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My cat, you guys.

She was asleep on my bed 30 seconds before I took this. But when she heard that bag rustle, she came running. She LOVES Goldfish crackers.

Plot twist: those aren’t Goldfish. They’re Milano cookies. (Which she would also eat if I let her.)

Pepperidge Farms uses identical packages for most of their crackers and cookies. Which means I have to keep a bag of crackers on hand so she can have a fishy when I get a cookie.

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BTS as things my friends have said

Namjoon: “Nothing happened. You didn’t see anything. I didn’t just drop my drink, and the lamp is not broken. Stop looking at me.”

Jungkook: “You should come to the gym with me some time! I go at 8 every morning… Why are you looking at me like that? What? Don’t most people?!”

Seokjin: “I’m making dinner, and no, I don’t need your help. Last time was a bit… Tell you what. How about you sit waaay over there and grate the cheese.”

Hoseok: “Those people just gave us a weird look but like?? What’s weird about skipping through six flags? The real question is why aren’t they skipping too?”

Taehyung: “You guys all know that I’m secretly a furry, right?”

Yoongi: “How about everyone else goes for a walk and leaves me alone to sleep on the couch.” *Is asleep in 0.2 seconds*

Jimin: “I’m not cute!! I’m SCARY! Fear me! … Can I have a cookie please?”


A/N Obviously this is just for fun. I’ve seen some of these floating around tumblr and I thought “my friends say all kinds of weird things” and decided to do one of my own (it took like 2 minutes but it was fun). <3

The Types as Things I Said When I Was Little

My (ISFJ) mom kept track of the funny things my siblings and I have said, so I had the idea for this post.


ENFP: “Daddy can’t have a GIRL-cheese sandwich… He has to have a BOY-cheese sandwich!”

ENTP: “I don’t want to be a mom. I just want to be a choo-choo train driver!”

INTJ: *Is using scissors and mom asks if I’m being careful* “Yes, Mom… all my fingers are still on my hand.”

ENTJ: *Grabs remote and points it at sister* “Mom, let’s just turn her off.”

INFP: “Mom, what letter comes after ‘z’?”

INTP: “Well, I live in the United States and I’m free, so I can choose to do whatever I want, and I choose to have a cookie for lunch, so you have to let me.”

INFJ: “Mom, Uncle [his name] has the same mom and dad as you. Did you KNOW that!?”

ENFJ: *Talking to my mom* “I love you, my sweet, sweet child.”

ESTP: *At 11:00 PM* “Mom, I would give ANYTHING to exercise right now!”

ISTP: *Sister asks me who Cupid is* “It’s this guy that shoots you with a gun on Valentine’s Day.”

ISTJ: “Mom, you have to be responsible!”

ESTJ: “Mom, [sister’s name] is mine.”

ISFJ: “There are two things I really hate: germs and Satan.”

ESFJ: “Daddy, you have the most beautiful eyeballs in the whole world.”

ESFP: “But Mom, your hairstyle feels great and you feel great!”

ISFP: “Mom, if you could take out your eardrums, could you bang on them?”

(Terrible) Jacksepticeye Jokes

‘What do you call’ jokes

What do you call an Irishman who walks a lot?

JackSTEPticeye.


What do you call an Irishman that has just had a nap?

JackSLEPTiceye.


What do you call an Irishman who doesn’t believe anything? 

JackSKEPTICeye.


What do you call an Irishman who is always ready?

JackPREPticeye.


What do you call an Irishman who keeps everything secret?

JackCRYPTICeye.


What do you call an Irishman who used to sneak up on people?

JackCREPTiceye.


What do you call the gold at the end of a rainbow?

A jackpot.


‘Why’ jokes

Why does Jack like giving orders?

Because he loves being like a boss.


Why did Jacksepticeye cross the road?

He wanted to get all the way to the victory town.


Why does Jack love Wiishu?

Because she is a Signe-mon roll.


Why isn’t Jack scared of the dark?

Because he never knows when it’s dark; his hair lights up everything.


Why does Jack unlock things quickly?

Because speed is key.


Why would you find Jack asleep for seven days?

Because sleep is for the week.


Why does Jack love sewing?

Because he loves to thread the needle.


