it from you yourself, you were planning on just leaving without saying goodbye, and yet I risked getting in trouble myself by running out of class just to come see you! She isn’t here! She caused this, and yet she doesn’t even have the decency to stand by you when you need it most! I know you love her, and I’ve kept myself out of it for a long time, thinking that you would be happier this way. That’s why I stopped initiating the conversations, Newt! I wanted you to be happy! I have done nothing but sacrifice things for you, and yet you love her! Someone who would take advantage of you and leave you to clean up the mess all on your own! Do you even how toxic your friendship is with her?!” You had begun to raise yoir voice throughout your rant. “She’s not that bad, (Y/N)! You don’t even know her! And if you wanted me to be happy, why did you stop talking to me?” Newt was frustrated, not understanding why you were so upset. “Because I’m in love you, dammit!” His eyes widened and his body went still.

You took a deep breath, running your fingers through your hair and whispering, “I’m in love with you, and I didn’t want to interfere or cause problems with any possible relationship between the two of you. I know you love her, Newt. And I’m sorry.” His mind was reeling since your confession, and he just barely managed to catch your last words. “Sorry? Why are you sorry?” You bit your lip and turned away, your back now facing him. “I’m sorry I can’t be her, I’m sorry I can’t be the person you love. But if it means acting like her and hurting you, I’d rather deal with unreturned feelings.” With that you walked away. And he didn’t stop you.

A/N: Part 2 here:

-went for a lil run with my mom this morning followed by a few solo miles
-my watch strap broke in the middle which I took as a sign to FINALLY upgrade to the forerunner 235 😍😍😍 (I know I could get it fixed but I’ve been planning to get this anyway since my other watch was kinda on its last leg)
-on my run my fifth grade teacher who is also a runner drove past me and shouted out the window “go danielle!” and it made my day
-ate this bomb watermelon, the key is to add passionfruit and lime
-bought a new book to read on my upcoming travels
-studied studied studied but still managed to feel like I’m getting nowhere
-went out to dinner with my dad and his gf and kids which was nice

Hope y'all had a nice tuesday :)

ooc: woke up thinking ‘i gotta make this tumblr post i gotta tell everyone the third back to the future movie is the best one it’s the best it has clara and cowboys and a train? everyone needs to know this?’ so…. just letting you guys know…

Blacklist Appreciation Week, Day One: Favorite Season

So, this is me trying to learn how to (sort of) gif and not really succeeding but posting it anyways because I don’t have time to make anything else today, oops. Hope it’s not too terrible!

My favorite season is absolutely season one. I’ve watched it over and over because it works so well as a cohesive whole, more so than the other seasons to me. Everything in the show was so new and fascinating and the Blacklisters were amazing. I especially loved that the cases tied together into the ‘endgame’ of getting Berlin. I loved Liz the rookie profiler with her yearning to understand the criminal mind, Tom the teacher with ulterior motives, Donald Ressler the uptight agent with a secret soft side, Meera Malik the badass mother of two, Aram the tech support who got roped in to the shenanigans, Harold Cooper the not-entirely just director, and of course, Red, the ultimate antihero.

I loved Liz’s sleuthing around Tom and her boards of evidence, Tom’s warehouse and collection of surveillance through espionage, and the way the Task Force ultimately linked together the cases to try and figure out why Red surrendered to the FBI. I loved the creepiness of Apple Man and his crew. I loved Fitch and his secret organization that we didn’t really yet understand, and his relationship with Red. I loved the usage of Liz’s scar as a mark that linked Tom and Gina to their employer. I loved all of it. Everything was so clever and compelling and every episode had me on the edge of my seat.

I’ve been getting that ‘on the edge of my seat’ feeling again from the last few episodes this season, and that excites me. I genuinely can’t wait for season five because the show just makes sense to me again in a way that I think it sort of lost for a bit, with all those dropped plot threads that I’m still hoping will be picked up and tied back together. So here’s to the good ole days, and here’s to season 5! Hopefully there’s many more awesome things ahead :)

Eren stared at the blackboard from his seat in the back of the classroom, fidgeting with his thumbs awkwardly and trying his best to pay attention. Or, at least, pretend to pay attention. He found that as the time flew away with every sour tick of the clock, the more drowsy he felt. It was becoming progressively harder for him to keep up with the words his teacher was saying and the only thing he could really do was wait for it to end. So he kept on staring straight ahead.

