but well i hope you like them anyway

how to study as a busy student

i personally go through this a lot because i have to balance saturday band, honor band, auditions, performances, history club, national history day with school and nonexistant friends. so here u go, friend!! this is my advice to keep up with your (busy) studying!! ha see what i did there im so funny

1. have a planning system. this is a no-brainer. but honestly you’re going to need something to help you keep track of all your deadlines AND your afterschool activities. it doesn’t have to be expensive or fancy; heck it can even be on your phone. but make sure you’re keeping track of everything.

2. use all the time you can to do your homework. if you’re really behind or you have a lot of homework and not enough time to do it at home, do your homework when you can during school. this does NOT mean trying to set the world record for fastest writer while your teacher is collecting the homework. this means on the bus, waiting for your food/the bus/your friends, those down periods during and between classes, during sports practice, and even during lunch. however do NOT make a habit of this!! i get that its a lot, but please still try to have a life!!!

3. set aside a day a week to solely catch up on school work, and another day just to relax. i usually have saturday as my school work day and sunday as my day to relax and prepare for the week. this may seem contradictory, seeing as you may have sports practice or rehearsal on saturday or something. but think of it this way: you’re already going to be working your butt off that day. you might as well keep that flow going and get all your school work together and catch up on any missing assignments. you can also use that sunday off as your motivation to work hard because youre being rewarded with a completely free day.

4. do your homework on friday. please. just do it. this kind of follows the same concept as above: you have school that day anyways, so keep working your hardest. now, if you have no friends like me, this’ll be easy. but if you have plans on fridays (which you should, seriously, go out), stop working 1-2 hours before you have to go somewhere. you can continue any work you havent completed on your catch-up day.

5. drop one or two things. this sounds really painful!!! but being in a lot of extracurriculars and having a nice application/resume is not as nice as your mental health. not being able to balance too many things at once will stress you out and make you sick. like, i used to be in drama club and i also had piano class on wednesdays. once i got older, i realized that these things looked nice on my honor society application, but i didnt have time for what really mattered. (plus i didn’t rly like them anyways.) if you can work your way around it, fine. but otherwise, keep the things close to your heart and drop what you absolutely don’t have time for.

6. if worst comes to worst, talk to your teachers. they will understand, if you’re struggling to be a well-rounded student and keep up your grades at the same time. this doesn’t mean lie or use your teachers as an easy way out. but rather, if everything becomes too overwhelming, talk to someone.

i really hope that helped @ the original anon who asked me this question! sorry this was so late! i’m quite the busy student myself hahaha

Inktober 07 - Planets.
Stay strong, you can do it.

Me and Mary are doing Inktober half and half! (Check out Day 6)

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Originally posted by shirtlessthomas

chris evans x reader (smut)

warnings: smut, dirty talk, tattoo kink? NSFW GIF. 

prompt: small discussion of tattoos leads to smutty goodness.

a small yawn left your lips as your head rested on your boyfriends chest, the curtains were drawn closed leaving you in a dimly lit room, the only noise surrounding you was your breathing and the sound of his steady heartbeat by your ear. you and chris had been dating for two months but having time together or even alone was a rarity considering his line of work, not that you minded, you loved spending time with sebastian and anthony as well as visiting his parents. his mothers cooking was to die for and you couldn’t stop yourself from melting whenever you saw how they interacted, it was no secret that he was an absolute mammy’s boy.

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Truth May Vary

Yes, hi, excuse me, passing through, dropping crap all over the fandom. 

Hi. So, I did the prompt! @pink-paladin-lance hope you like it, tho I didn’t made it as angsty bc I craved fluffiness and well, …yeah. Hope you like it anyways!

Ps. Long Post. So yeah! No warnings? Just mean aliens, psh. 

Nothing much to say? Enjoy! 

Disclaimer: Voltron doesn’t belong to me and the idea come from @pink-paladin-lance (:

Edit: ….Did i fixed it the damn problem or? 


“Alright! Another win for Voltron!” Hunk shouts animatedly as he wraps an arm around Keith’s shoulder, shaking him as he cheers, “Did you guys see how Keith dodged that laser beam when one of the Galras tried to sneak up on him? Keith, buddy, that was amazing! You totally flipped them!”

Keith laughs as he takes off his helmet and brushes Hunk’s praise off. “What? No, come on! Are you kidding? Were you even present when your Lion completely crushed that rock and saved the entire village? Because I was and it was out of this planet, man.”

“Okay, guys, but I think I speak for everyone that the best part was when we formed Voltron and we completely destroyed that Robeast because Shiro’s plan was on point!” Pidge cuts in, grinning behind her shoulder to meet their leader, “If it hadn’t been for your quick thinking, the battle would have taken a lot longer.”

Shiro chuckles from his place besides Allura and waves the compliments off with a hand. “No way. The plan was a success because your plants held the Robeast long enough for us to make a move, Pidge. You have been improving a lot since the day we found of about your Lion’s power.”

Lance watches from the sidelines as he stands besides Coran, a few feet away from the team. He smiles fondly as he hears them cheer and praise each other, their adrenaline and enthusiasm that always come from a winning battle still running through their blood.

“Wait, wait, but did you guys notice when Lance –” Keith’s sentence is suddenly cut off when the Prince of the Royal Family from the Kingdom they just saved clears his throat abruptly, catching everyone’s attention and making Keith’s proud grin to dim, replacing it with a frown.

“On behalf of my people and my Mother, I would like to express our gratitude towards the brave Paladins of Voltron who saved us today and forevermore, for it is their duty to defend and serve this Universe from the claws of evil.” The Prince says, voice high and powerful.