Why did Jack draw smiley faces on his car?

Because he loves happy wheels.


Why is Jack always up early?

Because he loves the top of the morning.


Jack’s Favourites

What is Jack’s favourite place?

The end of a rainbow.


What is Jack’s favourite hobby?

Dancing, because he loves to shimmy shammy.


What is Jack’s favourite way to exercise?

Jumping Jacks.


What is Jack’s favourite movie?

Jack to the Future.


What is Jack’s favourite game?

Eye spy.


What is Jack’s favourite pie?

Pewdie.


What is Jack’s favourite type of sword?

Sam-urai


Other random jokes

Does Jack care about the environment?

Probably, he’s very green.


How do you find Jack in a crowd?

Just shout ‘I have pizza and cookies’.


How else can you find Jack in a crowd?

Shout ‘pineapple doesn’t belong on pizza’.


Signe: Why have you written the same number all over every ceiling?

Jack: Because I like high fives all round.


How do you know when Jack is saying something sweet?

His mouth is moving.


What did Jack do when his colour pen ran out?

He used his head.


What did Jack get when he had food poisoning?

Sam-onella.


What does Jack use to look up words?

A septic-tionary.


What kind of phone does Jack have?

A Sam-sung.


What kind of phone does Sam have?

An eye-phone.


What did Jack do when his video glitched?

He thanked Robin for his editing skills.


How many Jacks does it take to change a lightbulb?

One - his hair does the job.


How many Wiishus does it take to change a lightbulb?

One - she can call Jack.


I know that these are all terrible jokes XD but I’m like: 

You’ll be more like:

I hope they bring you some happiness anyway ^-^ 

@therealjacksepticeye I doubt you’ll see these but if you do, I hope you enjoy them :P

isak and even are in isak’s room, browsing through the “thrillers” section on netflix (because even says he’s in the mood for a little suspence) and there’s a knock on the door and they hear linn say “hey, did you guys take my box of cookies?” and the truth is that said box is right there on isak’s lap, and isak looks at even and mouths “oops”. when he opens the door, the box in his hand, he tells linn “it’s been there for like a month and i wasn’t sure whose cookies they were but, hm” he looks inside the box and continues “there’s a couple left” and he hands it to linn and she just stares at him for a few seconds, expressionless, and says “it’s fine, keep it”, turns around and leaves 

isak asks even “am i an ass?” and even laughs a little and ruffles isak’s hair and says “nah, just a hungry teenager”. and isak moves away from even’s hand and looks at him with a mischievous smile on his face and he replies “totally hungry” playfully, before he leans in and gently cover even’s nose with his teeth, not really bitting down and even doesn’t try to free himself, simply teases “it smells like chocolate chip cookies in there. actually, it smells like stolen chocolate chip cookies” and isak takes his mouth off his nose and replies “hey! i thought you said i wasn’t an ass”, all pouty and grumpy and even can’t help but smile at him. “you aren’t, but you did take linn’s cookies. and now she doesn’t have any”. isak sighs, rests his head on even’s shoulder and says “we could go get her another box?” 

they do end up going to the store, but instead they buy the ingredients they need to make the cookies themselves (except for eggs, which isak says he already has at home). and then they’re in the kitchen, and even places the ingredients on the counter, opens the fridge and grabs two eggs, says “catch!” before he slowly throws one in isak’s direction. isak does catch it and looks at him with wide eyes and warns “if you make a mess, you’re the one cleaning” and even simply cups his face, plants a quick kiss on his forehead and his nose and his mouth and his chin and says “i won’t”. and then they make the cookies, even telling isak the measurements. “two cups of chocolate chips”, which isak adds to the dough, and then he adds an extra handful, says “it’ll taste way better like this. more chocolate, better cookies” and even chuckles. “yes, chef valtersen” 

when the cookies are done, they knock on linn’s door, a platter in isak’s hands. even asks “liiiiinn, our dear linn, are you hungry for some amazing, delicious homemade cookies, made with a lot love and a whole lot of chocolate chips?” and there’s a short silence before they hear her say “thanks, but i’m not really hungry right now”. isak looks at even and shrugs and he tells linn “well, we made a lot, let us know when you want some, okay?” and they hear a muffled “mmhm” from behind the door 

