but i hope you guys like it!

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for @raythrill and @objectionable-code

i hope you guys like it;; 

idkwutmynameshouldbeso submitted:

Hopefully I was able to make it so that they look kinda gender fluid. (I’m not used to drawing people like that, so hopefully I didn’t lean more towards one gender).

Anyways, I’ve wanted to draw Chara for the longest time. I love the redesign you guys gave them! I hope you like it! :>

How You Interact: Dark-Side Friends

Since you guys liked my last “How you interact” post, I feel like I should make another. I wanted to do one for Antisepticeye and Darkiplier since I very rarely see posts for these awesome characters. 
These head-canons are what I think Dark and Anti would be like as a friend. 
Hope you guys enjoy!!

Originally posted by boopymooplier

Anti: 

  • My God, you’ll never live peacefully again! Not that it’s a bad thing, but Anti loves to mess with you. 
  • Small pranks that involve misplaced objects. Bookmarks placed three pages back. Occasionally he’ll make your phone screen all static-y just because you’re ignoring him. 
  • He likes making your mornings just that little more crazy
    Late for work? It appears your car-keys have disappeared
    Rough night out? He’ll be nice and make you a coffee, with two spoonfuls of salt to make sure you get your sodium intake today. 
  • Anti finds your panicked/angry rants amusing. 
  • But you get him back. He doesn’t like being called by cute nicknames. 
  • “Aww, Green-Bean, don’t be so mean. I’m only trying to help” 
    “I will destroy everything you love, (Y/N)”
  • Anti likes to be the center of attention. If you’re working or studying, Anti will try his best to distract you.
    At first, it’ll be small things. Like calling out your name in a whiny, jittering voice, balls of paper being thrown at you. Sometimes he’ll mess with your sense of perception so you have to acknowledge him to tell him off.
  • You simply try to ignore him. It became a game between the two of you to see how long you can last. 
  • The record was ten minutes; but you had to stop since Anti started messing with your electronics. Flickering the lights and making you see double of everything and a loud buzzing sound almost burst your ear-drums. 
  • It gave you a migraine for the rest of the day.
  • Although Anti isn’t the affectionate type; he does small things that brighten your day. 
  • A single flower will appear on your desk. 
  • A batch of cookies with milk. 
  • Even little notes around the house in green writing.
  • When you ask him about it, he just shrugs. 
  • “Maybe a little ghost is playing tricks on you”
  • He’ll try to distract you with video games. You absolutely refuse to let him win at Mario Cart because you don’t want to see his cocky grin. 
  • Competitions between you are dangerous.
  • Lamps are smashed and the walls shake from you two yelling at each other. It’s surprisingly relaxing to come home and yell at something.
  • On really bad days, Anti will appear and disappear on your computer screen. Flashing a smile and making weird faces at you until you give up and allow yourself to laugh. 
  • “Anti, your blocking the screen” 
  • “P-Play with me, (Y/N). I’m bor-r-ed” 
  • On rainy days, when your marathoning a series, Anti will be in the background of the show; waving or dancing ridiculously. 
  • At serious scenes; he can usually be seen making outrageous faces at the actors. You can’t help but laugh,
  • Although you try to hate him, you can’t help but adore Anti. It’s a tiring and irritating friendship but you wouldn’t want anything to be different between the two of you.  

Originally posted by bekadmfb

Darkiplier: 

