but im lazy so this is what happens

Gavin first meets Michael as he’s being thrown out of a bar after being caught pick-pocketing. Gavin made the rather stupid mistake of trying to take the wallet of a guy three times his size, with no backup, no weapon on him, and only his drunken impulses to guide his actions. The huge guy felt his sloppy hands, grabbed Gavin’s wrist, and threatened to beat him to death. Gavin would insist later that he was already making a plan to get out of it, already spinning the starts of lies in his head, the start of a flashy smile. But if he’s being honest he was scared. He was young, he’s been in this trash of a city for all of three months, and he has no way out of this.

“Hey!” A voice calls besides Gavin and he looks to find a short curly-haired man who couldn’t be much older than himself, freckles spattering his scowl. “The dude is like eighty pounds, leave him alone.”

The man gripping Gavin’s wrist turns to the other, his snarl getting deeper. “Fuck off, this is between me and the twink.”

The strange savior insists again he find someone his own size to pick on. The giant again tells him to fuck off. At some point a punch is thrown, the police are called, and Gavin and the stranger get shoved out the back entrance being told to never come back.

“Thanks for that,” Gavin chirps to the stranger, holding out his hand to shake. “I would’ve been ok, but thanks for the help anyway. The smegpot looked outright mean.”

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

Prompt idea: trimberly hanging out at the coffee shop for a date and Kimberly's fake friends start talking shit. And trini's like :)))))) "square TF up son." And Kimberly's like "Tini, babe don't fight people" ya.

This was very hard, and is probably really bad but here you go!

tw: minor homophobia and racism

“No Trin! Get your hands away from it, the glazed donut is mine!”

Kimberly swatted Trini’s hand away, Trini giggling as Kimberly exclaimed, a small smile spreading across her face. They had decided to go on a a café date instead of going to Saturday detention, which they both knew would bite them in the ass later, but they couldn’t care less. They hadn’t been able to spend much time together lately, other than sneaking into each others rooms late at night. Trini and Kim both missed being able to see each other every day, but since Rita attacked Trini, leaving horrible marks across Trini’s skin, something that caused waves of anger and rage to flow through Kim’s body, and massive dents in Trini’s wall, Trini’s mother had buckled down on her, much more protective and manipulative. So they had decided to skip, and eat donuts and laugh, and just be carefree, a feeling that they cherished much more lately.

Trini went to pick up her fork, a mischievous glint in her eyes, a knowing smirk spreading across her lips. Kimberly squinted her eyes, a playful smile on her face, as she grabbed her fork with lightning speed, and stabbed at the donut, her hand being swatted by Trini, who in turn, started moving the napkin which the donut laid on top of sporadically, her eyes trained on Kimberly. Their little game went on for at least a couple minutes before Trini lunged at the donut, her fork lodging into the table, as she yanked back, and stuffed the entire donut into her mouth. Trini smirked victoriously, her cheeks popping out. Kimberly wanted to pout and act all sad but she couldn’t help but smile at how cute Trini looked, like a little chipmunk. Kimberly giggled as Trini struggled to swallow the donut, Kimberly giving her a look, which said ‘you deserved that’.

Kimberly was still smirking at how cute Trini looked when she heard the cafe door open, the familiar bell ringing, and shutting. Both girls didn’t pay much attention to it. Kimberly was to focused on Trini chugged her coffee, trying to wash down the donut, but then Kimberly heard the sound of heels hitting the hardwood, and the smell of overly expensive make up. Kimberly didn’t want to look up, she didn’t really care, but Trini started to become smaller in her seat, her defence mechanism, one that Kimberly knew all to well. Kimberly tilted her head slightly, and she could see her ex cheer mates, Rebecca and Amanda, her fellow queen bees, or at least the queen bees, seeing as nobody on the cheer team of football team would look at her, unless they were bad mouthing her. She made eye contact with Amanda, Kimberly’s eyes holding a fiery glint, her jaw tightening. They held eye contact until Amanda scoffed and looked away, her eyes setting on Trini, who was trying to make herself smaller, memories about mean girls at her previous schools washing over her. Kimberly clenched her jaw, taking Trini’s hand in her own, squeezing it, the other girl opening up a little more, returning from her shell. Trini could see the fiery glint in Kimberly’s eyes, but she could also see the guilt and remorse, remembering the horrible thing she had done. Trini started rubbing the pad of her thumb across Kimberly’s knuckles, wordlessly calming the girl down, reassuring her.

Kimberly and Trini both tried ignoring the other girls, trying to enjoy the time they had together, but that was quite hard when the two girls had super hearing, being able to hear all the rude and mean things the cheerleaders were saying about them, specifically Kimberly.

“Shouldn’t she be in detention, with all the other freaks?”

“How much do you think she hates herself after everything that happened?”

“Probably a lot considering she’s hanging out with the new dyke.”