He stares into each of the Paladin’s eyes before they fall on Allura. “Princess Allura, please, as a thank you, allow us to escort you and the entire team to our Castle in order to present you an exquisite and well deserved banquet in your honor.”

Allura smiles and opens her mouth to respond but Lance’s voice beats her to it.

“Sure, dude!” He shouts happily, walking a few steps until he’s standing beside Allura and Shiro. “A banquet is always appreciated! I mean, Voltron really kicked some serious ass today if you know what I mean.” Lance can hear the way his team groan and chuckle at his words, too used to Lance’s cocky facade and he can feel Allura’s playful smack of her hand on his ribs.

Lance’s grin fades when the Price stares down at him unamused and something inside him drops unpleasantly.

“Blue…Paladin, of course.” The Prince says, a bore and uninterested tone on the back of his tone as he forces a rigid polite smile, “While I agree with you on the fact that Voltron surely won this battle by their own hands, I have to ask…”

He pauses, letting his words linger in the air as he takes a step towards Lance and clicks his tongue.

“Why are you on the team? I’m sure that your … talents, if you even have some, can be of much assistance back in the Castle.”

Lance’s smile falls and he hears the way someone behind him takes a sharp intake of breath but Lance doesn’t bother to turn around to found out who exactly.

“Well, I am the Blue Paladin. I have to be where the team is, of course.” Lance says, mouth twitching in what he hopes to be a smile but ends up being a grimace.

The Prince clicks his tongue once again and shakes his head as if in disappointment. “Ah, my apologies, Blue Paladin. I had just assumed that you were just filling the spot for the time being until the true Blue Paladin claimed the title.”

Lance doesn’t need to turn around to know what’s happening behind his back. He can feel the tense air that has settled on the team. He can hear the hard shallow pants from Hunk’s end as the Yellow Paladin tries to suppress the urge to lunge at the Prince. He can hear the soft faint sound of Shiro’s arm activating itself along with Keith’s bayard. He can even feel Pidge’s deathly glare that goes through him to get to their target that is the Prince.

He feels the grip of Allura’s hand on his suit tighten and the way Coran’s hand find its way until it’s resting on his shoulder.

But the Prince doesn’t. He doesn’t see, feel or sense any of what Lance does because they are not his team, they are Lance’s.

The Prince continues.

“No offense, Blue Paladin, but I had actually thought that Princess Allura here was the rightful Paladin for the Blue Lion. Having her leadership and power aside, she seems to be such a good fit for the title.”

Lance doesn’t disagree.

“Of course, I might be wrong. After all, there must be a reason why you are fighting besides Voltron itself. I speak out only because I believe your talents have been blurred by being surrounded by such powerful people and I’m merely concerned about the efficiency in future battles, thinking that your efforts may not be good enough –”

Lance can’t even come up with a response because suddenly there’s a body rushing past him and then Keith is standing there, pressing his Marmora Blade against the Prince’s neck.

“Would you like to say that again? Just to make sure I have the right motive to make you regret those words?” Keith hisses, face inches away from the Prince’s.

“Keith.” Coran calls, sharp and with a hidden warning, “Step back from the Prince, right now, Young Paladin.”

“But Coran –!”

Right now.

Keith growls but ends up taking a step back, his scowl deep in his face as he glares at the Prince from a distance.

“Prince Yult,” Allura says, voice tight and on edge as she releases Lance’s suit and takes a step forward, “While we appreciate your hospitality, you have no right to –”

“Princess Allura, if I may?” Lance cuts off, quiet but firm as he raises his chin high, staring at her evenly.

Allura stares right back, eyebrows furrowed in confusion before she nods.

“Prince Yult.” Lance addresses respectfully and waits until the royal nods at him before he continues, “I can understand your confusion about my position as a Paladin and your concern around the topic. My team’s talent and power is unmeasured and it’s not something anyone can live up to.”

“Lance…” Keith mumbles behind him but Lance continues.

“Which is why I must ask of you, not to doubt my team’s efficiency based on their one weakness that is me.”

“Lance, that’s enough.” Shiro snaps, low and dangerous but Lance doesn’t stop.

“Rest reassured, your highness.” Lance smiles, tight and forced, “That Voltron shall continue winning more battles and I will not be a liability to the team.”

“Buddy, come on, stop –”

“Now, if you excuse me, your highness.” Lance says, cutting Hunk’s plead short, “I shall take my leave. I’m sure the rest of the team would love to meet the Queen, but I sadly need to go back to the Castle and stand guard.”

Lance doesn’t wait for an answer. He turns around, ignoring the way Keith reaches out to him and how the rest of the team calls his name.

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Batfamily NSFW headcanons

Well, here it is. Because of the nature of the questions, IT IS NSFW, so if you’re uncomfortable with that, do not read, I have PLENTY of other work that aren’t NSFW at all that you can check ;-) (right here, my masterlist blog : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com). Anyway, I’m not great at writing headcanons so thought I practice a bit…hope you’ll still like it :

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The Goodies-

Bruce Wayne

  • What turns them on?

✶When you touch him inappropriately in public. Especially at charities, galas and other balls. It drives him crazy the way you do it so sneakily so that no one but him notice. It’s a sure way to convince him to go home earlier. 
✶Seeing you putting someone in their place with your wits and sarcasms after they’ve been rude to you…Oh he lives for this, and will have trouble to concentrate on anything else but wanting you. 
✶Your smile. Your laugh. The way you light up his dark World.
✶That man has a thing with lifting your skirt slowly, and putting your panties aside. He couldn’t even tell you why, he just loves it. And obviously, it instantly turns him on when you let him.
✶Knowing that the emotions he feels for you can outlast the orgasm you both had. Oh yes. Knowing he’s loved, and can let go with you. 