they start to watch the usual suspects, isak all cuddled up against even, an arm around even’s stomach, a leg wrapped over his. a few minutes later, linn’s knocking on the door and asking “cookies kind of smelled nice, can i have some?” and isak tells her “come in, linn!” she doesn’t flinch when she sees them on the bed, linn really doesn’t mind displays of affection as long as they’re silent. even hands her the platter and asks her “hey, feel like watching a movie?” and linn frowns a little. “is it moulin rouge again?” and even replies “nah, it’s not moulin rouge”. he opens his free arm (the one that’s not holding isak close) as an invitation and linn sits next him, cookie platter on her lap, and even wraps an arm around her as she bites into one of the cookies. isak lifts his head up a little, and when even looks at him in the eyes, they exchange a knowing smile 

Reason // Jeon Jungkook

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the prompt: could I have a jungkook scenario where him and her are best friends and she’s always pointing at girls like “what about her she’s cute” or when a waitress flirts with him she’s like “hey go for it she’s into you” and jungkook is just not interested and shoves it off and he doesn’t really know why he just doesn’t find any of her suggestions attractive until one day when they’re walking in the park or wherever and she trips and lands on her face or eating something and it spills down her shirt and she’s not fazed about it at all and he’s just sweetly laughing at her clumsiness and that’s when he realizes that the reason he never thought those girls fit his standards was because they weren’t her.

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category: fluff

author note: every time i write abt kookie i think of him as a boyfriend which is funny bc im not rlly romantically attracted to jungkook?? enjoy!

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Requested: Hey love!! How are you? Can i ask you one thing? Alright… I hope you can make an imagine where reader and shawn are all goofy, sassy, bitchy and all those playful relationship. i hope you can make imagine just based on how playful their relationship is. thank you very much.

Note: I thought a lot about how I wanted to write this concept and I finally settled with writing four completely unrelated scenarios or moments to illustrate the type of relationship requested. 

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“Babe, I love you and that song, but shut up.” You tell Shawn partially joking, but also partially serious because Shawn has been singing the same two lines of Barcelona by Ed Sheeran practically non stop for the past twenty minutes and you’re getting to the point where you really can’t take it any longer.

“In Baaaaaarcelona!!!” Shawn sings very high pitched for a reason you don’t understand obviously ignoring your demand for him to stop. You barely even look up from your phone. Instead, you just reach out your hand and place it over his mouth. But you feel his teeth graze your palm and then he moves and bites down lightly on your fingers.

“Ow!” You say, retracting your hand and pretending it hurt a lot more than it actually did.

“Don’t even lie, y/n, you like when I bite you,” Shawn says, and your eyes widen and you immediately look around to see if anyone heard Shawn’s comment because he didn’t even bother to say it quietly and his band is all in the dressing room with you. Luckily, they’re all busy doing their own thing so no one seems to have heard Shawn’s comment.

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More MBTI Questions I Need Answers to

DISCLAIMER: I legit need answers actually hahaha, if you can comment that’d be great because MY CURIOSITY NEEDS TO BE QUENCHEDDD  ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ

ISFJ
- how do I adjust your preprogrammed cookie instructions so that I don’t die from coronary heart disease after eating all your cookies? That stick of butter y'all put into them got my arteries going like @.@
- can I have some more cookies pls? I ate all 12 of them in one sitting
- how often would you like to set your ‘it’s normal to feel insecure’ reminder?

INFJ
- will you come with me to this party 3 weeks from now? I promise to never leave your side and I heard there will be pets there (my attempt at bribery)
- how do you have the best hugs? what is your secret?!?!?!? I MUST KNOWWW
- how are all of you so uniquely artistic? Every INFJ I know does some kind of knitting, oil painting, guitar playing on the side and THEY’RE EXTREMELY GOOD AT WHAT THEY DOO

ISFP
- How do animals know to approach you for your mystical blessing (i.e. legendary head rub that makes all the animals kneel before you in praise)?
- y'all have such colourful outfits! Can you share your wardrobe with me?
- is there a cap on the number of art forms you dabble in or is it more like all ISFPs gets at least one?