With each insult, Trini’s could feel her hands clenching, and Kimberly wanted to say something, wanted to yell at the other girls, but she didn’t want to cause more trouble than she already had, so tried to stay quiet, she tried not to pay attention, but Trini on the other hand, she was not having any of it. Trini’s hands clenched once more, trying to conceal her rage, but her attempt failed as she finally said something.

“Try saying that to our face!”

Trini yelled, jumping out of her seat, her hands balled into fists. Luckily for them, the cafe was quite empty, but the few people who were inside bowed their heads away, trying to ignore Trini, who was radiating anger. Amanda turned towards Trini, tilting her head in curiosity, a devilish glint in her eyes. Kimberly knew that look all too well, she knew what was to come, and it wouldn’t be good.

“What did you say to me, bitch?”

Trini visibly shrinks, stuttering slightly, as she tries to step back, to get away, to run, to escape. Kimberly feels her hands clench, Amanda and Rebecca could taunt and bitch at her, but Trini was strictly off limits, Kimberly knew that Trini wouldn’t be able to take Amanda on, seeing as the cheer leader could ruin her life, but Kimberly wasn’t about to let that happen. She decided against smacking or yelling at Amanda, even though her entire body was telling her too, so she just grabbed Trini’s hand, pulling her away.

“Let’s go.”

She mutters, hoping that Trini would listen, neither of the girls wanting to stay near Amanda and her lackey, or start a fight. Trini pushed past Rebecca, who knocks Trini of balance slightly, another wave of protectiveness rushing through Kimberly. They are about to walk out of the shop, but Rebecca says something that makes Kimberly stop dead in her tracks.

“I wonder when she’ll get deported.”

Kimberly stoped, even as Trini tried to pull her away. Trini had heard the racist slurs before, the “go back to your own country” and the “just wait until he builds the wall” most of the time she ignored it, knowing that her retaliating would cause more trouble than good, but Kim didn’t know that, didn’t know how many times Trini’s family had faced the racist comments and threats, and how many times Trini had to walk away, making herself smaller every time. Trini could feel Kimberly’s hand clench around her own, she wanted to do something, to yell, to scream, to wipe the stupid smug look of the Rebecca’s face. Kimberly turned around, her eyes glaring daggers at Rebecca.

“What the fuck did you just say!?”

Kimberly yells, the astonished rage radiating from her body. Trini held on tight to Kimberly, trying not to say anything, but she wanted more than anything to retaliate. Amanda scowled at the both of them before brushing them off.

“Why don’t you just go run off with your girlfriend, lezbos.”

Trini didn’t know what she did next, she just reacted, all the pent up aggression shooting through her as she turned around, bringing her hand up, backhanding Amanda square across her cheek, the sound radiating through the silent cafe. Trini stared in awe at what she did, as well as Kimberly, who reacted quicker than Trini, yanking Trini’s arm, pushing them through the door, both of them running away from the cafe, but not without hearing Amanda yell something along the lines of “YOU’RE GOING TO HEAR FROM MY LAWYER” or something else a spoilt, white, brat would say.

The girls ran away as fast as they could at a normal pace, not wanting to look suspicious, once they were far enough away, they slowed down their pace. A quiet, astonished laughter erupted from Kimberly, as she commented, slightly out of breath.

“That was not how I expected our date to go.”

Trini chuckled slightly, still quite in awe of what she did, she had never stood up for herself like that before. Trini didn’t say anything, staring at the ground, which Kimberly noticed, asking her warmly.

“Are you okay?”

Trini just chuckled and stated, laughter bubbling in her throat.

“We are so utterly, fucking, screwed.”

Kimberly started laughing, a little surprised, but she couldn’t help the feeling of satisfaction she felt as Trini hit Amanda. She knew it was not the right thing to do, but she was proud that Trini had been able to stand up to the girl, knowing that Trini had never been able to do it before, as well as laugh it off. Silence filled the air around them, as they took in what happened. They knew that the following monday, they would face a lot of shit, but right now they didn’t care, so they just laughed it off, everything else fading away.

Anthony Ramos x reader ~ Red Lipstick {smut}

Warnings: SMUTTT HA!, Papi kink, jealous!Ant, slight choking, swearing probably uhhh that’s it I think

A/N: I apologise in advance for my horrible attempt at smut, even though I haven’t even written it yet HA + my english, since im german lmaooo and sorry that I made everyone wait so long for this I’m a lazy cunt okay BYE

___

“This is it, I give up.”

Here you were, about to be Maria Reynolds (and Peggy) for the first time after Jasmine left. You could hardly believe what you heard when Lin came in a while ago to inform you about your promotion from being an understudy. But you weren’t the only one who was thrilled to find out. Your ever so supportive boyfriend Anthony, who also happened to have a double role in the play, had been helping you get ready for your big moment, too. And today was your time to shine.

You angrily snapped the top of your red lipstick back onto the little stick of pure evil, removing the product from your lips and started applying it again. You were so concentrated on making sure it was right, that you didn’t notice your boyfriend sneaking into your shared dressing room and sighing when he closed the door.
“Y/N, it looks fine, you gotta be out there in 7 minutes”, he said, slowly walking over to you. He took hold of your hips and started rubbing small circles through the red dress.
You shook your head and pried his hands off of you.
“No, Papi, can’t you see I’m busy. I’m not going to mess up my first big show.”
Anthony mumbled something inaudible and opened the door again, turning back once more to wish you luck. You knew he was going to wait next to the stage anyways.