  • I hope you like a friendship with a lot of flirting. Even though you two aren’t sexual towards each other, it doesn’t stop Dark from winking and speaking seductively towards you.
  • This makes people mistake you two as a couple. You don’t really complain, but sometimes Dark makes it difficult to make new friends. 
  • “You don’t need them, (Y/N). I’m all you need”
    “That would be true, if you could hold a decent conversation that wasn’t always about you” 
  • Dark likes to insult you. But you can see the hint of a smile whenever he says something. 
  • You throw it back at him with as much sarcasm as you can muster. He likes your sass. It challenges him to be on his game when he’s around you. 
  • You’ve witnessed his outbursts personally. But even though Dark has said some violent, horrible things about Mark; Dark is rather placid when you’re around him. 
  • He’s been pushed back and ignored for long periods of time, he likes to be around someone who acknowledges him. He doesn’t want his anger to frighten you away, but sometimes you do get caught in these outbursts. 
  • You wait patiently until he’s calmed down. Then make a little comment on the way his head jerks around. 
  • “So, do you get whiplash? Or are you like an owl under that suit?” 
    “Ask nicely and I’ll show you.”
  • Although he wouldn’t apologize, he is grateful you don’t ask about his behavior. Saves him from having to explain himself to a incompetent fool. ;) 
  • He also likes to play games. Sometimes you don’t even realise you’re part of one until you find yourself in another dimension because you took a wrong turn. 
  • “Tsk, tsk. You should have taken a left, (Y/N). Now you have to try and escape the Third Circle of Hell to return to the bathroom.”
    “If you don’t send me back right now, I’ll show you all Nine Circles of Hell!” 
  • He’s rather affectionate towards you. He’ll give your hand a squeeze as he passes.
    If you’re feeling uncomfortable in a public place, Dark will come up behind you and place his hand on the small of your back.
  • But previous mistakes have taught you that this attention has a price. 
  • He’d never ask anything big of you. Usually he’ll ask you to drive him somewhere, or accompany him to a certain location. Sometimes you “treat” him to dinner on Tuesdays.
  • But you are still very careful of what you ask of Dark. He remembers even the smallest favors. 
  • There are times, however, where he does nice things out of nowhere. 
  • You had a bad day during a work-week and you crumpled under the pressure. Dark found you in a sobbing heap on your bed and sat beside you. His hand gripped your own and he consoled you through the tears. 
  • Once your tears were dried up, he ran you a bath and almost drowned you in rose scented bubbles. 
  • It had been a shock to you. But a nice shock.
  • In the middle of the night, while you’re walking through the house to get a glass of water. You sometimes find a glass of cool water waiting for you in the hallway. 
  • You mumble a thanks to the shadows and stumble back to bed. 
  • Sometimes you feel the blankets pull up under your chin on cold nights. 
  • Other times, Dark will wake you in the early hours of the morning because he was lacking intelligent conversation.
  • Dark also likes to give you nicknames. 
  • They’re small and almost demeaning, but you don’t really mind. It’s better than fool or imbecile. (A name a certain family member is called frequently)
  • “Kitten, have you seen my tie?”
    “You’re wearing it, Dark. Are you blind as well as emotionless?” 
  • It’s a weird friendship. One people would first look at and question. But the two of you have many fond memories and the laughter you two share are contagious. It’ll be hard to tear the two of you apart. 


I hope you guys enjoyed this!

Seventeen Instagram Live summary 22/2

  • Seungkwan, Woozi, Seungcheol, Wonwoo, Vernon, Josh, Mingyu
  • Seungkwan and Wonwoo with Instagram sunglasses
  • Woozi spanking Wonwoo (yes this did happen 100%)
  • “Woozi I love you” (Seungkwan reading a comment), Woozi replies with “Love you” in English
  • “Yeah we’re live baby”- Vernon (in English)
  • “We just finished our concert in Yokohama, we miss you so much” – Josh (in English)
  • “I love you so much, I MUST SEE YOU. MUST. I WANT TO SEE YOU. I SO LOVE YOU” – Mingyu (in English omg this cute pup)
  • “Follow and like and view and you know” – Vernon (in English) telling us to follow Seventeen on insta
  • Wonwoo and Mingyu sliding off their sunglasses to wink
  • “We’re gonna keep uploading ‘moody’ photos”- Vernon (in English)
  • “We’re gonna keep doing insta live, hope you guys show a lot of interest” – Josh (in English)
  • “Green tea chocolate”-Seungkwan (in English)
  • Seungcheol feeding Vernon matcha kitkat and dropping it but still picking it up to eat
  • Seungcheol told us to on the “insta alarm for seventeen” so that next time they go on live we can get the “ding ding”- Woozi (HAHAHA he made a notification noise)
  • Josh and Vernon telling us in English to on the notification.
  • “Notificatioannnn, our communicatioannnnn”-Seungkwan (in English omg ahahh)
  • “Is it not ending?” – Seungkwan , pulls a face
  • “End live video?” – Seungkwan (in English)

Summary of 21/2 live here

Been wanting to draw this all day! I had the idea when watching Mark play ‘Bendy and the Ink Machine’ which looks super cool! I’ve always watched older cartoons as a child, and it helps that my style is super cartoony itself!