  • What turns them off?

There is very few things that turns him off when he’s with you, if not nothing (like literally, even when you’re being annoying, or when he’s being an ass, or if you just woke up and are disheveled and not really attractive…he’d still want you), as everything you do is just…Wow. He can’t get enough of you. Everything you do turns him on really. But He had experiences with other women before… :
✶Women who couldn’t handle a simple conversation. No connection at all with them, just sex. In and out, and then they’d be gone. He hated that. Which makes him love you more when you just spent time in each others arms talking about anything and everything. You’re the only one that makes him want to talk about what he feels and such…It’s a big relief. You’re his big relief. 
✶He use to hate SO MUCH when he took a woman out that had a “fake hollywood accent”, or any fake accent. A lot of fake French one. They thought it made them more interesting, but the only thing it did, was making them super annoying to hear so…Yeah, massive turn off. He cringed more than once because of a high pitched voice, or an annoying one with a stupid fake accent.
✶Narcissism turned him off instantly. Oh the many women Alfred had to escort out because Bruce misjudge them…It happened to him a lot when he was younger, long before meeting you. He thought he’d find a kindred spirit, but turned out, it would just be a woman who wanted him for his money and fame, and who thought she was irresistible. Spoiler : those kind of women were rarely irresistible, to him at least. He could resist them very well. He could resist most women very well…But you. Oh you, it’s impossible. 
✶Lack of passion. He just cannot even think about dating someone who isn’t passionate about anything. 
✶Fake tits. That doesn’t even remotely look (or feel) natural. Fuck them. And oh the women he went out as a younger man had a lot of fake things physically (fake ass, tits, teeth, nose…), every thing was fake in them really, to their personality and smiles. He hated that with a passion, and often wished he could drop the “womanizer” and “playboy” persona, that wasn’t like his real him at all…Everything changed when you came in. You’re the best thing that ever happened to him, nothing fake about you (for real though, if you wanna tell him to fuck off because he’s being an asshole, they you’ll do so, and he loves that!). 

  • Kinks?

Nearly violent sex. Bitey, grabby, pinny, not-holding-back sex. Paired with sweet words of encouragement and gentle forehead/Cheek kisses.
✶Surprise sex. You waking him up because his cock is in your mouth. Him whipping you around while you walk around the Manor, and boom.
✶Sex after an injury. He loves the way you’re careful with him, or how he needs to take care of you because you’re hurt. 
✶He likes giving more than receiving. WITH YOU. Because he feels like he has to thank you to put up with his shit and antics…And you do it so well, oh he just has to please you. Doesn’t mean he’s against a good old blowjob though. Oh, and damn, the good old 69 am I right ? 
✶He can be vanilla and/or rough, and you love it. He would never really hurt you (even if you ask him too, just light biting really), and most of the time you make love, rarely just fucking (unless you haven’t seen each other for a long time and you just need it)…He’s all for the sweet and cuddly aftercare. Cheesy man. 

Richard Grayson

  • What turns them on?

✶You. Your mere presence. A slight touch of your fingers on his arms. And he’s gone. It’s not always great, like, you’d be in public and you’d just touch his thigh softly, as you do, and he’d give you “that look”…
✶Snuggles. Cuddles. Oh yes. 
✶Neck kisses. It drives him beyond wild. 
✶He will get harder inside you by the mere sound of your moans…And hearing you orgasm, clenching around him, is a sure way to send him over the edge too. 

  • What turns them off?

✶Being with someone boring. Glad he found you. 
✶If he’s with a “selfish lover”. He doesn’t mind giving at all, but for him, making love is a way to show mutual respect, to show how much you mean for each other…so if he’s with someone who only think about themselves ? No.
✶When his partner is too forward about wanting sex. “Want to fuck ?” Oh. Nope, he likes when it’s subtle. When you give him sultry looks and such. He likes the building up. 
✶Bad breath. As simple as that. 

  • Kinks?

✶Once, he was arguing with you and in the heat of the moment, you slapped his face. Of course you excused yourself profusely, until you realized he went from being annoyed to argue to being very aroused…You both learned something about him that day. So, light BDSM. Who would’ve thought ?
✶He lives for silly giggly sex. Pleasure, your moans and bad puns, how could it get better than this ? 
✶Women’s mid sections. He loves slight belly and curvy hips. As simple as that.
✶He’s a sucker for romantic evening, that turns hot and steamy. 
✶Rubbing your legs, ass and back during the act. Oh yeah. 

Jason Todd

  • What turns them on?

✶Seeing you punching people. It sounds awful, but the way you don’t let anyone walk on your feet and don’t hesitate to punch people even twice your size…He loves it. 
✶If you wear a dress, your legs will instantly turn him on. He loves your legs. Especially when wrapped around his waist. 
✶You love to dance, and hum songs you like…Big turn on every time, as he can’t get enough of your voice, and you’re damn sexy when you dance. 
✶When you’re trying to contain yourself, but simply cannot. Muscles spasm and contort as you climax.

  • What turns them off?

✶Judgmental people. The kind who decides what you are before knowing you.
✶The daddy kink. Oh God, NO. 
✶It’s something kinda silly, he knows, but he hates long unclipped toe nails. Ew. You laughed the first time he told you. Well, yeah, it’s super gross. 
✶Lacks of enthusiasm and initiative. He can’t be with a woman who lets him do everything, chose everything for her. And who never initiates anything. Basically, the opposite of you. 