You were nervous to say the least, but the second you felt Anthony’s hand drop from the small of your back when you walked on stage, every thought slipped away and you were finally able to get into character completely. Lin had left the cast a week prior and Javier was in charge of playing Hamilton, which made the whole sexual choreography a bit easier. Anthony wouldn’t be jealous, you thought, Javier was gay.

So while you were up on stage, kissing him, slowly guiding J’s hands up and down your body and letting your head fall back onto his shoulder, you missed Anthony glaring at the two of you. You had left him quite aroused after he had caught you with the red lipstick. And being angry and horny is an interesting combination.


After your performance of ‘Say No To This’, you went to check on your boyfriend, who was now sitting patiently in your dressing room, waiting for you to return. His face was unreadable, but his erection was very visible through the fabric of his pants. You grinned, “You know, Javier is really good at kissing women, doesn’t that surprise you?”

Anthony growled quietly, but you acted like you didn’t hear it, turning to face him and continuing.
“Papi, you have to be on stage in 5 minutes, what are you still doing here?”, you said innocently, standing in front of your mirror again, this time removing your lipstick completely so it wouldn’t smudge and quickly took off your dress, getting into your outfit for the ending later.
Your boyfriend got up slowly, but he didn’t say anything until he was right behind you, leaning in so his lips brushed over your ear when he spoke.
“That’s enough time to get you all warmed up and squirming until I’m back, baby girl.”
You shivered under his touch on you, moaning softly when the warmth of his body pulled away. He smirked, pulling on your arm so you were looking at him. Anthony kissed you deeply, you responded with the same force and felt him staggering backwards until you two reached the couch, you straddling him. Then suddenly you felt the hand that was on your ass before release it and your wrists getting tied together behind your back by some shirt Anthony had found. He bit your bottom lip softly and you felt your panties dampening, when he flipped you around so you were the one with your back on the tiny couch. Your boyfriend pulled away briefly and took in your body, making you shiver with anticipation.
“Too bad I can’t undress you, but I can make you wait for it”, he whispered, and started pulling down your pants and underwear at the same time.

“Oh, you’re already so wet for me baby girl, and i haven’t even done anything.”

Your boyfriend quickly slid two fingers into you, making you moan loudly. His one hand went up to your throat, and he pressed down on it lightly, choking you so you wouldn’t be able to make as much noise. “We don’t want anyone to hear us, do we?”, he said winking. Anthony sunk down and latched his mouth onto your clit, toying with it and slamming his fingers into you at the same time. “Fuck, papi,” you managed to say, before he came back up to kiss you. You both fought for dominance for a second, but the kiss was cut off by the announcer yelling ‘RAMOS, YOU’RE UP!’ through the door. Anthony sighed, pulling out his fingers, making you whimper, but Anthony held them up to your mouth and watched you lick them. He smirked and waved his hand almost mockingly, as he mumbled “Oh no, now everyone’s gonna know how hard you made me”, but just loud enough for you to hear. You followed him with your eyes as he slipped out the door, locking it, leaving you helpless and half naked. You groaned, knowing it would only take about 2 minutes until he got back, but you were still not having it. As you tried to calm down you thought of Anthony being hard on stage right now, so you listened to the soft music playing the live show and you could swear his voice sounded a bit strained. You smirked knowingly and leaned back, simply waiting for him to get back and finish what you started.

For the new followers or people that dont know yet

First of all, WHO is WHO

WHAT HAPPENED?!

So now, both of them are stuck in the void where they interact with you.

Why did all that happen? 💧🏱⚐✋☹☜☼💧!!

But yeah, thats basically whats going on here, is this an AU? idk man, its just an askblog with a lazy mun. Dont question it, enjoy it.

anonymous asked:

ummmm..... I LOOOVE YOUR WORK (≧∇≦) YOU ARE SERIOUSLY SUPER TALENTED! Are YOU A GENIUS???? Sorry for caps...(´-`)If you don't mind, may I request an hc about the RFA + minor trio mistaking mc's twin for mc? Maybe they see her twin with another guy, so they ask mc about it or something... I just love love love your writtiiinngg~~~ I can write whole page! It's all so good that I they're all my favorite! (´Д` ) Sorry if its unclear/bad grammar... Bye(・◇・)/~~~

RFA + MTrio React to Mistaking CM for MC

Omg pls you guys are feeding my ego so much
And don’t worry about your grammar!! Grammar is the hardest part of any language, I cry when I speak anything other than English cause “How do say this” 

Ok anyways

Some of these are going to be those totally cliché “Secret Twin” scenarios that are kind of angsty but I’m gonna try some more lighthearted ones too because I feel like the “I SAW YOU WITH ANOTHER MAN IM LEAVING YOU!!!1!1!” “Babe thats my twin” scenarios have been used quite a bit and I don’t want to pump out something that’s already out here

If you decide you want those scenarios instead though then let me know! Because if you just happen to reallllly like that specific case then I’ll do a short drabble focusing on that

Also sorry in advance for the Choi twin ones, I just feel like they would know about MC’s twin and I the writing for them isn’t up to par with the others but I didn’t want to postpone posting for much longer because of it.