Forgot to add Tiny Box Tim, but now that I look at it I wouldn’t even know where to put him honestly. Guess beside Mark would be good, but I’m already done so nah. Maybe next time Tim

Also, I called him Tooniplier ;w; Alternate/Transparent versions below!

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I was bored so I decided to ask the lovely @fatpandasims if she wanted a sim… so I made Artemis. Hope you like her! (ノ・ω・)ノ I’m probably just going to make another one for you because I am not entirely happy with her.

Artemis Hunt

Edit: I really love making Sims so, if you ever want me to make one for you, hmu.

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CONGRATULATINS KIM SEOKJIN!!!!!

Jin just graduated from Konkuk University. Despite his VERY busy schedules, the comebacks, the award shows, live performances/concerts, photoshoots and others, he graduated.

I believe he must be super sad right now as he can’t attend his own graduation ceremony, something that he worked hard for himself, on his own, can’t celebrate it with family and siblings. Even Jimin said so, that he must be pretty upset but pretended to be okay with it. But I hope he’s feeling okay and happy as his 6 bangtan dongsaengs are there to congratulate him. 

 If you feel like giving up in studying, you might wanna take him as an inspiration. Also, it’s okay if you cannot graduate on time. Nothing to be ashamed of and as long as you manage yourself, take care of your mental health, I hope you guys can keep up with your study. Fighting! 

Again, Congratulations Kim Seokjin! 🎉👨🏻‍🎓 Be happy and stay healthy! I hope you and the rest of the bangtan get to rest well and thank you for all of your hardwork. I love you.

I really hope the rumors about Efi building Anchora are true because I would 100% want to see a giant Omnic tank gushing about how great their creator is.

“Have I told you guys about Efi? She won a Genius Grant. She’s so talented!”

Anochora’s emote would just be them pulling out their wallet and showing everyone pictures of Efi.

Please Blizzard, please give me an “older sibling” Omnic who loves their creator so much instead of an actual child solider

I Don’t Care//Riverdale Imagine

Jughead x reader

Request:// Anon asks: “I was wondering if you could do a Riverdale imagine? Like the reader is Reggie’s sister, but completely opposite from him she’s sweet and all. And she and Jughead are like together and Reggie finds out idk you can choose the ending.”

A/N:// Thank you anon for requesting! I had fun writing this imagine for you and I hope you like it!

Originally posted by kevinkeller

Originally posted by theultrabitchmobile

When you found out that your boyfriend was homeless, you immediately offered him your home. Though he was resistant, given you were the sister of the guy who seemingly hates your boyfriend, and the risk of your brother finding out was high. But none of that mattered at the moment. The only thing you cared about was your boyfriend Jughead Jones.

“You know, I don’t have to stay here.” Jughead started, leaning against your door frame watching you tidy up your room, which he would be staying in as there is a less of a chance for your brother finding out. “Trust me Y/N, I can find somewhere else.” 

“Don’t be silly, Juggy. I am not letting you live in the streets, having no place to go.” Y/N said as she stopped picking up dirty clothes and turned to her boyfriend. 

“You do know, if Reggie finds out, we are both dead right?” Jughead points out with a smirk.

“I don’t care what Reggie thinks, he doesn’t control my life.” Y/N started, walking up to Jughead. “Besides it’s not his call to make if you stay here or not, or that we are together. My parents know you’re here, though it took a little bit of convincing, they know how much I care about you. To hell with Reggie. As long as you are safe.” You ended your speech, your hands cradling Jug’s face with a loving look in both of your eyes.

“You are definitely not like your brother.” Jughead adds with a genuine smile and wrapping his arms around your waist, which makes you smile.

The day was becoming night and you and Jug were laying on your bed, the end credits of a movie rolling from your laptop screen. It was actually quiet in your house, Reggie - who is the cause of most noise in your house - out with his friends. At least you thought. You and Jug were just cuddling peacefully on your bed, enjoying each other’s presence that neither of you noticed the front door opening and closing. The peacefulness soon ended when your bedroom door bursts open.