It’s not like he actually had to pay attention, anyways. The teachers and students hardly acknowledged his presence and he could always borrow his friend’s notes after classes.

Besides that, had anyone noticed how cold it was starting to get in the room? Or maybe it was just him? And what day of the week was it? He wondered if his friend was free after school today. Maybe they were going to go hang out in a convenience store? Isn’t that a bit weird, though…?

Before he knew it, he had fallen asleep on his desk, drowning himself in random thoughts made Eren begin to dream.

He walking on water, feet making waves where they touched instead of the quiet ripples he expected. everything was the color white. He had no reflection whatsoever and it was unnaturally quiet. Eren got tired of it quickly. It was a boring dream, where there was nothing but the deafening silence ringing in his ears and the now crashing waves in the water. So he decided to experiment.

What if he could make the water do what he wanted?

It didn’t work.

What if he could sink into the water?

No. That didn’t work either.

Maybe he could make clouds?

Of course not.

So he stopped trying. And right as he stopped he trying, a hand reached out to him. Though he was shocked, he still grabbed onto it. It wasn’t like he had anything better to do.

The hand pulled him up really high, to the point where he couldn’t see the water anymore. While he was ascending, Eren found himself remembering lots of great things.

But then he stopped moving.

The hand had let go.

And suddenly, he was falling faster than he could ever imagine. He was filled with worry and fear. One day, all those memories would vanish. The people he made them with would eventually forget, too.

When he hit the water, Eren realized that in the long run, none of it mattered.

Everyone turned their heads in the direction of Eren’s desk at the teacher’s command. Their eyes were met with the sight of flowers in a delicate glass vase.

“No one has anything to say?”

 "if this gets notes ill cry, bungee jump off a bridge, and then cry seven oceans" -somehwere in the tags

“tbh i now have no idea what the flipping fuckernut this is” - also somewhere in the tags

:V i love tagging my posts

if you intend on reading my tags, read every single one and digest the words

Teacher Crush Community

Today I came across this beautiful community, and literally spent hours scrolling through the most painful posts I’ve ever read in my life.. Boy does one sided love hurts..
I just wanted to get this out there, I know a good amount on age gap (no he’s not my teacher but I guess I can still relate at least some?) : 23 years mind you.
Anyways, if any lovelies out there wants to talk I would absolutely love it! Tell me all about your TC, I won’t judge and you can get it off your chest

BTS Gang related Jimin X Reader


The cold air hit against your skin causing you to shiver as you continued to walk down the dark damp street that was unlit from moonlight. The rain sprinkling in the air and covered your black coat. Your mind wondered to the events of today so far it was 8:30pm and you have had a dreadful day. To start of your bus was late making you very late to your first lesson which you teacher hates you anyway. YOU mentally sigh thinking of how much trouble you got in, and the rest of the day didn’t get better for example your friend Laura didn’t show up today making you alone for English and Physics class your only companion was the school’s playboy Jackson that kept making winky faces at you and passing you notes throughout the whole lesson. You groan snapping out of your thoughts you continued to walk down the street thinking of the cake and diet coke you had in your fridge that had you name on it its been a bad day you definitely need  it today.

Morning came about quicker then your thought after dragging yourself to bed last night and snuggling in the sheets of your bad. The sunrise hit your face there for causing you to wake up. Today was Saturday you were thankful for the weekend as you have not had a fantastic week so far. You dragged yourself out of bed and made your way to the kitchen. You lived alone with a black and white cat called Bella .