Ok I talk too much lets go

Yoosung:

  • He’s walking by a cafe near campus when he sees you sitting across from another guy
  • He stops dead in the side walk and stares in the window
  • At first he thought you were maybe just..discussing something? With some guy? Who you never told him about…?
  • No he didn’t think that at all his brain went straight to the worst but he couldn’t bare to think it so he came up with every excuse in the book.
  • MC’s a spy and they have to kill this guy
  • He’s a new RFA recruit???
  • He’s a dealer and MC’s buying drugs
  • MC is secretly a vampire and just trying to eat this guy
  • Every thought bubble he had was popped when you leaned over the table and planted a kiss on the mans cheek
  • Yoosung heard his heart-
  • rrrng rrrrng rrrrng rrrng
  • He was going to say breaking but apparently his heart rings when broken?
  • He looked at his phone and your Caller ID was up
  • “Huh?” He looked from his phone to the window, where ‘you’ were still sitting and talking with the strange man
  • He answers the phone, voice a little shakey “H-Hello?”
  • “Yoosung? Hey! Sorry to call but on your way home can you grab soup. I’m feeling like soup for dinner tonight.”
  • ….
  • “Yoosung?”
  • “MC…how are you doing this?”
  • “…Doing what Yoosung?”
  • “Are you a vantrilaquist?”
  • “Yoosung pls just what the fuck are you talking about”
  • “I’m staring at you through a window having coffee with another man…but you’re on the phone with me.”
  • “1. Yoosung that’s creepy that you’re staring at two strangers 2…”
  • His phone beeped and he looked down to see you sent him a picture of you sitting on the couch with a controller in hand, soda on the table, blankly staring at the camera.
  • He snapped a picture of the ‘you’ in the window and sent it back
  • “Yoosung that’s my sister and her boyfriend you egg”
  • “Your sister???? What???”
  • “I told you I had a sister!”
  • “NOT THAT YOU GUYS WERE TWINS”
  • “I assumed when you met her you’d be with me…not that this would happen. This is some TV style mess.” You chuckled, feeling a little guilty. Reflecting on it, you probably would have been upset too if you thought a look a like Yoosung was putting the moves on someone else “So……soup?”
  • “Yeah babe of course, what do you want?”

Jaehee

  • She was at the cafe making -cue Savior Meme going and making a post about Jaehee owning a musical theatre instead- a new brew when you walked in
  • She sees you and casts a warm smile and a “Hey Honey”
  • The person Jaehee thought to be MC cocks their head, slightly confused, but brushes it off as Jaehee being a very friendly Barista
  • The copy cat you stands at the counter, waiting about a minute before Jaehee realizes their presence at the spot
  • “Dear, what are you doing?”
  • The customer furrows their brows and responds slowly, somewhat confused “Ordering coffee…”
  • Jaehee chuckles, amused at you playing customer. She just shakes her head and walks over to the register
  • “Alright, what’ll you have?”
  • “I’ll have an iced Mocha with extra cream no sugar.”
  • Jaehee scribbles it on a cup and gets to work making the drink “Weird choice for you. Didn’t think you were a fan of  mocha, you always seem to prefer vanilla”
  • “I do?” 
  • “Yes silly, you always ask for French vanilla flavoring.”
  • “I ne-” Before your clone can respond though, Jaehee has finished up the drink and handing it over
  • As ‘You’ take the drink, Jaehee leans over the counter and plops a quick kiss on your cheek
  • ‘You’ are frozen on the spot
  • Jaehee opens her eyes to see why you’re suddenly so frigid towards her, but when she opens them she can’t help but glance behind you and see…YOU??
  • “MC?” Jaehee jumped back looking between you and your look a like.
  • “MC?” Your twin turns to you, face still flushed from their sudden kiss. “Is this the surprise you had for me??? A super friendly barista??”
  • “Surprise???” Jaehee exclaimed, still looking between the two of you. “Wait you’re not MC???”
  • Finally you stepped in to clear the confusion
  • “Jaehee! This is my twin …. CM. CM, this is my new Cafe that I run with my girlfriend!”
  • “Girl..friend.” CM turns to look at Jaehee, at the same time the two of them realize everything that just happened concerning the confusion.
  • “I am so so so so so so so so so sorry” Jaehee can not stop apologizing no matter how many times CM says it’s ok.