“Yo sissy, have you seen my-.” Your brother, Reggie abruptly stops when he notices the other presence in your room, making you and Jug jump apart from each other. “What the hell are you - his words laced with disgust - doing with my sister, Wednesday Addams?” Reggie angrily acknowledges Jughead.

Jughead didn’t have the time for a witty comeback for Y/N had stepped in. “Jughead is my boyfriend and is staying here for a while.” Y/N responds strongly, her brother looking at her like she went crazy.

“What the hell Y/N?! Him of all people?! Him. No way in hell, get out of my house and stay away from my sister!” Reggie screams, looking at Jughead dead in the eye.

“No! No Reggie. He is not leaving this house or me! Whatever weird hatred you have for Jug needs to stop. I love him okay? And you can’t control me! Mom and dad know and is okay with him staying here. I don’t care about your stupid grudge against him, I care about him! And if you all of a sudden want to be a good brother, you can respect me and the decisions I make. Or you can leave me and Jug the hell alone!” Y/N finishes her rant, both men in the room looking at her shockingly. She may be Reggie’s sister, but she is not like him.

Reggie is at a loss for words as he stands in Y/N’s room. His mouth opening and closing for a few moments before leaving the room, shutting the door quietly.

Y/N sighs as she turns toward Jughead, who stares at her with love in his eyes. He walks up to her and kisses her passionately, leaving Y/N breathless and before she can speak, Jughead beats her to it.

“I love you, too.” Jug says, looking into her eyes and she remembers declaring her love for Jughead during her rant. It was their first time saying it.

With smiles on both of their faces, Jughead brings them into a hug, both knowing there will be more ‘I love you’s’ in the future.

“Today Jin-Hyung graduated from his university, but he couldn’t go to the graduation ceremony. So knowing his personality he’s probably very upset… even though he’s pretending like he’s not” - Jimin

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Hurt Me, Cure Me

Characters: Dean Winchester, Reader

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Reader

Summary: Dean and the Reader have a toxic relationship but they can’t seem to get enough of each other.

Word Count: 1.5kish

Warnings: Angst, Smut, Pinch of Fluff

Author’s Note: Heyy guys! This is my entry for @paigeinastory‘s “Country Song/Sentence Prompt Challenge”. I got the song “Playing with Fire” by Thomas Rhett ft Jordin Sparks. I also got the quote “The pain burns yet we always come back for more.” I hope you guys like this one!!! *hides face* also, special thanks to my boo @deanxfuckingadorablexwinchester for making the aesthetic for my fic!!



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Tainted Love (part 2)

Summary: Soulmates are supposed to be a wonderful thing, that is until you find out who your soulmate is. You guessed it, Lance “The Fucker” Tucker.

Pairing: Lance x Reader

Warnings: swearin’

A/N: I’m so glad you guys like Tainted Love so far! Here ya go :) As always, I’ll fix any mistakes in the morning.


After watching Maggie’s routine, Lance claps his hands and turns to the blonde. “Hope. Office. Now.”

With a frustrated sigh, she follows him to the office and shuts the door behind her, waiting for him to rant on about how Maggie can do so much better. But, he didn’t.

“Well, she’s as good as gold. You’re not shit after all Hope.” Lance smiled at her. “Oh wait - you are.”

Hope rolled her eyes. “Shut your whore mouth.” she snapped. “And why did you bring me in here if you were going to tell me that? I thought you were gonna chew my head off or something.”

“I brought you in here because of her.” he nods his head over to you. “Who is she?”

Hope glances back at you, watching as you high five Maggie for doing a good job before starting a conversation with Ben.

“She’s my best friend.” Hope says, turning back to Lance. “Why?”

He shrugs, hoping to play it cool. “Nothin’ I just wanted to know who she was. She seems nice.”

“She is, but she can be a bitch if she needs to be.” Hope tells him and his eyes are now focused on you.

The way you smile, the way you tuck away your hair behind your ear, all make you seem so perfect. It was insane for Lance to be thinking like this because, well, Lance never thought about anyone like that. He had this foreign feeling inside him and he’d never admit it out loud but he kind of liked it.

“Give me her number.” he turns to Hope with a serious look in his eyes.

Hope’s face contorts. “What the fuck, no.”

“Why?”

“Because she’s my best friend and I won’t let her be another notch on your belt, asshat.” she snapped. “She’s too nice of a person to deserve what you’ll do to her.”