“Morning bella” you said in a happy tone only for your cat to look up from the floor and meow in response

You made breakfast which is banana pancakes and then plan your day. After breakfast you go to your room and get ready for your day after satisfied with your choice of outfit which consist of a black mini skirt and crop top and black high heels you went along with your day. After lunch with your mother which all she did was complain that you don’t have a boyfriend and complained about how she didn’t like your choice of clothes saying it was to slutty and compare you to your older sister who was engaged . you feel annoyed with your mother you to never got on as all she did was take about your sister and how you needed to be like her. You were the youngest and there for your sister had the spot light which you could never claim your own. After many hours of your mother picking you apart you finally were free you were on your way home when your phone dinged only to see a text from your friends Laura and Katie asking you to go to a party tonight. You thought for a few seconds before replying yes you needed a break you thought and wanted to unwind with a girl’s night with your closest friends. You decided to go shopping and pick out a new outfit for tonight after many shops and after buying many things you didn’t need you found the perfect dress. It was black and strapless which hugged your body perfectly and showed of your breasts. You looked at the time which was 2:30 and made your way back to your apartment to get ready.

It was now 8:30 and you were stood outside the darkest looking club you have ever seen waiting for your friends. This isn’t the type of place you would go to with the club filled with drunk men and loud music blasting out of the broken windows. The place looked trouble but you waited for your friends anyway trying not to look nervous .

“HI Y/N” your friend Laura shouted over the loud music

She was wearing a green dress and blue high heels you mental laughed at her fashion sense she was always wild when I came to outfits and more braver then you. You preferred black and white clothes never really going for bright colours.

“HI Y/N YOU LOOK NICE” she screamed again with your friend Katie nodding along she was wearing a pink dress and dragged your hand in to the club.

After being in the club for 5 minutes you were surprised it wasn’t as bad as you thought it was clean and very modern. After finding a table your friends start taking about life and college. After half an hour and 3 to 4 drinks later your friends were getting drunk after flirting with many guys your friends came back to the table. Only for two tall guys to come up to your friends their hair dark and dressed in leather your friends basically drooling over them and drabbing the chance to dance with them leaving you all alone at the table. You notice a man looking at you his hair bright red and his body muscly. With a cigarette  in his mouth You see him smirking at you and eyeing you up and down. He looks hot in his leather pants and his black t-shirt you notice a few tattoos on his arm. You find yourself attracted to this man he stare at him only for you to see him to come over to your table.

“Hi babe what are you doing here all alone?” he says while taking a sip of his beer.


“my friends are dancing with those guys” you guester to the dance floor and mental groan for doing so after seeing your friends making out and grinding against the boys.

“Looks like they are having fun” he says with a laugh “you should have fun babe” he says eyeing your low-cut dress.

“hi I’m jimin” he says with a smile

“Hi I’m y/n” you said back kind of nervous to be talking to this sexy man

You to firt back and forth for a few hours until he leaves after a nice and pleasant conversation you say goodbye and making his leave and walking away. After a few more drinks you notice the time 12:45 you look for your friends only to find they have gone. After making your way to the front of the club you see two men fighting with people stood around watching and cheering on of the guys on. You make your way to the front of the club and look for a taxi to come and pick you up , to tired to walk back and just wanting to get home and eat something nice which you hope you have at home.

“Jimin stop oh my god stop”you hear a girl say

Jimin the hot red head from the club you think no it cant be you thought but you turn around anyway only to see a group of guys watching as the red haired man beats up the boys underneath him.

“GO ON KILL HIM “ you hear one man say kind of small with black hair and a drink in his mouth.

“jimin come on man stop lets go home” you hear someone else say you glance at the man his dark hair covering his face with a hoody also covering most of this face as well. The only see his bunny teeth sticking out as he brings the glass of beer up to his lips to take a slip.

The red haired man finally gets of the boy and you see his face it is jimin his face is bruised and cut but not as bad as the other guy as his friends and his girlfriend have to help him walk away.

“DON’T START A FIGHT WITH ME AGAIN IF SO I PROMIES YOU WONT LIVE TO KISS THAT WHORE AGAIN” Says jimin his voice loud and scary the boy nods and his friends drag him away all of them chanting sorry jimin over and over again.Everyone must fear this guy to think as watch the other men run away.

Jimin makes his way back to the group of 6 guys that are stood drinking and smoking they all seem not shocked from the fight meaning this has happened many time. They hand jimin a beer and smoking to smoke you don’t question what.

“All right we got to talk about the shipment “you here one man say

“its coming tomorrow and everything needs to go okay you guys understand “you here a dark voice say talking to the rest of the boys.

You want to see more so you walk forward a bit only to knock over a beer bottle causing all 7 boys to quickly turn around and stare at you.