Zen

  • It was  opening night for his new show
  • He was pumped
  • Sure because of the show, but also because you had shot him a text earlier that day that you were going to bring your sibling. 
  • Zen had yet to meet anyone in your family, so he was excited that you were going to start introducing him to them. It showed how ready you were to spend your life with him and that just made him giddy.
  • So after the show was over he couldn’t wait to find you
  • He scanned the crowd and eventually spotted you in the crowd with a bouquet of roses
  • MC is so sweet he hummed to himself
  • That was his sole moment of calmness before the storm
  • He watched as his coworker walked up to you and started chatting you up. Zen was on the other side of the auditorium, trying to push his way through the flock of people set on congratulating him, so he couldn’t run to your rescue as fast as he liked.
  • He was frustrated but he knew you could handle yourself
  • At least that’s what he thought until his fellow actor’s hand found it’s way to your hand, where the thumb gently brushed back and forth. 
  • Zen’s face turned red, and the shade only grew deeper when he saw his douche bag scene mate’s mouth turn into a cocky looking smirk.
  • He found superhuman speed and agility to push through the crowd and end up right behind you, where he wrapped his arms around you tightly and pressed a long kiss to your cheek
  • “Honey, there you are.” Zen sounded so sweet while his blazing red eyes stared daggers into the green ones of his coworker.
  • “Zen? This is your girlfriend?”
  • “Yes, this is my girlfriend MC.” Zen squinted at the guy. How dare he pretend not to know, Zen only pointed out MC every time she came to a show. Every time she picked him up from rehearsal. Every time-
  • “You said your name was CM” The Actor turned a confused stare to the person in Zen’s arms
  • “I-” They tried to say but
  • “CM?” Zen questioned, he spun them around only to realize “You’re not MC.”
  • “No I’m” Cm tried to say
  • “Zen!” You interjected as you ran over to the 3. “Sorry, I had to run to the bathroom. CM thanks for holding the flowers. Speaking of which, Zen I see you’ve met my twin”
  • Zen’s face turned bright red with blush this time
  • He turned to his fellow actor and CM and started apologizing profusely 

Jumin

  • He knew you had a brother….or…a sister? …or both?
  • He lied he had no clue, he just knew you had some sort of sibling.
  • He was unaware it was a twin
  • A twin who worked as an assistant for a company but was looking to switch, so when they saw C&R was hiring a new chief assistant, they threw an application in
  • So here is Jumin, just sorting through some applications when he sees
  • “CM PlayerPants” 
  • He smirks at the paper, seeing all the information filled out is yours. Your home address, the general store you lived near, your school, graduation, etc.
  • Your picture was even you, just you in a suit and looking very hot professional
  • Now lets face it you and Jumin did some kinky shit sometimes
  • Sometimes your love life together involved role playing
  • Jumin was surprised at how much effort you put into this, but he wasn’t going to spoil it. 
  • He types in the phone number, it’s not your usual cell number, what did you get a prepaid phone just for this?
  • He was in awe with your dedication
  • Rrrng rrrng rrrng
  • “Hello?” Your voice answered
  • He couldn’t hide the smirk on his face “Hello there, Kitten.”
  • “I-I’m sorry?”
  • “Oh my bad” He corrected himself “Hello there, Ms. Playerpants. This is Jumin Han from C&R calling about your application”
  • “Oh! Uh, Hello! Yes, what can I do for you? Does it need any clarification?”
  • “Oh no no no, I think I read you loud and clear.” He lazily flipped through the pages of the resume in front of him
  • “Oh..ok. Is this about the position then?”
  • “Yes” A smirk found it’s way to his lips “Speaking of which, what is your favorite position?”
  • “Excuse me? I don’t think I understand?” The voice on the end was clearly taken aback. Damn, you were making him work for this.
  • “Well I figured I’d give you a say in the matter tonight since you put sooo much work into this. So Kitten, tell me, what would you like to do tonight? Maybe I’ll buy some toys on the way home an-”
  • “WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU????” Click.
  • Jumin just stared at the phone confused. He shrugged it off because his desk phone went off, and when he answered it was his father calling him to a meeting. Jumin resolved to just handle whatever happened with you when he got home
  • After a long work day he came in the door to see you waiting for him. “Hello Kitten.”
  • “Hey Babe, how was work?”
  • “Good, aside from this strange phone call I made today” A small grin on his face
  • “Oh?” You cocked an eyebrow.
  • “Yes,” He purred as he walked over and started rubbing your shoulders “I thought I had found a new assistant”
  • “OH!” You exclaim, jumping up and remembering something “I forgot to tell you this morning! My twin is applying for the chief assistant job, it completely slipped my mind.”
  • “Your…twin?” Jumin cocked his brows now
  • “Yes! CM!”
  • “C….M” Jumin was quick to catch on to his mistake “Oh my god”

Seven

  • Lets face it
  • You guys may be sick of hearing this but 
  • He knew
  • Of course he knew
  • He stalked the ever-loving-shit out of you
  • He saw photos of the two of you together
  • He insists on you and your twin joining him and Saeran out for lunch all the time
  • You guys have the certified Twin Club in his brain
  • The 4 of you spend so much time together Seven can tell the slight difference between your hair and your twins. How your twin is about a centimeter taller. Your eyes are a little more wide.  He knows. 
  • Which is why he isn’t caught off guard when your twin and you show up in the same room
  • He’s not confused when he sees CM out kissing someone 
  • He knows
  • He loves it
  • #TwinSquad