“Oh, and what exactly will I do to her?” Lance folds his arms across his chest as he glared at the blonde in front of him.

“You’ll lead her on to believe you actually like her, fuck her, then throw her aside and move on to your next victim. You won’t care about her feelings because all you can care about is yourself. It may not look like it, but she’s a sensitive girl, Lance. And I won’t let you fuck her up.”

Lance watches Hope exit the office and walk towards you and Ben. With a sigh, he gathers his things and exits the office as well.

“Well she’s clear.” he spoke, joining the small group. “I expect great things from you, Maggie.”

The happy brunette smiles and nods before Lance looks at you. “It was nice meeting you, Y/N.”

“Nice meeting you too, Lance.”

He held eye contact with you for a bit and Hope didn’t like it. So, she shoved him. “Leave already, dick breath.”

Lance smirked at her. “Oh, you would know all about what dick breath smells like, wouldn’t you?”

“Fuck you.”

“You already did.” Lance chuckled at Hope’s annoyed expression.

With all that being said, he leaves the gym, flustered and with you on his mind. So consumed in his thoughts, he accidentally hits his head while getting into his car.

“Ah, shit.” he groaned, holding a hand to his head, completely unaware that just behind those gym doors, you stood holding your head as well.


3 days. It’s been 3 days and Lance cannot get you out of his head. 3 days and not once have you left his mind. He had to get in contact with you somehow. It was driving him insane.

But how? Hope wouldn’t give him your number. Ben probably had your number as well but being for the fact that Lance had fucked his girlfriend, he doubted that he’d give him it.

With an exasperated sigh, he throws himself down on his couch. He didn’t know anything about you, but he wanted to. When he saw you, it was different from when he’d see other girls but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. Why did you have this effect on him?

Getting up from the couch, he decided to ease his mind of you and go out to the bar. Getting shitfaced sounded amazing, he could really use a drink.

Over on your end, Hope dragged you out to the bar. Karaoke night. Every karaoke night the two of you would get completely shitfaced and sing A Thousand Miles by Vanessa Carlton because it was in your favorite movie, White Chicks.

While on stage, singing your heart out with Hope by your side, you hadn’t noticed Lance walk through the bar door. At the sight of you, he smiled. Mostly because he got to see you again and you were making a complete fool out of yourself.

Lance took a seat at the bar, ordering a drink as he watched you and Hope finish up the song, followed by loud applauses and hoots and howls. While you were walking off the stage, you had accidentally hit your knee on the speaker box, resulting in both you and Lance to tend to your knees.

Lance’s eyebrows knit together as he rubbed the spot on his knee before looking back at you. Coincidence, right?

Right?

Lance never cared about the whole soulmate thing which was why every time his soulmate tried contacting him, he’d either ignore her or tell her to leave him alone. Besides, if he ever met his soulmate, she’d probably want him to settle down with her and that just wasn’t Lance’s style. He didn’t want to be on a leash. He wanted to be free.

Gulping down his drink, he decides to join you at your table with Hope and Ben.

“Hi friends.” he smiled, gathering the attention he wanted from the 3 of you.

“Stalking me? Pfft, that’s low, Tucker. Even for you.”  Hope scoffed, rolling her eyes.

She was way out of it. And by the looks of it, so were you.

“In your dreams, Hope.” Lance responded, adverting his eyes to Ben. “This doesn’t look like your type of scene. What are you doing here?”

“I come to keep an eye out for Hope and Y/N to make sure they don’t do anything too stupid. I also take them home. Well, I take Y/N home, Hope lives with me so-”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I didn’t ask for your life story buddy.” Lance cut him off. “Tell you what, I’ll take Y/N off your hands.”

“What?”

Lance rolls his eyes. “I’ll take Y/N home so you have one less person to take care of.”

At this, Hope perks up. “No. There’s no way in hell I’d ever let you take my bitch home.”

Main bitch.” you correct, causing Lance to chuckle.

Hope glares at Lance. “I know what you’re capable of and I will not let you take advantage of-”

“Slow your roll,” he spoke up. “Now I know I’m a pig but I wouldn’t go as far as to having my way with a woman when she’s completely shitfaced. I thought you knew me better than that, Hope.”