“You shouldn’t be here love” a tall man says who you assume is the leader or something.

“this doesn’t have anything to do with you okay? You need to leave love now” his voice dark and pissed probably annoyed you interrupted the sketchy conversation.

The other guys look at you with wide eyes waiting for you to say something your nerves get the best of you and you can’t say a word.

“Leave her alone namjoon” you here someone say only to find its jimin looking at you with a small smile.

“babe what are you doing here? You should go home “jimin says with a smirk

You look back to see the other guys looking at you waiting for an answer you spin around on your heels and walk away. you turn around to see jimin looking at you and smiling. once you walk away and get in a cab all you can think about is jimin.

As morning hits your face you groan as you drag you body from the bed and in to the shower after washing away yesterday you hop you and start to get ready for work you work at a café in town not to far away from where you live. you check your phone to see its 7:45 you don’t have to leave till 8:30 meaning you have lots of time to get ready and have breakfast. You notice your mother has messaged you again asking if you have a boyfriend yet and telling you that your sisters wedding is soon and to make sure you look perfect.

After getting ready and having breakfast you jump in your car and drive to work.

“Morning y/n how was your weekend” your co worker momo said

“It was good thanks momo” you say as you put on your apron and begin to wipe down the tables.

As the day went on you cleaned more tables and talk to the custmors

“Hi babe didn’t think I would see you again” you hear a raspy voice say

You turn around to find jimin is stood behind the counter looking in your eyes he’s wearing grey sweatpants that hang of his hips and a white t-shirt that shows he’s arm muscles of perfectly he’s also wearing glasses and a black snapback that shows of his forehead.

“Hi jimin what can I get you? Its nice to see you again” you say in a shy quite voice.

After you take his order which is a cup of coffee and a piece of coconut and strawberry cake you go up to him and say.

“are you okay the last time I saw you  you were hurt ?” you say instantly regretting the choice of words you knew he was trouble but for some reason he found yourself drawn to him.You saw his face his guys went dark and he put his fork down.

“Babe you don’t need to know some things babe okay” he says as he begins to pick up his fork and continue eating the cake.

“you sure you’re okay you looked hurt? don’t get in to anymore fights “you giggle a little.

“listen baby I’m not the best guy and I’m trouble I get in to loads of fights sleep with loads of woman and smoke and do drugs. I’m not a good guy I’m a bad guy which you should stay away from, I don’t want a pretty girl like you to get hurt from hanging around with a guy like me.”He says as he put £20 on the table.

“I like you I do but I’m no good you should stay away from me baby “he says after he walks away leaving you wanting more.

You find yourself wanting the bad boy which is jimin.

anonymous asked:

ahh i love your writing, and i'm currently scrolling through your blog reading everything anyways, i was wondering if you could do a herc x peggy oneshot? just realized today that they'd actually be p cute and i love them thanks in advance! x

Leggy and Herc and Peggy are so underappreciated and so lovely 


High school teachers lie. Which, was actually quite vague. Peggy let her head fall, hitting the table beneath her. She spent all this time stressing for college - which in some cases was true, exam weeks were worse than hell itself - but other than that?

“It only gets worse in college!”

“This work load will seem light when you get to college.”

“We’re just preparing you for the future.”

Yeah, well the test she was supposed to take today was postponed to next week because the professor just watched the Season 12 finale of Supernatural and was in too much distress they stayed up the whole night on tumblr and didn’t want to grade any tests.

So, in order to not forget what she’d learned about three and a half weeks ago, here she was, sitting at a small cafe, re-reading her notes and the book she’d wanted to read in high school but never had the time. 

She set her chin on the table, looking up as she heard footsteps approach. Herc was walking towards her, holding a coffee for him and a cup of tea for her. He sat them down and she grunted a thank you, grabbing the cup and sipping her tea, ignoring the baffled look Herc gave her as the tea was scolding hot.

“Some days I think - hey, college rocks! Some days I want to down every thing with caffeine in it and kill myself and everyone I see.”

Herc, without a word, slowly reached out, grabbing her tea from her hand and setting it down in front of him. “What are you studying right now?”

She gestured at her book, “At this point it’s a bunch of words and numbers!”