  • Kinks?

✶Clothed sex, because it feels like you two are so hungry for each other, that you just can’t bother getting all the clothes off. 
✶Sex games. First one to come loses. 
✶Public and semi-public sex. Hey, he likes danger. When you two are almost caught…Oh the thrill.
✶He’s very creative when it comes to sexual position. As long as your comfortable of course…He’s sure glad you’re flexible by the way.

Timothy Drake

  • What turns them on?

✶Intelligent woman. Intelligence in general. 
✶The way you look at him, with so much love, that makes him feel like he’s really wanted and needed…Sometimes, he just needs validation, as he doesn’t always gets it with his family. Fortunately, you’re here for that. 
✶Nibbling on his ears and neck, while whispering sweet nothing.
✶Eye contact. He just loves it. 

  • What turns them off?

✶Loud people. Oh God can’t they shut up ? He hasn’t slept for the past 36 hours and they’re making his head explode. Instant turn off if there’s too many noises. Though he loves your screams…It’s different ok ? 
✶If you starfish. Making love is a thing he wants to do with you, not to a very passive you. Fortunately, you’re never able to “starfish”…you’d do it as a joke sometimes, because you know he doesn’t like it, and then you wouldn’t be able to resist moving in sync with him.
✶Nothing to talk about but yourself. Someone obsessed with themselves. Oh he hates it. He’s so glad he didn’t find someone who didn’t had any subject else than themselves. He’s so glad he found you. Because with the name “Wayne” comes a plethora of women only interested in money and fame, who loves no one else but themselves. 
✶He hates feigned incompetence. Like a girl who acts like she doesn’t know anything about sex, while she’s clearly experienced. He always feels manipulated when this happens…

  • Kinks?

✶He loves to “discover boundaries”. Like what you like, dislike, what you two are willing to do, the extent you can go etc etc..Knowing just until where both of your boundaries go. 
✶You two nerds invented a secret “sex langage” to be able to talk about it in public. Of course you would.  
✶Nerdy dirty talk. Oh the puns about technologies, and pop culture you two are able to get out while making love : it’s endless. And he loves it. It makes him feel like he found just the perfect person for him. And you really are. 
✶Lazy morning sex. Bath sex. Those private moment with you, where you can just both enjoy each other. Domestic moment sex if that makes sense. 

Damian Wayne (older than his current age of course)

  • What turns them on?

✶Training together, seeing you fight and such. The way your body moves…Gets him every time. 
✶The way you look at him and tell him “I love you”. He’ll never get tired of it. Seeing the love in your eyes for him, knowing you mean it, that there’s at least one person in the world that really love and appreciate his bratty ass. 
✶When you caress his hair, fingers massaging his scalp. Soothing and arousing at the same time. 
✶The way you bite your lips or stick out your tongue when you’re focused. 

  • What turns them off?

✶He tries to be nice about it but…Body odors. If you smell because you two jumped on each other before you could take a shower…Instant turn off. Even his own smell could turn him off. Basically, if it smells bad, he won’t be able to concentrate on sex at all. He’s a living paradox however as he loves the smell of your sweat.
✶Hurting you. 
✶Rude and vulgar people. 
✶Lack of empathy.

  • Kinks?

✶Sensory deprivation. Like blindfolded, so you have to rely on trust and such. Or handcuffed, so you can’t touch and…again trust comes in. Sometimes, he would put headphones on your ears, so you wouldn’t know what his next move is by the sound…Basically, knowing you trust him and letting him do all that. 
✶He likes trying new things.But will never do anything you’re uncomfortable doing of course. Consent is key.  
✶Always the tease though. 
✶Sometimes, he’ll argue with you ON PURPOSE just for the amazing make-up sex afterward…Each time you’ll give him a look meaning : “really Damian ?”, and he’ll just smirk back at you. He knows how to push all your buttons, and oh, he just really like the way you are during make-up sex. 
✶You come first. He loves you, he wants you to be comfortable, but he also like trying new things and he’s so damn glad he found someones like you who’s willing to be adventurous. 

They’re watching baby animals videos

( @greyhairsowhat happy birthday dear !!!!  (ノ ´ 3 ` )ノ  ❤️️💕)

[Pearl] Oh! Peridot!

[Peri] huh?

[Pearl] That purple friend of yours-

[Ame] THEY KINDA LOOK LIKE THIS

[Peri] Wh- uh… I don’t actually know them. but what?

[Pearl] Ah… I wasn’t sure.. Anyway, I saw them at the edge of the woods. I tried to say hello but they just ran off!

[Peri] That seems to be their only response to greetings huh. Thats the only sign of them in a while… could you tell where they went?

[Pearl] The encounter gave no evidence to anything in particular, they just kinda ran off in some random direction, I’m sorry.

[Peri] Well uh, thanks for letting me know, I guess.

I really hope they come back

the thought of them never returning just because they think I might go after them if they come near is a bit daunting. I’ve… underestimated how much I rely on them. and now I need all the help I can get.

[Ame] HEY P-DOT

[Ame] Check it out! squak squak! she likes it!

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The Spider Tattoo (Peter Parker x Reader) Soulmate AU

Peter Parker x Fem!Reader

*Please don’t plagiarize my work, thank you :3*

Summary: You hate the idea of soulmate tattoo’s, probably because there’s a giant fricking spider on your hip that moves, as most soulmate tattoos do. But see, most soulmate tattoos aren’t huge fucking spiders, so you have the right to be freaked out.