ESFJ
- can I come with you to Thursday’s yoga class? I don’t have a matching yoga mat, but I’ll bring you that soy drink that you’ve been wanting to try
- how is your social media game so on point? TEACH MEH YOUR WAYSSS
- do you ever randomly forget someone’s name while talking to them? Because that happens to me wayyyy more than it should

INFP
- is there a daily tears limit or is it more like a you must meet a certain quota by the end of the month?
- how many years are you granted Special Snowflake status? Or do you renew it every 5 years or something?
- do y'all come out of the womb knowing how to make flower crowns or what? THEY’RE TOO PRETTY TO EXIST HOWWW??!?!?!

INTJ
- on a scale from 1 (“I never do this”)  to 10 (“what does it feel like to not do this?”), how often do you think about world domination?
- is it possible to like puzzles but also suck really badly at them? Because that’s me T__T
- how often do you wonder about whether or not you messed up a social interaction? how often is too often? oh crap, my INTJ just lagged a little bit, DON’T BLUE SCREEEN NOOOOOOOOOO

ISTJ
- Are y'all anti-change or just pro-routine? because there’s a difference apparently *eyes ENTJ*
- HELPPPP my ISTJ is stuck in a loop/routine!! Is this normal?
- From all the mbti types, pick one to clean your house according to your instructions, one to walk your dog, and one who’s house might collapse into itself from the hoarding unless you intervene

ISTP
- where are y'all at? I don’t know enough ISTPs
- did you have fun last Friday night? 😉
- how do all of you have this sexy smouldering thing going on?!?! I CAN’T NOT FALL IN LOVE WITH ALL OF YOUUUU

INTP
- how many hours did you sleep last night? Aim for 8 next time 🙂
- list me your 5 most recent wiki page visits .. I need stuff to do … and researching about a random obscure science thing sounds like a fun Tuesday
- are the science functions pre-installed or is it only calculus that’s pre-installed? How do I upgrade these functions?

ESTJ:
- Of all the mbti types, pick one to be your employee, your significant other, and your child
- HOW MANY SUITS DO YOU OWN?!?! Can you lend me one?
- describe your ideal workplace environment (are you turned on by this question?)

ENTJ:
- do you get an adrenaline rush when you bulldoze during an argument? because I totally feel that
- what does an ENTJ mating ritual look like? (i.e. how do you act around your crush? or no diff because can’t run StrongFeelings.exe?)
- I think my ENTJ is broken, it keeps running IsolationMode.exe! How do I fix it?!?! T____T

ESTP
- HEY ESTP! WHERE IS THE PARTY AT!?! Please take me with you, I’ll dance on the porch outside your house if I have to
- how do you feel about manuals? or do you just set them on fire? can we do a group manual burning? *ISTJs are probably having a heart attack*
- Pick one mbti type to kiss, one to marry, and one to have casual sex with

ENTP
- name me ONE project you’ve ever finished that wasn’t for school/work (y'all get so excited when you start a new project but the old projects feel neglected AF y'know)
- Since you’re the Meme Lord(ess), if you marry a commoner, are they Duchess of Memes or Lady Meme? or Lord Meme? (just throwing that in real quick before the I see pitchforks outside mah house)
- how do y'all have so much air to debate for as long as you do? do ENTPs have unique genetic mutations that allow for larger lung capacity? do y'all double as Olympic swimmers too?

ENFJ
- where do all of our secrets go after we tell them to you? do you have a personalized file on each of us that you flip through from time to time as a bedtime story or what?
- why do all of you want me to reveal my emotional wounds? Is that the equivalent of foreplay or something?
- how do I install PersonalSpace.exe onto my ENFJ?

ENFP
- how do you have sooooooo many tabs open?!?!?
- do pets come to you or do you come to pets?
- will you take me with you on your next spontaneous surprise trip to Tokyo? All my bags are already packed, just tell me what day we’re going

ESFP
- why do y'all always smell nice? can I bottle your scent or something?
- do you take dance lessons or is dancing well just a feature of all ESFPs?
- have you seen my butt? Because you’re sexy AF and I’d like to give you permission to dance within 2 ft of it

Cute Dates? (Tom Holland x Reader)

Fluffy stuff in honor of the one and only Tom Holland’s 21st birthday.