V

  • His eyesight is so bad he has mini heart attacks once a week thinking he sees you out in public holding hands with someone else
  • Over time he stops freaking out, he starts to recognize you easier, which means he can play ‘Spot the Blurry Difference’ a little better when you two aren’t together
  • Until one day he’s on set doing a photo shoot for a Modeling company that requested his help
  • And he sees…MC? With a headset on ordering some people around to do this and that.
  • The voice is the same. He knows MC’s voice damn well. 
  • And that is MC
  • “MC..” V quietly calls out but with no answer.
  • ‘MC’ Disappears into the crowd of models
  • What the fuck. How could you not tell him? He was a little hurt you never shared your work life with him. Was this where you were when the two of you weren’t together? Did you think he wouldn’t be impressed because he usually focuses on more artsy photography??? Did he say something??? MC please why don’t you love hi-
  • “Hey Hun!” 
  • MC!? V whirled around to see you, but you were talking to one of the models, very flirtatiously he may add. Your hand on their arm and a sweet, sweet smile on your face as you looked at them. He could see that much.
  • He felt his heart break a bit, how could you pretend not to even see him?
  • No. No this couldn’t be you. 
  • Jihyun Kim trusts and loves you and refuses to believe you’d be evil *cough*LikeHowHeTrustedSnakeBitch*cough* 
  • He marches well marches as good as you can while visually impaired up to ‘MC’ and taps them on the arm.
  • MC turns “Can I help you?”
  • “I’m sorry, but you look extremely like a friend of mine. Her name is MC-”
  • The set director in front of him suddenly seems much more friendly “Oh! That’s my twin! Wait, are you V?? MC mentioned they were dating a photographer I didn’t realize it was the one we hired for today! Oh, I’m sorry, Hello I’m CM!”
  • Relief. So much fucking relief on V’s heart.

Vanderwood

  • Neither you nor Vanderwood were aware that Seven was being devious today
  • He had been scarce all day, leaving the two of you to go through the day in overall peacefulness. You guys had spent a bit of time together, but eventually you got up to start cleaning and doing some chores.
  • Yep that’s all normal
  • Until you suddenly walk in the door you did not leave out of
  • “MC?” Vandy stared at you as you looked at him, then walked straight back out the door you just came in
  • Then you walked in the door he thought you originally left from.
  • You crossed the room and into the hall, out of site. He was left a little slackjawed and confused
  • Then you entered from the door he just saw you enter from. Wait what
  • “MC how-”
  • You giggled and ran out another door
  • Only to come back from the hall
  • “OK LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK”
  • His outburst made you jump
  • “Vanderwood wha-”
  • Two doors behind you silently opened, and two almost carbon copies of you peaked their heads through and shushed Vanderwood
  • He was speechless and just violently pointed trying to get you to turn around, but by the time you did the copies of you were gone
  • “What in the fuck-”
  • “Vanderwood what is-”
  • “Yeah Vanderwood why-” An MC copy asked running in from the hall
  • “What’s going on?” Another one said coming in from a room
  • “What the” You looked around and Vanderwood was rubbing his eyes like crazy trying to get whatever form of psycho out of them. 
  • Upon further inspection, you realized one of your clones didn’t look like you aside from the fact they were wearing your clothes and had on a wig that looked like your hair “Seven?”
  • “You got me! Lucky~~Aha~!” Seven cheered pulling the wig off
  • “So who is-” Vanderwood looked to the last copy
  • “Oh, I’m CM! I’m MC’s twin. 707 asked if I would help him out with a little prank and I couldn’t say no” Cm giggled.
  • You all had a good laugh
  • Except Vanderwood

Saeran

  • Ok, you guys might hate me for this one
  • But
  • I feel like he also knows
  • I feel like Seven has told him, and dragged him out on the #TwinClubDates
  • There’s no way Seven wouldn’t constantly talk about you 4 being goals
  • He takes group pictures of you guys all the time
  • He shows Saeran photos of CM constantly asking if he and Saeran look more alike than MC and CM
  • Buuut
  • Even though Saeran knows, he’s totally fucked up before
  • I bet he’s accidentally kissed CM before when MC’s in a spot then leaves only for CM to be left standing somewhere close to where Saeran last saw MC
  • He’s definitely had to play the “Which one am I dating” game when you two first started going out. And he has failed and accidentally grabbed Cm’s hands, causing you two to giggle despite Saeran’s obvious saltiness
  • I’m sorry. This one is really weak but I don’t really have any ideas for it because I feel like Saeran wouldn’t make a big slip up since he’d know MC had a twin cause of Seven. 

freezing--fire  asked:

Not to be rude or anything, but that was the end of the comic? It was cute, but kinda anticlimactic. Is there going to be anything else? Because I really love this AU and I can't wait to see what happens.

shit youre right, theres some missing panels

now thats an ending!

forever gravitating towards the random old asshole mage elves with precious little information about them i’m done go on without me

hnfflepnff  asked:

not a headcannon but what if peter quill had been a girl?? I like to wonder about the difficulties yondu would've had raising a girl lol, I feel like his days would be little more stressful

The awesome person above asked for gender-swapped Peter, and they got it!
———————————————–

It’s been about a month since her 15th birthday when it happens. Peeta stares in mild horror at the blood on her sheets among..other things.