Warnings: Lots of swearing. More than usual. Oops. Requested by @crowleys-poppet-queen-of-asgard

Word Count: 1,072


Soulmates were stupid. Worst idea ever. Who the hell even thought of them? From what you learned in health class, every person has a tattoo appear on their skin when they find what they love best, and that tattoo is on that exact place on their soulmate’s body, meaning somewhere in the world there was a person with an tiny typewriter right behind their ear.

“So why the fuck do I have a giant ass spider on my hip?” You scream at no one in particular, eyeing the ugly thing through your mirror. You pull your sweatshirt down again, covering the spider. The only good part about it was that it resembled Spiderman’s symbol, one of your favorite heroes. On the con side though, whenever a soulmate was feeling strong emotions, their tattoo would move. So once or twice a day, the giant ass spider would move. You cringe at the thought.

You grab your backpack and angrily shove your books into your backpack, muttering rapidly in a mocking voice. “Soulmates are a beautiful thing, they said.”

The backpack was slung over your shoulder as you stomped out the door. “You’ll love getting your tattoo, they said.

“Well they can go fuck themselves!” You scream into the empty house, slamming the door behind you.

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I don’t trust anyone whose idea of “a relationship based on trust” is “you have to act like you trust me, immediately, before you have time to form a well-founded opinion on my trustworthiness.”

Like… a relationship that’s built on trust is a relationship where everyone makes an effort to be consistently honest and open and trustworthy, which makes it safe for everyone to trust each other. It’s not one where a stranger demands you just trust them and hope for the best.

It’s also not a relationship where you’re expected to overlook someone’s untrustworthy behaviour and just trust them anyway.

Former Employment

Summary: Professor Stilinski is definitely not expecting to see his favorite porn star among the students of his Human Sexuality class.

Notes: Inspired by this ask. I don’t do power imbalance, so nothing happens until Derek is out of Stiles’ class. Also, while there are mentions of porn, there is no actual smut in this. Sorry. (On AO3)

@nogitsunelichen and @cobrilee – this is probably not what you had in mind, but I wrote it!


When Stiles pushes open the doors to the lecture hall, it’s completely empty. He blinks down at his watch in surprise, and realizes he made the walk across campus faster than he realized. There’s always an adjustment period at the beginning of every semester, where he figures out where his classrooms are and how long it’ll take to get there.

Well, he might as well utilize this time, then. He sits at the desk at the front of the room, and gets back to writing his proposal for a class on the influence of society on gender.

He gradually hears students come in as he works, but he keeps focused, because he knows he has at least another ten minutes before class starts.

But when he hears a student ask, “Hey, are you the professor?” he has to look up, and he begins to wish he’d done it a lot sooner.

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Wedding and pop-corn - Batmom x Batfamily

So I decided to combine those two requests, because they’re very similar, and it’s not my thing to write two stories that are basically the same thing :-). So here for Batmom and Bruce’s wedding and all of that ! IT’S SUPER LONG SORRY !! It’s been a while since I wrote such a long fic…I just didn’t wanna make two parts… Hope you’ll like it

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-ENOUGH IS ENOUGH ! 

The angry (or rather, annoyed), loud and deep voice of their father stop them all right in their track. It isn’t often your Bruce raises his voice like so, but sometimes, your boys just push him too far. 

Like right now. 

You were all in the biggest living room in Wayne’s Manor, enjoying some family time for the first time in ages ! It was rare that you could hang out altogether outside of the Batcave…

But things weren’t going like you wanted them to go. 

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You had wished to spent some times with your sons, husband and the man you came to consider your father, Alfred. Watching movies, eating junk food, drinking too much coffee and soda…It started out so well. 

You guys were all sitting in a gigantic couch, with tons of things to eat and drink, and a movie to put on…Unfortunately, said movie was Dick’s favorite, and the young man seemed unable stop himself from saying every lines in the movie before they actually happened. 

You and Bruce were used to him doing that, as he’s been doing it since he arrived first in the house, when he was barely eight years old. The first time he said a line before a character would say it, he looked at you two worriedly, afraid to be annoying…And of course it was annoying, but he was so damn cute, that you let him do it. And some things never change. Even though he was know a almost a man, you still let him do it, because to you, he was still your baby boy, and he was still as cute as ever. 

Jason never cared either, because usually, when it was movie night, it meant cuddling against you or one of his brothers (rarely against Bruce, because of stupid pride), and he’d never admit it, but he didn’t care one bit about the movies you’d all watch, as long as he was with his family. Oh yes, of course he’d never admit it, it’d ruin his “tough guy reputation”.

Tim would usually doze off on your shoulder, or if your shoulder was taken by one of your siblings (only one shoulder available unfortunately, the other one was always automatically reserved for his father), then he’d fall asleep on one of them instead. The poor boy always had so much trouble sleeping, than when there were truly calm moments, like your movie nights, he just couldn’t stay awake. 

But Damian…Oh Damian hated Dick’s habit. And apparently, this evening, he was grumpier than usual, not even twenty minutes into the movie and he started to argue with his older brother about him “having to shut up because he’d like to enjoy the damn movie !”. Of course, because Dick loved the way Damian would get all worked up about something that silly (even though it really was annoying), he did it even louder. 

This sprout Damian lunging at Dick and yelling at him to be silent…the commotion he made woke Tim up, and when Tim got woken up from one of his rare peaceful sleep, he wasn’t in a good mood. So out of annoyance, he elbowed Damian in the ribs with a groan. 