He laughed, turning her text book from her. “Babe, what class is the test in?”


“So why are you looking through your history book?”

Herc heard nothing and looked up, seeing a stunned look on her face. “I’m studying what?”

“This…is your history text book.”

“Oh God.” She let her head fall onto the table with a loud thud, and Herc winced. 

“I haven’t slept in so long.”

“Okay well you have been around Alex for too long lately you’re gaining his habits.”

She groaned again, not moving her head and he laughed. “C’mon babe. You’re smart - even if you don’t pass the test your professor is so chill she’ll probably let you do something to help boost your grade!”

“But I need this!” She sat up, “My sisters have things going for them Hercules! Angelica is this strong independent woman who’s gonna make it big cause she’s a go getter and she’s smart and - and Eliza! She’s so sweet and she’s innocent but she’s kind and she’s a freaking genius and then there’s me! The youngest sister! That’s all I have Herc! I’m the ‘sister of Angelica!’ or the ‘sister of Eliza!’”

He reached out, grabbing her smaller hand, holding it gently as he waited for her to breath.

“You know that’s not true baby.”

“Yes it is!”

“No, Pegs, you are the sweetest person I have ever met. You’re the one people go to when they literally don’t know where to go, you’re the person people trust with secrets they can’t trust anyone with, you’re the one people invite places first, people ask you for advice first, you’re always top of your classes, literally no one in your classes hates you, you’ve been asked out by so many people I’ve lost count.”

“You’re my beautiful, sweet, caring, adorable, innocent, perfect girlfriend. And I know right now, you feel like since you’re the youngest nothing is going for you, but you’ve never been so wrong. Do you know how many times Angie and Eliza brag about having you as a sister? Someone so confident you’ll wear the oddest mix of designs and not care. Someone so loyal you’re ready to cut someone’s throat yet people go to you first when they need someone.”

She felt herself choke up, and her chin wobbled a bit.

“I knew there was a reason I picked you over Laf.” She teased and he chuckled.

“Yeah well, I’m the one who got blessed.”

She giggled, “Keep talking sweet and you’ll get a little more than just being blessed.”

She laughed as he smiled, his cheeks turning red. 

3/100 days of productivity

Just having my 5 minutes break in Pomodoro, so I use this time to give you an update about my third day on the 100 days of productivity challenge.

After my big breakdown I feel more motivated. I study as much as I can, where I can. I’m having exams on June 12 and 14, and both subjects are really difficult. I took analytical chemistry classes because I could not take part in the lessons during the semester, coz I had another subject that time.

Today I go get new glasses! Unfortunately I sat on my pair of glasses last week. My eyes don’t need glasses 7/24 because I only need them when in class, far away from the board and the teacher. But in exam season I sit so much in front of my macbook and I really feel the need of wearing glasses to “protect my eyes” somehow. I don’t weat them anyway.

Now my freetime is over, the next Pomodoro session is thicking. Have a productive and wonderful day!! xx

Wisdom Teeth

Cast x Reader 
Words: 511
Request: hi! i just had all four wisdom teeth out (kill me), so i was wondering if you could to the cast like sitting with the reader/getting out ice packs and just platonic fluff? thank you!! xxoo

hi anon! i was kinda worried i would screw this up, which i think i may have. anyway, send me a dm if you want me to redo it! i hope you’re feeling better by the way xx

i’ve never had my wisdom teeth out, so this was based off what I read online and what i’ve heard. My singing teacher got hers out last week and she said it was like super painful after the painkillers wore off. I was sad because i missed my lesson, but anyway!

i’m feeling super sick today and i’ve procrastinated starting one of my science reports, so hopefully i’ll get to take the day off tomorrow and i’ll get it done then. i’m amazed i even got this done, because i have the worst headache and i just feel disgusting in general

i have plenty of requests to write at the moment (i’m sorry for taking so long guys) but if you have anything you want me to write, send me an inbox! 

that’s all from me for today because i wanna go back to sleep. enjoy this everyone x



It had been a few hours since you had left the dentist. You had had all four wisdom teeth removed, but hadn’t felt anything until now because of the anaesthetic. It was now that the full pain of the removal hit you.