Word count: 784

Author: @chrixa

Gif is not mine.

Originally posted by adori-ngholland


“Today’s gonna be a long day,” you heard Tom’s voice from behind you as turn around to see him walking towards you. 

“I know. 8 hours of sitting through countless humorless interviews with the infamous Tom Holland. Can’t wait,” you smirked at him and let out a chuckle.

“Ha ha, so funny,” he bit back sarcastically. “C'mon, babe, interviews with me are the most fun and exciting.” 

“I’m only gonna say yes because you owe me an ice cream later. So, yes, interviews with you are the ones I look forward to doing,” you smile at him as you wrap your hand around his waist and he returned the gesture. The two of you began walking towards the room to begin the interviews for your newest romantic comedy movie, which is going to be the third time you worked together. 

The first time you were actually an innocent and overly excited intern who was about to graduate with a movie role in hand. It wasn’t that big of a role but hey, you had the opportunity to land a supporting role before graduating, so that was pretty cool. That supporting role was actually where you officially met Tom, because you had a short scene with him in the film. And this time, you were lucky enough (and worked hard enough) to land the main female lead of the film.

“I don’t actually like it when I have to buy you ice creams, you always pick the ones I want and then I can’t buy the ones I want because we have this ‘sharing’ rule and then I have to buy a different flavor from yours because what’s the point in buying the same flavors if you’re gonna share them, right?” 

“Stop rambling and hey, that so called ‘sharing’ rule comes from my family, alright?” You poked his side lightly and he squirmed closer to you. 

“I know, babe, I was just teasing you,” he smiled at you and kissed the side of your head.

You chuckled and let out a “dork” under your breath, which you made sure he heard it because he poked your side a second later. 


“Since you guys are officially dating,” the interviewer started as both Tom and you nodded and smiled, “do you guys go on cute dates like what you did in the movie?” 

“Oh God, no, our dates are horrible and so far from cute,” you rolled your eyes for emphasis.

“Yeah, totally. I mean I’m the only one who’s actually cute in this relationship so,” Tom shrugged and glanced at you with his famous smirk. 

“We wouldn’t hold hands, we stay as far away as possible from each other, you know.” 

“This interview is in fact, pure torture for me because I just can’t stand her,” he couldn’t hold his laughter anymore and just started laughing so hard that you couldn’t help but join him. 

You actually had to wait for your laughter to die down before you start talking again. “No, actually we’re the cutest couple on set, among our friends and in the whole wide world,” you smiled and placed your head on Tom’s shoulder and held his right hand. 

“You guys are the cutest,” the interviewer said with adoration in her eyes. 

“I know right,” Tom said smugly which you responded with a poke to his side. “I’m sorry, I mean to say thank you but I didn’t know what’s gotten into me.” 

“Alright, guys, I guess that last question wraps up our interview today. Thank you so much for your time,” she stood up and shook both of your hands and you thanked her as well. 

“Well, I guess our long day is finally over,” your boyfriend of 8 months said and stood up to stretch. 

“Yes, I can finally have my ice cream. I’m gonna have cookies and cream and mocha,” you pointed to him and smiled when his face fell.

“Damn it, Y/N, I wanted cookies and cream.”

“Ha! I said it first. Cookies and cream is mine!” 

“Yeah, whatever, as long as my girl’s happy,” he took your hand and led you out of the room to get some ice cream. 


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anonymous asked:

tree bros prompt where evan works at a la mode and connor comes in with his family and is really shy and embarrassed bc oh look there's a new worker and he's really cute

yoyo mayo this got a lot longer than i planned it to be but hope u like it nd thanks for the prompt, anon!

Connor’s day went from bad to worse once his parents broke down the news that they’re going for a “family treat” at A La Mode. Once he saw the smiling face of his mother - and the calm one of his sister, and the content one of his father - his nose scrunched. Was it of disgust, or of annoyance - because it’s like they were rubbing it in his face that they’re all perfect, except for him - or perhaps both, he didn’t know. All he was aware of was the hopeful glint in Cynthia’s eyes while she looked at him as if she was begging him to go.

He sighed, putting down his phone (because “staring at your phone while someone is talking to you is very impolite, Connor!”) and facing his mom with a tired expression.