It so happened that that particularly night, it was Jason’s turn to snuggle against you, and the fight their brother were starting made you straighten up to see what was happening, dislodging him from against you…And it wasn’t fair. it was his turn to be with his mommy (oh God he wished to everything he held holy that no one would ever know what he was thinking just now), and they were ruining it !  

All Hell broke loose as your four boys started to yell, kick, slap, damn even BITE each other ! All the while Dick kept saying the lines from the movie before it happened, as he was dodging punches and such. 

It lasted about thirty seconds before Bruce got genuinely angry that his sons were ruining one of their only family moments of the month ! It was so difficult to gather everyone together, and they were messing everything up ! 

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My parents at their wedding in Pakistan, January 1998

I hope there’s a scene in the comics where Korrasami is arguing and a gang attacks them and Korra’s like, “Excuse me, I’m trying to argue with my girlfriend!” because rude and Asami’s like, “You weren’t winning anyway.” and then she and korra continue to argue while fighting the gang. And the members are all mad because neither of them need to really focus to beat them up because well, they’re Korra and Asami, so they just feel disrespected. Like, two times Korra accidentally knocks one out while wildly gesturing with her arms completely focused on the argument (she’s still losing). And they hardly even notice once they’ve taken them all down and then they’re just like…

Originally posted by blakcsirius

ari.

the cicadas are singing / the cicadas are dying
in droves. they are droning graveyard hymns
so relentlessly i have to wonder:
is it their funeral or mine?
maybe i am the one being buried
here under the summer heat.
maybe i should be mourning too.

dear dante, do you wear shoes in chicago?
what i mean is: will you still be the same
as i remembered? and do i want you
to be the same? you can’t answer
these questions; i’m just wondering, i guess.
just wishing something could be different
even though i don’t know what.

dante.

dear ari, chicago is too full of shoes;
not enough birds / not enough dreams.
i miss swimming, and i miss you—
can i say this, at least? i almost miss
el paso, but the memories of home
are starting to blur. everything hazy
except you’re always in sharp focus.
you can’t answer but i’m also wondering:
if i held your hand, could we make it
through all these faded june afternoons?

ari.

(maybe. i don’t know. i don’t know—)

dante.

if we carried hope into a thunderstorm
could we finally taste the rain?

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Bloom — Part I — Summer

REQUEST: Can u write a fan fic about the girl owning a flower shop and Harry coming in to get flowers for someone else but then they fall in love because love is beautiful like a flower


Started writing this oneshot and it turned into four oneshots. I changed it up a bit, but I hope you enjoy. x


The first time that Harry came to her shop, she barely said a word to him.

She knew when she opened her flower shop that Harry Styles lived nearby. It’s basically all that her friends back home could talk about when she announced where she was moving—they were diehard fans, and a few of them even begged her to take them with her so that they could meet the infamous Harry Styles.

She wasn’t shy, and she wasn’t one to get starstruck when face to face with a celebrity (not that she’d ever really met one). But the first time of many that Harry Styles walked into her flower shop, he was on a date.

His date wasn’t a big name or anything, and didn’t look familiar at all. But he was very much enthralled with her—he seemed like the kind of man to give you all his attention when he’s set aside time for you, and that was something she rarely ever really saw. She busied herself behind the counter of the shop, counting receipts and moving some stuff around so that she didn’t look like she was eavesdropping, which she wasn’t.

The shop that she owned wasn’t very big at all—it was just big enough to hold a small greenhouse garden in the back that she used to grow her flowers, as well as the storefront where she sold them (among the shipments she received from other greenhouses that were much larger than her own). It wasn’t exactly LARGE by any standards but she enjoyed it that way. Except it meant that there really wasn’t anywhere to hide, so when Harry Styles and his date decided to walk around and look at her bouquets, she couldn’t help but overhear.

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anonymous asked:

Mc gets drunk and stares at their S.O. For a little bit and just starts SOBBING. Like they are ugly crying and when asked what's wrong MC rants that they love their S.O. so much and how they think their beautiful and the best thing to happen to them "I just have a lot of feelings!"

Anon said: This might be a bit random, but how would the RFA react to going to a nightclub with MC and seeing her transform into a complete party animal? Like she drinks a lot of cocktails, dances to all the songs (and maybe with total strangers…) and won’t leave when it closes?


We combined these! Disclaimer, neither one of us know much about nightclubs or drinking, since we don’t drink. But hope these were funnyish anyway!


Zen:

  • He handles his alcohol really well, so when he took you to a nightclub, he fully expected to be taking care of you
  • Only he didn’t realize you got so wild when you were drunk
  • He catches you dancing across from some guy
  • You weren’t dancing really…more like some weird zig-zag dance
  • But his jealousy flared and he confronts the guy
  • The latter is just weirded out, “I’m not hitting on her! I’m trying to get her to stop doing that–weird ritual dance on me!”
  • Zen has to admit your dancing is pretty…interesting
  • Later, when you guys get home, you’re a lot calmer and just lay on the couch staring at the ceiling
  • Then you turn to him and narrow your eyes, “There is no way anybody can look that good.”
  • He’s about to thank you when you start crying and hugging him
  • “Your face needs to be on a cereal box!”
  • “Thanks, babe…I think.”