Lance dramatically pouted and Hope groaned.

“We were having a nice time until you showed up.” she huffed.

“Hardly.”

“It’s cool if he takes me home, Hope. You know I can defend myself, sober or not.” you insert yourself into the conversation that seemed to be all about you.

“Yeah, she can defend herself, sober or not.” Lance grinned, smacking on his mint gum, knowing how irritated Hope got when he did that.

Hope placed her head in her hands. “Ugh, fucking cut it out before I murder you.”

“Cut what out?” he asked, continuing his actions.

“I’m gonna-” Hope lunges for him but was pulled back by Ben. She struggled to get free from him so that she could fuck Lance up but it was no use.

“I’m ready to go home now.” you announce, deciding to get out of there before Hope literally killed Lance on the spot.

“Good choice, let’s go.”

You gather your stuff and give Ben a hug. “I’ll call you tomorrow, Hopi.”

She threw threats towards Lance as the two of you made your way outside and into his car. And then it hit you. You were in a strangers car. You would never ever do something like this but for some reason, you trusted Lance fully despite only meeting him once. You got a weird feeling when you were with him. Like you two have known each other for years. It was comforting yet weird.

Upon arriving at your house, Lance brought you to your bed and tucked you in, making sure you were comfortable.

“You good? You need anything else?” he asked.

You hummed in response, turning on your side and curling up in a ball. You had muttered out a thank you before soft snores escaped your lips. You were out. Lance let out an exhausted sigh and left your room. He’d usually leave a girls house as soon as possible but he wanted to make sure you were alright in the morning. So, tired as hell, he fell asleep on your couch.


You woke up groaning. The hangover you were experiencing was probably way worse than any of your other ones, and you’ve had many hangovers.Kicking your sheets off your body, you drag yourself into the kitchen, being met with a tired looking Lance.

“Woah, what are you doing here?” you question. “Wait.. We didn’t..”

“No, god no I would never take advantage of you like that.” he groaned. “I took you home last night and it was pretty late and I was tired as hell so I slept on your couch. I meant to leave before you woke up but I guess I slept in.”

You noticed he was massaging his temples, like he had headache and decided to ask him about it. “Do you have a headache?”

“What? Oh, I guess. I just woke up and my head was pounding. I tried looking for some painkillers but..” he trailed off.

“They’re over here.” you say, opening a drawer and pulling out a bottle of painkillers.

“Thank god.” he breathed, walking towards you with his hand out.

You give him two and get two out for yourself as well before putting them away. “Yeah, I needed some too. These hangovers are unbearable.”

At this, Lance looks up at you. His head was hurting, as if he had a hangover. But he only had one drink at the bar and he surely wasn’t a lightweight so he couldn’t possibly gave himself a hangover. Were you his.. Soulmate? No. You couldn’t be. There’s no way!

But was it really that impossible? There’s only one way to find out.

Lance bites his lip and takes a deep breath before pinching his side very hard. You let out a yelp, nearly dropping your glass of water as your hand went flying to your side. The same exact side Lance had pinched.

Coincidence. This had to be a coincidence. Lance tried again, this time pinching his upper arm and you reacted, hissing at the pain and rubbing the spot. He couldn’t believe it. Now it made sense why he felt the way he did when he saw you. You were his soulmate.

Holy shit. You were his soulmate. That means-

“Ah, shit.” you make eye contact with Lance. “My soulmate keeps pinching himself. That or he’s being pinched by someone. Either way it hurts.”

All Lance could do was nod, still not believing what he had just found out.

“Speaking of soulmates,” you continued. “I hate to intrude but have you found yours? I haven’t found mine yet which sucks because everyone around me already knows who their soulmate is.”

Lance gulps. “um.. Yeah.. Yeah I’ve found mine already.”

“Really? Who?” you couldn’t help but ask.

Lance didn’t want to say anything just yet but his mouth moved faster than his brain did. “You.”

His words hit you hard and your head began to spin. “W-What? There’s no way.”

You didn’t want to believe it. Lance Tucker was your soulmate? Pfft, no way!

“I’m telling the truth.” he says. “Think about it, you have a hangover and suddenly my head hurts too.”

“Coincidence?” you wanted to force yourself to believe that.