You curled up on the couch with your face propped up on a pillow. You groaned quietly, holding your cheek with your hand.

“Is everything okay (Y/N)?” Daveed asked, sitting down next to you.

“It hurts,” You whined loudly, attempting to pout but wincing. “Ow!”

Your room mate Daveed had been busy with Hamilton when you had your appointment, but he had picked you up afterwards and helped your drugged up persona get home on the subway.

“I don’t know what to do… I mean, I’ve never dealt with anything like this before,” Daveed said, rubbing your back awkwardly.

“Can’t you just get an ice pack or something?” You mumbled, wincing with every word.

“We don’t have an ice pack. You threw it out the window when you were mad at your partner,” Daveed replied, crossing his arms.

“Oh yeah, can you get someone to bring one over?” You mumbled.

“Sure, but they’re not gonna be the most helpful people,” Daveed replied, sending out a message to his friends. He turned on the TV for you, going back to his room.

A few hours later, Anthony, Jasmine, Pippa and Renee entered the apartment.

“Hey (Y/N)! We brought you painkillers and soft foods, because apparently that’s what you need when you get teeth removed,” Anthony said, sitting down next to you on the couch.

“He made me research everything before we came,” Jasmine stated, sitting on Anthony’s lap.

“We also got an ice pack, but it needs to freeze so I’ll leave it in your freezer for a little bit,” Pippa stated.

“How are you feeling?” Renee asked, kneeling in front of the couch.

“My mouth hurts, a lot. And it tastes like blood… honestly there’s just a lot of pain,” You stated, sitting up slowly.

“Maybe take some of the painkillers we got you. That could help?” Renee suggested, passing you a water bottle and two small pills. You took the drugs, yawning slightly. “Thankyou.”

“You’re welcome,” Renee replied, patting your head and sitting down.

“Where’d Diggs go? Anthony asked, poking your side. You shrugged.

“He disappeared about an hour ago. I’d say he’s in his room, writing something,” You replied, turning the TV down.

“Is there anything we can do to help you recover?” Pippa asked, sitting on the other side of you. You shrugged.

“Just being here with me has literally made my day. Thank you so much for coming,” You replied, smiling weakly.

“How about we get you iced up and turn on some Disney movies?” Jasmine suggested.

“You guys know how to cheer a person up.”

The rest of the afternoon consisted of small snacks, your favourite childhood movies and casual banter between the five of you. Your pain went down considerably as you concentrated on spending the rest of your day with your friends.

High school (Jimin, AU)

Originally posted by bts4554543

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6 // Part 7 // Part 8 // Finale

Reposting for those who can’t read it since tumblr is stupid and I hate it. There’s no read more but okay.

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“Jimin ah! What are you doing after school?” She’d obviously dyed her hair. Isn’t it against the rules to do that here? Oh well, it didn’t matter to you anyway…She could get in trouble on her own.

“Nothing.” Jimin replied, a little smile on his lips. He sat across from you in the row of seats, and it was so annoying. Is was only a study class today, because your teacher was away sick and you had a sub filling in who’d been instructed to let you study for upcoming exams.

You needed this, because you were basically brand new to the school and you couldn’t afford failing your classes. Your parents had paid good money to get you into this school, there was no way you’d allow yourself to fail a single course.

The teacher had gone to answer a phone call so the classroom was teacher-less, which was some sort of get-up-and-talk-to-everyone-before-he-returns kind of thing? You had no idea, and there was only a handful of students actually doing work in the first place.

This surprised you, because this school was well known for top class marks and it seemed as if everyone was smart here. In actuality, their parents were just rich.

“Will you come play with me?” Oh no, she was still at it? You sighed loudly, clicking your pencil so more lead would come out. Just focus…

“Nah, I’ll pass.” Jimin was playing hard to get. Every girl wanted him, why was it so hard to just say yes and be done with it? Why were you still even listening to them? This was so annoying.

For a few weeks now Jimin had non stop tried to talk to you, only to result in you turning the cold shoulder to him. Because of you ignoring him, you’d had notes shoved in your locker saying you were a cold bitch, and that you should’ve transferred to any other school besides the one you currently resided in.