“Do I have to?”

Cynthia clapped her hands together, obviously delighted that she did not receive a blatant “no.”

“It could be useful.” She said. “You could meet someone!”

“Yeah. Maybe you find a real friend in a person. You know, a human being. Not weed.” Zoe added nonchalantly. “Besides, you could use some family time. You’ve been locked in your hole of a room since the beginning of the summer.”

“No one would want to have family time with someone like you, Zo.” Connor snarled, his hand already reaching for his phone so he can get up and get the hell away from everyone.

“Zoe. Don’t be mean to your brother.”

“She’s right, you know.” Larry interrupted, earning a glare from Connor.

Cynthia sighed (once again) and unclasped her hands to place one on Connor’s shoulder. “Look, Connor. You really should find someone to be friends with. It helps to not be alone.”

“Friendship isn’t going to cure me.” Connor scoffed, shrugging her hand away.

“I never said it would cure you. I said it would help.” Cynthia drew back her hand, a sad look on her face. “Just try it. Were going to A La Mode, and if you don’t like it there, you won’t have to go ever again, okay?”

Connor actually considered it. It was a pleasing offer, after all. One afternoon with this hell of a family and then never again? Sign me up!

“Alright, okay. Sure. Ill try it.”

“Good.” His mom nodded, happy and content and gross. “Go get ready, you too Zoe! I want you both in front of the car in 15 minutes!”

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Connor regretted everything. The deal, what he decided to wear, his chipped nail polish… Everything was absolute shit.

The car was way too hot for resting in the sun all day, and the black leather of the seat stuck to him like glue.The seat belt was basically carving his chest, but he had to wear it because “Traffic safety is important, Connor!” Ugh.

Some obnoxious pop song was playing - thanks to Zoe’s terrible taste in music - and he thought his ears are going to bleed. Literally.

“Can you turn that shit down?” He yelled over it, annoyed and so done with this bullshit.

“That “shit” is the number 1 song on the pop songs chart, thank you very much.” Zoe retorted, and Connor saw red flash before his eyes.

“Alright, you two, we’re here.”

Connor felt like throwing up at the sight. Everything was pastel and cute and adorable and disgusting. More disgusting than he remembered. Baby pink posters poked his eyes like literal thorns, and the bright blue walls weren’t much better.

“Who designed this thing? A toddler?”

Cynthia flinched at the snarky comment, but said nothing except: “Be nice.”

Connor felt relief wash over him once he realized the place was mostly empty. There was a pair sitting in a corner and a girl sitting alone to his far left. He took the chance and ran for the table to his farthest right, not wasting any time on waiting for his parents and Zoe. He didn’t bother to look at the menu, they came here way too often for him to not be a regular.

The four of them sat in absolute silence for about 5 minutes, Larry being the only one who actually looked at the menu. “I want to try something new out.” He said, which was weird, because he was a pretty plain guy. Vanilla or chocolate. No joking around.

“G-good afternoon, can I h-have your order?”

“I’ll have, um, cookie dough.”

“Strawberry.”

“Vanilla.” It was Larry, of course. That much about trying out something new.

“I’ll just have the regular.” Connor said simply, eyes still fixated on his phone.

“A-ah, um, sorry, I don’t usually w-work here…”

Only then did Connor actually look up, and to his surprise, saw that, yeah, that wasn’t the usual employee who worked here. It was someone much cuter.

The boy in front of him wore a blue polo shirt accompanied with a white apron, his eyes were soft brown - the prettiest brown Connor had ever seen - his hair was dirty blonde, and dear god, he had the cutest awkward smile plastered on his face.

Connor was at loss of words at this point, he kept opening his mouth - but nothing would come out.

“He’ll just have chocolate.” Zoe cut in, carrying an apologetic smile. “Sorry, he’s a bit awkward.”

“O-oh.” The cute boy stuttered, his smile suddenly dropping. “It’s okay! I-I am too!”

The the four of them (without Connor) shared a laugh before the adorable stranger left to get their orders done.

After a minute of being in a trance, Connor’s head whipped to Zoe. “I don’t even like chocolate!”