She hurries into the showers before any of the others wake, and cleans up, before dragging her bedding to where they do the laundry and quickly taking care of the stains.

She sits alone in the mess later that day, freaking out completely to herself, trying desperately to remember if she’d gotten nicked on any recent raids.

‘Is..is that normal? Do Terrans just..randomly do that? Ok, calm down-calm down, you’re just making yourself worse.’

She tries to remember if mama ever did anything like this..but instead of answers, she just finds herself slumped over on the table in tears.

Kraglin comes and sits down across from the crying teenager, asking what’s wrong with her. Peeta manages to blubber out ‘Mama’ before sinking back onto her arms again. Her fellow Ravager kind of just..awkwardly reaches across the table and pats her on the head.

She spends the rest of the day trying to hide the continual bleeding while in various states of emotional distress.

The next morning, she wakes up in awful, unbearable pain, and doesn’t get out of bed on time. She’s two hours too late by the time she hears Yondu’s stomping footfalls down the hall.

“QUILL! Y'ALL BEST BE GETTING OUTTA THAT BED RIGHT QUICK, OR TONIGHT I’LL MAKE SURE COOK’S PUTTING TERRAN ON THE MENU!”

As his shouting grew nearer, she just coiled in on herself even more, wanting either everything to go away, or for Yondu to just put her out of her misery.

Suddenly the door to her bunk slides open and everything is too much. Too bright, too cold as Yondu rips her sheets away from her, chewing her out all the while.

“C'mon! Get up, you lazy little-…Peeta?”

Yondu stared at the girl in shock. At the pool of blood surrounding her. How she was clutching her middle in obvious pain. He quickly knelt down to her level, attempting to turn her over so he was facing the side he assumed the injury to be on.

“Quill? Quill! Girlie, come on, what happened? You tell me who did this and I’ll kill ‘im!”

Finally, after much grappling, Yondu managed to flip Peeta onto her other side and get her to uncurl herself long enough to check for injuries.

She fought him the entire time, but he managed to pry her hands away from where they were glued to her hip. He found no apparent source to the blood on the bed.

“It hurts at yer hip, but I don’t understand it, Peetie, I can’t find where you’re bleedin’ this bad from..-”

Peeta suddenly caught her second wind and began to sit up in the bed, wincing at the ebb and flow of each wave of new pain. She panted lightly as she began to talk.

“Da-..” She stopped herself short. That had almost slipped out far too often lately.

“Y-Yondu..bleeding..I’m bleeding from..down there.”

The centurian paled, but his face flushed nearly simultaneously.

“Um..Girlie, if you don’t mind my asking..from where down there?” He asked sheepishly.

“Number one.” Peeta groaned, balling her fist and jabbing it into her left hip.

And suddenly it clicked. It occurred to Yondu that Terrans must be one of those species that..expell..certain biological material.

“Uh..Quill, I’d hate to break it to ya, but this is actually..normal. At least for yer species. And if this is the first time it’s happenin’ to ya..well, then I expect you’re in for a rude awakening. Because it’s gonna keep happening. Although I don’t know exactly when next. I’ll give ya some restin’ time till it stops. Bout three days.”

“Wait!! What do you mean, you don’t know?!”

“You’ll just have to keep an eye on how long it is til the next one once this one ends. Next time ‘round, I’ll get you some suppressors to deal with the pain and break down the rejected blood before it leaves ya.”

“That’s a thing?”

The Ravager king nods.

“Then for the love of God, get in touch with a dealer, because I don’t know if I can keep going through this.” She gripes at him, flopping dramatically down onto her bed. Yondu laughs halfheartedly.

“Sure thing, Peetie.”

I instinctively drew Phil because I can’t fall asleep ヽ(ー_ー )ノ

Please don’t repost (reblog instead) or remove the caption, it ruins my soul :#

anonymous asked:

I quit my first study after 3 months because of a burnout. The next year I wanted to start easy again so I did a study beneath my level for a year. It didnt satisfy so I started uni after that year. Now when I tell people my age and that im in my third study, they give me this "ew youre dumb/lazy/undiciplined" look..I dont want to tell them about my burnout, cus thats really personal, but I feel really down when it happens. Im working really hard in uni but people always assume the worst, right?