It didn’t bother you, though. You were only here to get through school, with barely even a year left before you graduated. Nobody directly targeted you either, which was only a plus at this point.

“Why won’t you go out with me?” You still didn’t even know that annoying girls name. She’d always worn her uniform wrong, which pissed the teachers off. That’s basically all you knew about her.

“Just because. I think I’ll be busy today…” You peeked up to look at Jimin, wondering just how in the world he really made people love him so wholeheartedly. Once you’d looked up, you found he was looking over at you. He wore a small smile on his lips, making you look down quickly at your work.

You used your hair to cover the side of your face so you couldn’t see him. The girl with Jimin sighed loudly. “You’re going with her?”

“I never said that.” Jimin replied, making the girl whine like a seal. You looked up, feeling deathly annoyed that they wouldn’t shut up.

“Could you be a little more quiet?”

Crap. Your voice was way louder than anticipated. Everyone in the class heard you, not to mention that the teacher had just returned to the class. The girl you’d practically just yelled at had sneakily went back to her desk and was pretending to work.

“Why are you disrupting the class, (Y/N)?” The teacher was scowling at you, making you look back down at your work. Nobody was going to take your side if you tried to argue, so you just began to apologize.

“If you’re not going to work why not just leave and sit in the hall?”

“N-no! I was working-”

“She was. (Y/N) was working harder than everyone in the class. She was just annoyed by me talking to someone.” Jimin stood up to answer, smoothing out his shirt. He looked over at you from the corner of his eye, and you could see a smile on his face.

“In that case Jimin…you can go sit out in the hall.” You felt just as confused as the substitute teacher looked. What the hell just happened? Why would Jimin take the blow for you? Obviously he had no idea just how much you didn’t care about anyone in the class.

Your cheeks were on fire. Jimin stepped away from his desk and nicely pushed in his chair. His eyes met yours and he was grinning so brightly even his eyes held a smile on them. Your chest felt tight when your eyes met, like you couldn’t breathe.

“Come on, go.” The teacher snapped a little louder, making you jump and look away. Jimin left the class, leaving everyone in complete silence now that the teacher had returned.

You’d studied easily after that, even with a few prying eyes glaring into the back of your head. Once the bell had rung and you were free to go home, you packed up your belongings a little quicker than usual. Nobody was going to hesitate to shove threatening notes into your locker or maybe even shove their shoulder into you as they walked down the hall.

You’d actually avoided using your locker lately, even though the notes didn’t bother you much. Only going there when absolutely necessary was easier than being late for your class. The only thing you kept in there was your gym clothes. It was easy, even if the books were a little harder to carry.

The class had surprisingly left quickly as well, leaving you and a few slower people in the class alone. Of course, you didn’t expect much else because everyone’s first destination after school was home. You were just expecting something more…Like a few of Jimin’s fans to stop and yell at you, or worse.

You began to leave the class, but was stopped at the door. A body was blocking your way, and when you looked up at the face you really weren’t surprised. Jimin was grinning down at you, giving a little wave even though your bodies were inches apart. You looked away, feeling your cheeks grow hot once more.

“W-what?” You stammered, biting your bottom lip a little too hard.

“That’s not what you say to someone that kept you from getting scolded…” He leaned over so that he was once again in your field of view. Instead of just ignoring his gaze, you decided to act on the little bit of pride you had.

“You want me to thank you for telling the truth?”

He nodded, expression changing from mischievous to innocent. “Yeah, actually.”

“Go ask someone else.” You muttered, trying your best to push past him. Instead of making a clean get away, Jimin caught your shoulder. He wrapped his other arm around your shoulder, so that his chest was against your back.

“Why would I ask someone else when I didn’t do anything for them?”

“I’m pretty sure that everyone loves you and would thank you just for being born…Also, this could be filed as harassment so can you get off of me?”

He said nothing, but still let go of you. The nerve this kid had, honestly… You whirled around, holding up a finger and jabbing it into his chest. He backed up slightly, his lips smiling but his eyes filled with confusion.

“Don’t just go around touching girls as you please! They’ll get the wrong idea not to mention you’ll hurt them when they realize they like you. You’re so greasy, why would anyone like you?”