“That’s for the ugly remark about my favourite song.” She said, flipping him a bird from under the table.

Shit, Connor thought, I didn’t even get his name.

Thankfully, when he came back, Connor caught the name on the tag that sat on the strap of his apron. It was Evan. A cute name for a cute individual.

Evan smiled politely while handing the ice cream over to Connor, and damn, it was cute and aimed at him, the Connor Murphy who wore black chipped nail polish and smelled like weed half of the time and was a failure in practically everything, and a cute boy was smiling at him, just at him.

Connor ate his ice cream as if he had starved for months - which earned him quite a few brain freezes - and as soon as he was done with it, he scrambled up to his feet and walked to the counter. He leaned his elbow on it and gathered all the confidence he had to try and seem as casual as possible.

The cute boy - Evan - was in front of him as soon as he appeared, wearing that same smile, and god, it made Connor’s heart melt.

“Can I have a refill?” Connor slid his cup casually, despite his brain screaming at him that he’s going to fuck something up. “And your number?”

It took every single atom of strength in Connor’s body to prevent him from exploding at the spot. He expected rejection - the soft kind though, Evan seemed like that guy who would feel bad and apologize for rejecting you - and it was eating him alive.

Instead of spitting out a “no”, Evan just blushed and smiled even wider, and shit, Connor was far too gone now.

Once Evan came back with Connor’s ice cream, and seemingly nothing else, Connor’s heart dropped into his stomach. Evan handed him the cup - his hand was shaking just slightly, which made him even cuter - and Connor silently accepted it. You really fucked everything up now.

And then, out of thin air - or more precisely, the front pocket of his apron - Evan pulled out a yellow post-it note and planted it in front of Connor.

“I-I’m free every day e-except Mondays and Wednesdays.” He said, and Connor instantly put up a mental reminder to remember that.

“Uh, thanks. For the ice cream, I mean.” Connor grabbed the note, holding it between his fingers. “This too, of course.”

There was a beat of awkward silence and then: “I n-never got your name.”

Connor winced. “Oh! Of course, ah, it’s Connor. Sorry.”

Evan smiled again - dear lord he smiles a lot is he trying to kill me - and nodded. “It’s okay. I should expect a message, then?” He said, seeming almost surprised that he didn’t stutter.

Connor winked before leaning a bit closer.

“Turn your volume up.”

Evan flushed and Connor turned on his heel, walking away with a grin on his face and a post-it note in his pocket.

Maybe he should listen to his mom more.

three types of people at a wedding proposal 

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“There was something odd and complicated about all of these boys. […] Their lives were somehow a web, and she had managed to get herself stuck in the very edge of it.” – The Raven Boys

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Sometimes Boof wonders why Dunny’s eyes are always closed. Is he sleepy a lot? It must be tiring being so nice all the time!

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Golden Snitch // Kim Doyoung

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the prompt: hello~ can I request a hogwarts!au scenario for Doyoung, where reader is in slytherin and he is in any of the other 3 houses. Doyoung develops a major crush on reader but reader plays hard to get but eventually comes around and starts liking him back

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category: fluff + hogwarts!au

author note: ah my first request in awhile. it feels good to get new prompts and stuff. I was also excited to see doyoung as my first request since he is the loml. please enjoy! (I hope this is what you wanted.)

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(bringing black-haired doyoung back bc wow)

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Lost Boy

Takashi Shirogane x reader

Originally posted by diolazuli

There was a time when I was alone

Shiro remembered when he would be in his own personal cell, no one to talk to, no one to even cry with to sleep. It was so incredibly lonely that sometimes he thought he should break out and get himself killed just for the hell of it. But something held him back, he didn’t know what it was. Maybe leaving Keith all alone on earth? No, that wasn’t it. He had been gone for so long now, Keith would clearly be able to make it without him. It was so lonely here…and so painful just to stay. He wanted to leave. But then the day came.

The next couple of hours were a blur, first he was with the doctors from the Garrison, they put him under and then he wasn’t at the Garrison anymore. He was in Keith’s house. “Keith?” He called out. “I’m here Shiro.” Keith came into view. “It’s so good to see you.” Shiro hugged his brotherly counter-part. “It’s good to see you too buddy.” Keith hugged back.

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