Yoosung:

  • He doesn’t drink anything at the club, because he knows how he can get
  • You’re apparently just as bad
  • He’s a lost puppy following you around and trying to make sure you don’t do anything too wild
  • “No, MC! Not on the table! Stop dancing with that chair. MC, that’s not your drink!”
  • He’s relieved when he finally gets you home
  • You start asking him a billion questions….really random questions
  • “Do parrots think in chirps or in words?”
  • “Um…Chirps?”
  • You throw your arms around his neck and start sobbing into his shoulder
  • “You’re so smart, I don’t deserve you!”
  • You wipe your snot on his shoulder
  • “I really don’t deserve this right now, that’s for sure,” he mutters under his breath

Jaehee:

  • You two decided to have a girl’s night and have a little fun
  • It got to be a lot of fun really fast
  • You both were drunk within the first few hours
  • Jaehee knew it was time to leave when she thought you were dancing with a stranger
  • But the stranger was her
  • You pile into a taxi and head home
  • You’re sitting on the couch listening to Jaehee complain about work
  • And you say, “I guess this job isn’t your cup of tea.”
  • Your eyes get wide and you starts sobbing, “I’m sorry! You like coffee! I offended you!”
  • Jaehee is less drunk by this point and is just laughing, which somehow makes your crying worse
  • You start showering her with compliments
  • But she can’t decipher half of them, because she’s tipsy and your words are so lost in sobbing
  • But looking back later, she still thinks it’s the funniest night of her life

Jumin:

  • It was just a social thing with Jumin’s coworkers
  • But he didn’t want to go to a nightclub alone, so you go along with him
  • He stays near the corner, but he tells you to go enjoy yourself
  • You were usually pretty calm and put together, so he was surprised when you downed yet another cocktail
  • And he really didn’t realize you could dance like that
  • It was getting late, you were getting a bit too wild, and he needed you off the dance floor
  • Cue him fist pumping towards you so he “blends in”
  • He manages to get you back to the car, and you seemed quiet for a while
  • Then he notices tears streaming down your cheeks and gets a little worried
  • But you’re just like, “I’ve never seen you dance before….you’re so good!”
  • Awkward flashbacks to Jumin’s stiff fist pumping
  • He starts chuckling
  • But it gets worse, because you start crying more, “Why can’t I model for your cat food?”
  • You make ears using your fingers and meow really loudly
  • Jumin is laughing so hard that Driver Kim is really worried

Seven:

  • You were just having a night out with your friends
  • And you catch Seven sitting at the bar with a ginger-ale
  • “Why are you even here? You don’t drink…”
  • “When have I ever needed a drink to have fun, MC?”
  • Touche
  • Turns out he was just on a mission, so you make a joke that you would drink for him
  • And you sure did
  • He’s about to leave when he sees you dancing wildly to “Eyes, Nose, Lips” by Taeyang
  • He snickers and decides it might be a good time to take you home
  • He walks you inside, and as soon as you step into your house, you charge towards the kitchen
  • He thinks it might be entertaining, so he whips out his phone and starts recording
  • He watches with barely suppressed laughter as you pile cheese on top of goldfish crackers
  • You’re narrating it through your drunk sobbing like you’re on a cooking show making grilled cheese while throwing in how he’s such a good friend
  • And he’s encouraging every second of it

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Come Here: Part 2 - Jughead x Reader

Requests —  Anonymous asked: Can you write a part two of come here

Anonymous asked: Can you do a jughead imagine x reader where it’s after he gets the serpent jacket and he’s darker and the reader is more innocent like betty and idk light and dark pls thanks !

A/N — I’ve gotten so many requests for a part 2 of Come Here, so I decided to do that! I also took the second request shown and included it in this as it’s got the jacket and everything and was similar to the first imagine request, so I hope you enjoy! Also, I suggest to listen to Believer by Imagine Dragons whilst reading this also that song was used in that one Bughead scene in the finale.

Words: 1133

Warnings: Light smut and swearing

(Y/N) , (H/C) , (E/C)  — Your name, hair colour, eye colour

A couple weeks past since the Southside Serpents dropped by and told Jughead that they had his back. He moved to Southside High and started living with his new foster family. Since you and Jughead were now dating, you still tried figuring out ways to see him, either you travelling down to see him or he comes up for dinner dates at Pop’s. The rumour going round is that he is currently occupying the ‘bad boy’ reputation at his new school. This came to you as a surprise, since the old Jughead you knew was quiet and sarcastic. Yet when you and the gang came to visit him those weeks before, everyone noticed that he got along well with the table he sat with in the cafeteria, everyone laughing at what he says while he munched on a burger.

(Y/N) sat in her bedroom finishing off her last minute homework as it was due the next day. The time was around 11pm, your parents were sleeping away in their rooms as you heard their loud snores from down the hall. Music was playing off your phone, playing your favourite songs on your Spotify playlist. The only thing that you missed dearly was your boyfriend. When Jughead use to live at the Drive In or down at Archie’s with his dad, he would always meet you to walk you to school some days or climb up you bedroom window. Although that happened when you still friends, it was those times you did miss when it was just you and him alone in a safe place. As you kept writing on your laptop your school notes, a tapping noise was heard by your window. The familiar sound made her smile, hoping it was who she thought it was.

You closed your laptop screen down, pausing your music as you got off your bed and walked over to your window, seeing a familiar Jughead with a cheesy grin staring up at you. Your delicate fingers slowly and quiet opened the window to let him in, careful that your parents don’t wake up. The raven haired boy crawled carefully through your window, his same crown shaped beanie clung to his soft hair, the only difference was the Southside Serpent’s jacket that clung to his broad shoulders.

“Damn, I’ve missed this.” Jughead looked around her room, taking back in all it’s familiar surroundings. (Y/N) quickly tiptoed back over to her window shutting it quietly once again.

“Shh, Jug, my parent’s are asleep.” You giggled as you walked over to him from your window, interlocking your fingers with his.