As you spoke, you kept on following Jimin into the classroom once again, slapping your hand into his chest. As you spoke, Jimin had stopped smiling, so it make you wonder if your words were really going through his thick skull. Probably not, right? You really didn’t think so.

He backed up a couple more times, eyes not losing contact with yours once. Finally, you slapped him one more time in the chest, making him fall back onto the floor after tripping back on a chair.

He scrambled into a sit position, looking at you with utter shock. Looking around, you noticed you and him were the only ones in the class, anyway. What a shame, nobody saw the gallant prince Jimin fall on his ass in the most ungraceful way possible.

You began to laugh, uncontrollable, rude laughter that made you hold your stomach because it hurt so bad. Too bad you didn’t have your camera out, or you definitely would have saved the video of him falling and staring at you with droopy puppy dog eyes.

“Yeah, yeah…laugh all you want…” Jimin muttered, getting up and dusting himself off. He turned to pick up his bag that had skidded a little ways away towards the teachers desk. You noticed that his butt had collected a good amount of dust and even a little bubble gum wrapper…wait…that gum wrapper had gum on it!

“Your butt has gum on it!” You squealed, unable to hold back your roaring laughs. Your stomach hurt so bad that you were keeled over, trying to breathe and only getting more laughter spilling from your mouth. Jimin’s hand clapped on to his behind, and he turned quickly with wide eyes. You covered your mouth, still laughing way too much.

“Crap, really? Where? Get it off, my mom will kill me if I ruin my uniform!” He panicked, dropping his bag and coming over to you. He turned, trying his best to see just where the gum was stuck.

“I’m not touching your butt! Here, give me your hand. I’ll put your hand on where it is.”

“Seriously…if somebody else saw this I would be dead. You won’t tell anyone, right? They’ll all laugh, even worse than you.” He came closer to you, holding out his hand and placing it gently into your grip. Did Jimin honestly care how people thought about him that much? Laughter wasn’t a bad thing…but if it was about him you could see why he felt so self conscious about it. Your laughter died out very suddenly after hearing his panicked words, and you took hold of his shoulder’s instead.

“Turn around, it’s easier if I get it.” You sighed, and he did too. Jimin’s lips had a small smile on them, making you look directly at his nose so you didn’t blush idiotically again. He turned, chuckling a tad bit.

“It’s okay if you touch my butt…it’s for a good cause. Man, you’re really saving my life.”

“Mm, it would be pretty embarrassing if somebody besides me saw it, right? Like, your real friends or something.” By something you mean all his fangirls, obviously.

Jimin looked over his shoulder at you, biting his lip. “It’s embarrassing if anyone see’s this.”

“I won’t tell anyone, I don’t have any friends here anyway.” You promised, reaching your hand on his butt, making perfectly sure you were only touching the gum wrapper.

“Isn’t that a little lonely, though?” Jimin turned his head again, looking out towards the windows.

“No, not really. I only came here because it’s a top school.”

“Top school my ass…no pun intended.” He snorted, sticking both hands into his pants pockets. You grinned, wondering just how so many girls really came to fall in love with this dull character of a person. Maybe he acted differently towards pretty people…

“Okay, it’s as gone as I can get it without literally picking your butt. Just put your pants in hot water and pull it off. It’s not noticeable, so don’t sweat it.”

Jimin turned, grabbing both of your shoulders before actually hugging you. He hugged you, very tightly as well. You stood frozen, your hands shaking by how nervous you were. When Jimin pulled away, he was doing his signature eye smile, which you were quickly growing to like. After he looked at your face for a minute, his smile faltered.

“Sorry…for all the mean notes being put in your locker. I really didn’t tell anyone too.”

You turned around, suddenly feeling a little angry he brought that up. Who cares if he didn’t ask them to put the notes in your locker? You didn’t even want to talk about it.

“I know you didn’t. I’m leaving.” You slung your bag over your shoulder, quickly walking towards the door. There was no way you could get close to Jimin. He was just somebody you helped once, that’s it. If you became his friend, or anything more than that, everyone would hate you so much more than now. It was fine you were receiving stupid notes in your locker, because those girls were really just too scared to come and talk to you in real life. They definitely wouldn’t hesitate to do something when you freely spoke to Jimin in a kind manner. No way.