I’ll be blunt here and say don’t let anyone make you feel inferior about your choices in education. They have no say in it. They don’t know what you’ve been through and, with my small understanding of your situation, your decisions were completed warranted. I’m sure each time you did serious thinking about it. I don’t think it’s a decision you’ll have made lightly. You shouldn’t feel like you have to justify your choices to anyone, no matter what they might be thinking. I’d agree people assume the worst. In a way, I feel it’s them trying to feel superior to you. I know in my journalism classes, people were dropping out/changing majors in the first few weeks of the semester and everyone sort of had a smug look as if they were generally smarter/more suited to the course because other people were leaving. When I changed majors and dropped the journalism class, I had a girl message me a question on Facebook about an assignment and then correct herself by saying “oh wait. you dropped out.” In the way she said it, it made me like I wasn’t good enough to stay in the course and she was judging me for that. To me, she assumed that it was “too hard” for me when in reality, I’d spent weeks debating whether it was really the career path I wanted. I think in this instance people assume a lot about you by your choices - generally that you’re not as smart as them. But honestly, I think if you’re able to make those really important decisions about your education/career, mental health, etc, you’re the better person. As I think now, it was 100% the best choice for me. No matter what that girl, or anyone in the course, thought. I’m sure you know deep down that everything you did was to benefit you and with that I think you shouldn’t be bothered by anyone else’s opinion xx

Lazy Day~Jack Maynard

A/N: this was requested like a million years ago but bc im trash im writing it now. sorry if this isn’t what you wanted but i havent written smut in forever and im a sinner so it was time.

     I woke up on my day off hoping and wishing for a beautiful sunny day, full of warm weather and fun plans. Then I realized that was not going to happen. I jumped out of the bed and opened the curtains to nothing but gloom and sadness. I shuffled back to the bed and sulked. Good ol’ London just didn’t want to cooperate. I looked over to the other side of the bed to see if Jack was still asleep. Funnily enough, he wasn’t. I had to admit, I was surprised. On any average day, Jack was a fan of hibernating during the day and being a nocturnal energetic bean for the 8 hours he was up. For some reason, today was different.

     I made my way to the living room where I saw my boyfriend in nothing but sweatpants. Laptop in hand, cereal to the side, and completely focused, I knew he was editing. I plopped down next to him, staring at him until his attention gravitated towards me in any way. “Just 2 minutes and-” he began, his eyes glued to his screen. “9 seconds.” I took a peek at his screen to see the video. “A collab with Conor,” I said. “Gotta bring in that revenue somehow.”

     “Oi!” he exclaimed. “This is quality brother bonding.”

     “I’m sorry, what was that?” I asked jokingly. “Quality content? Bills? As in dollar bills?” He just rolled his eyes and scoffed. “Clearly,” he retorted sarcastically.

     “I’m glad you finally admitted it,” I said with a smile. He leaned over and gave me a quick peck. “30 seconds,” he said, turning his attention back to the computer. He then clicked a few times and closed his laptop. “So, now that that’s out of the way, whadya wanna do?” he asked.

     “I have no idea if I’m being honest,” I replied glumly. “Have you seen it out there?”

     “Yeah,” he said in an equally non-enthusiastic manner. “Weather app says it’ll be like this all day.”

     “Well what do you suggest? Maybe a lazy day?”

     “I mean… there’s one thing I’m thinking of.”

     “And that is…?” Jack just looked at me, giving me a smirk. “Oh,” I said finally understanding. “I’m always down for that.” He leaned in to kiss me, and I followed. We began to make out on the couch, him on top of me. I moved things along by grinding my crotch against his. He moaned into my mouth and I smiled triumphantly. I sat him up as I placed myself onto him and straddled his lap. I continued to grind on him, feeling him get harder underneath me. I was getting wetter and wetter in return. I broke our lips apart to take off my shirt, then his. Even though I stopped grinding, he continued as I unclasped my bra and threw it somewhere else.

     I stood up, and Jack almost whimpered after losing the friction. I took off the rest of my pajamas and underwear as Jack watched me intently. I pulled down his sweats and began to tease him. Pumping my hand slowly, I lined myself up over his dripping cock. “Jesus fucking Christ (Y/N) don’t tease me anymore,” Jack growled. I smirked and inserted his hard on. Almost immediately, he began to pound into me. I was seeing stars, moaning like a mindless zombie. I was bouncing up and down as Jack drilled me. 

     Just as I felt myself climbing to my climax, Jack stopped. “What the f-” I was about to complain when Jack smacked my ass. “On your hands and knees,” he demanded as he pointed to the other two cushions on the couch. I complied, and I felt his hands rest on my hips. Without warning, I felt him re-enter me and I was on my way back to seeing the whole galaxy. He began to smack my ass as he went in and out at an extreme pace. What felt like both hours and seconds later, I was cumming like never before. Jack followed almost immediately, but was having an equally strong orgasm. 

     After we both calmed down, we both collected some of our clothes and returned to the couch. I went to our bedroom, grabbed a blanket, and put it over both of us. We took a well deserved nap, then put on some dumb movie we mostly made fun of and overall ignored while we cuddled and ate some Domino’s. “Best lazy day ever,” he said, snuggling closer to me.