“I’ve missed you so much, especially your touch, what I do miss is the fun we had last time,”  He smirked down at you, placing a kiss on your head as he pulled you in for a passionate kiss. God, she missed them. Although she hadn’t seen him for weeks, she missed his soft taste and that made her crave him more. Since the two only got to second base, he missed your touch even more to his instincts. “Maybe we can do a bit more from where we left off last time. He moved his lips to your neck, nibbling against your earlobe then back down to your collarbone. You had to admit, you loved whenever he got turned on and when you were in the mood too, but since both of your parents where home you didn’t want to risk anything. You moved your head as you moved out of his touch, although you didn’t want to.

“Juggie, I do want to finish where we left off, but the risk of my parents being in the house? Yeah, I don’t want to die at sixteen.” You chuckled, sitting yourself back onto your bed. Jughead pouted, jumping onto your bed as his body was next to your as you took off his beanie and started running your fingers through his black hair.

“But I want to show my affection to my beautiful girlfriend.” He gave you puppy dog eyes, as you continued to massage his scalp. “Pleasseee?” Jughead begged, looking up at you.

(Y/N) just rolled his eyes, leaning down to place a couple kisses against his lips. This lead to him crawling up closer to you, stroking your cheek as the kiss between the two of you deepened. You felt your hands crawl back to his newly worn leather jacket, clinging onto him and pulling him closer. He smirked in-between the kiss, once again intwining his tongue with yours as your hands left his jacket and clung back into his hair. The moment broke as Jughead pulled away suddenly.

“Come sneak out, we can do something tonight? Go to Pop’s?” (Y/N) sighed, stroking his cheek as her (E/C) orbs stared into his.

“Jug, you know how strict my parents are.” She sighed, rolling off her bed as she stood up and sat against the window. Jughead stood up following her.

“Live a little, (Y/N), that’s what I’m doing.” She scoffed, crossing her arms but with a goofy smile plastered on her face.

“I can see that.” You giggled, looking up at him. You could clearly tell that Jughead had changed. Ever since he slipped on that Serpants jacket, something clicked.

He wasn’t loner boy anymore. He was a wolf.

“Now, now don’t get sassy on me.” He chuckled, walking back over to you. “Let’s play.” At this point you didn’t care anymore, all you wanted was him. He picked you up from your thighs, carrying you over to your bed, lying you down as he threw off his jacket along with his black shirt. He slowly leaned down and started kissing you again, holding onto the side of your cheek as you lifted your leg so it rested against his body. His lips trailed down to your neck, straight away searching to find your love bite. Of course, he found it straight away. You tipped your head back against the sheets, keeping in a moan as you bit your lip.

Jughead removed his lips from your skin, smirking at your reaction. You ran a hand through his hair once again, as you moved your thumb to his lips as he kissed it slowly. His head starting trailing down your chest, placing a kiss against your side as he reached your stomach, your hand still tangled in his hair. Wet sloppy kisses trailed down your stomach, curious to how low he was going to go. He reached the waistband of your pyjama shorts, biting the strings as he pulled them loose. Jughead then kissed his way back up her stomach, now eye level once again.

“You sure you want to?” He asked politely, yet you could see the lust in his eyes.

“Shut up and fuck me.”

A/N — To be honest, I don’t write smut very well so this is a light smut. But if you do want some smuts, please do send in requests! Anyway, I hope you enjoy because I felt like this low key sucked lmao, but if you read it and liked it thank you so much lol.

Being the older sister of the Holland Boys headcanon

Okay so I’m the oldest in my family and it kinda just popped into my head and I hope you like it as well
Note: if you have requests send them my way🤷🏻‍♀️
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•the boys annoy the shit out of you but you love them anyway
•they look up to you
•being the first person the boys tell anything to
•being Toms plus one everywhere
•the boys friends having crushes on you
“Jacob are you even listening?”
“What? Oh ye-yeah sorry”
•being their number one supporter
•them being your number one supporter
•when your career takes off they are over the moon for you
•being over protective when you bring a guy/girl home to the family
•asking for girl advice
•asking for fashion advice
•when you get your own apartment Paddy stays over every weekend
•but so do the other boys so you got one with two bedrooms
•you’re lowkey Dom and Nikki’s fav
•you’re everyone fav
•when one of the boys gets in trouble it’s up to you to save them
•one night when Tom was 15 he went out with friends and didn’t come home so you covered for him
•you’d die for them
•they’d die for you
•having dumb conversations with Harrison
•Harrison is your little brother as well
•and Charlotte is your little sis
•you’re designated driver for everyone
•teaching Tom how to drive
•lowkey letting Paddy drive when it’s the two of you
•when your gone the house doesn’t feel the same
•obvi being known as the first Holland
•even tho you’re the oldest they all act like big brothers
•Toms fans love you
•always hanging out with Sam
•you’re highkey Sam’s best friend
•he’s yours
•you go to them for advice
•when you get married they all decide they’re your bridesmaids
•Sam playing piano at your wedding
•Tom sinGING AT THE WEDDING!
•Dom and Paddy both give you away
•Harry is the photographer
•Haz is flower girl
•they fight over who the best uncle is when you have kids
“Uncle Harry is better”
“Fuck off it’s me of course huh? Uncle Tom is the best”
•your baby loves Haz more then the actual boys
•Haz is quite proud of himself
•Tom being the god father
•Sam and Harry team up for baby sitting
•helping Paddy with homework while everyone is over for dinner
•your significant others family adores yours
•you making a pack with Paddy that when he’s 18 he can move in with you
•last and most important they do everything for you because you did it for them growing up