“Look.” he say, pulling up the sleeve of his jacket. “I apologize in advance.” Lance squeezes his eyes shut as he pinches the skin of his arm harshly, causing you to feel it as well.

“Ow! Stop it!” you shout, holding your as just as he stops.

“Do you believe me now?” he breathed, rubbing the spot on his arm that he had just pinched.

“I-I can’t.. No.. I-” you stumble over your words before making a beeline for your room, shutting and locking the door. You pick up your phone and frantically scroll until you find Hope’s number, calling immediately. She answers on the fifth ring.

“What the fuck Y/N? Why are you calling so damn-”

“Shut the fuck up and listen Hope.” you cut her off.

“Okay, I’m listening. But I don’t know what could be more important than-”

“Lance Tucker is my fucking soulmate.”

Hope went silent.


A/N: This wasn’t as eventful as I hoped it’d be but here ya are :) tell me what ya think!

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Girls I can’t believe we’re finally getting on this trip, I remember how we were joking about going to Rio for Carnival 2 months ago 😂 I’m hella exited and can’t wait to spent the best time with you guys.
YAAS WE’RE GOING TO BRAZIL! Please don’t get jelly about that - we’ll make you feel like you’re with us with posting our daily adventures 📷
So I hope the weather in NY gets better while we are away and you don’t miss us too much. Yours Truly @itsmishamisha @siobhanchap @amberphoenixx @caratempelton and of course me ✌💕 

A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Kiss Me (3)

[A/N: Last chapter for today! If you go to my page you’ll see that I’ve left a little question asking what you’d like to see in the following chapters! (I don’t want to spoil anything but the chapter after this one will have kind of Jughead POV scene or scenes)

I’m really enjoying writing this one but obviously I want you guys to enjoy it too and I want to write the kind of stuff that you want to see! I hope you enjoy this one guys! Also I love it when you guys leave comments, it really makes my day (read that as: I need constant validation to ensure that I am happy). 

Also see if you can find the Fall Out Boy lyrics in this chapter! (Hint: It’s not very subtle)]

Word Count: 1870

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Champagne

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Summary: Your best friend for years is going to leave town to accomplish his dreams, but you have one last thing to say before that happens.

Words: 550

Warnings: Fluff and some low-key angst

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A/N: I think I’ll make a series out of this, what do you think? Making little drabbles based on In The Heights Lin-Manuel Miranda’s first musical aka my fave, with no relation between each other. Hope you guys like this!!

Feedback is always appreciated, enjoy! xx

“You oughta stay.”

Dean looked up from the wooden porch floor to find your eyes, brows furrowed in confusion.

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It's A Date // Seo Johnny

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the prompt: I would like to request a teacher x student with Johnny being the new college professor falling in love with his a student.

words: 1169

category: fluff + drabble

author note: just a lil johnny drabble! i think i’ve gotten the most johnny requests out of everyone so i hope you guys like this drabble.

- destinee

Originally posted by ohbaibeeitsyou

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When your professor entered the room, you hastily hid your phone under the table. Your earbuds were hidden up your sleeve and behind your hair, so that you could listen to your favorite music during the boring history lecture you had to attend once a week.

One earbud out, you half-listened to your professor announce something about an intern coming in for the next few months. You rolled your eyes. Last time an intern came in to teach, it was the most sleep-worthy semester you had ever been a part of. But unfortunately you had to stay awake in order to pass, which resulted in the longest semester of your life.

These interns were young. Weren’t they just in the exact position you were in a year or two ago? Shouldn’t they be a bit more empathetic to you and your fellow students?

“Hello, I’m Johnny Seo. I’ll be your new teacher for this semester.”

Your eyes snapped to the new teacher you would have to get used to. If tall, dark, and handsome had a name, you were sure it would be named Johnny. He was extremely tall, and his skin was smooth and tanned. The handsome part was on a scale of it’s own.

He had a larger face, but it didn’t take away from his attractiveness. His eyes were wide and beautiful, surveying the room. His lips… his neck… you averted your eyes and tried catch your breath. He had to be at least two years older than you. Of course that wasn’t much, but where he was on the seniority scale surpassed you.

Time to stop thinking about your new teacher as if he was your future boyfriend. You resumed your previous position of pretending you were writing notes when in reality, you were just drawing ugly stick figures of yourself.

You prepared yourself for his voice to start droning on in that way that history teachers do. Instead, he spoke with a zealous tone in his voice.

You did have to admit that his excited voice surpassed the boring tone you expected. You even found yourself chuckling from time to time as your new teacher made a joke.

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Johnny was already nervous about his first day at the university. After all his efforts to become a college professor, he was finally going to have an entire semester to practice his teaching skills. The opportunity he had been given was an amazing one. If he messed this up, he might not get another chance.

So he got dressed in a nice suit, along with the lucky tie his mother had bought for him at his graduation. He made sure his hair was cut and brushed back properly. His lesson was prepared and he practically had the whole thing memorized.

He was ready to teach.

Then he scanned all of the student’s faces and his eyes landed on you. The corners of his lips turned up to see you hastily hiding your earbuds behind your hair. He could remember just a few years ago when he was in the exact same place.

His eyes trailed over your face a bit longer than usual, noticing the little things about you like your small button nose and light pink lipstick.

“Hello, I’m Johnny Seo. I’ll be your new teacher for this semester.”

Your gaze finally met his and your lips parted. Johnny felt himself smirk as your eyes slowly drifted up and down before blushing and turning away to resume your note writing.

He began his lesson, feeling his confidence grow as he spoke. Especially when you laughed at his jokes, boosting his spirits.

He would have to find a way to thank you.

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During lunchtime, you decided to spend lunch in the university’s canteen before you went home.

As you ate your lunch, the chair across from you scraped, announcing the arrival of another person. You looked up.

Your new teacher was sitting across from you, setting his own lunch on the table. “Can I sit here?”

“Sure,” you replied, trying to be calm. “How are you, Professor Seo?”

He cringed, “Oh please call me Johnny. I can’t be two years your senior.”

“How old are you?”

“I’m twenty-four.”

“I’m twenty-two.”

“See? Two years. Told you.” His smile was even beautiful up close.

“So, what brings you here, Johnny?” You took a bite of your food.

He shrugged, “I thought I should thank you. You probably didn’t notice, but you helped me stay calm during my lecture today.”

“How so?” Your eyebrow rose.

I don’t know,“ he shrugged. “I guess you reminded me of me when I was in college. You know, listening to music and doodling in class.”

You ducked you face down, “Sorry. I don’t particularly like history.”

“I understand.”

“And yet you teach the subject.”

“Well, it’s how I felt about science,” he explained. “I could listen to history lectures all day.”

“You must be the life of the party,” you said, shooting him a smile.

“Oh, I definitely am,” he replied, tapping his fingers on the table between you.

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The next week, you were somewhat surprised to find yourself looking forward to your history lecture.

You got there early, passing Johnny to get to your seat.

The teacher, who had been anticipating your next meeting even more than you had, stood up. “Hello, Y/n.”

“Johnny, I cannot talk right now,” you said tiredly. “I just got up from my nap and I can barely think straight.”

Johnny laughed as you rested your head on the desk. “Do you want some coffee?”

You looked up. A styrofoam cup of office coffee sat on Johnny’s desk. “Isn’t it yours?”

Johnny shrugged, “It’s from the faculty lounge. I haven’t had any yet, so it’s yours if you want it.”

You wordlessly held your hand out for it.

Johnny placed the cup in your hand. “Can’t have my favorite student falling asleep in class, can we?”

You took a sip of coffee before looking at him in surprise. “I’m your favorite student?”

“Sort of?” A blush crept up his neck and he turned away from you to get back to his desk.

“I’m flattered, but I can’t say your my favorite teacher.”

“Why not?” Johnny asked, pouting slightly.

You downed the rest of the coffee in one gulp and winced. “How much creamer do you need in your coffee? I feel like I just drank a glass of hot milk.”

Johnny rolled his eyes, “Well I’m so sorry for not meeting your coffee needs.”

“You should be,” you scoffed jokingly. “I can’t believe you: generously offering me coffee and yet you can’t even prepare it the way I like.”

“Well, how about to make it up to you, I take you out for coffee after this lecture. You can order it any way you like.”

You sat up. It was now your turn to blush. “Um, okay.”

Johnny grinned, “So, it’s a date?”

“It’s a date.” You agreed, returning his warm smile.

~the end~