can you stop it yo

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me @ those haters who’re trying to smear super junior members

confession time: I slap pastel on everything. even the things that arent supposed to be in pastel

(thank you @novembon for the request and the kind words!!! I’m glad you enjoy what Ive got on my blog. hope this reigen trying to be cool suits your taste.)

this request post predicts the pastel apocalypse. find out how the world will end right here

Goldilocks || 10 (End)

Rated M (language, and suggestive content)

Warnings: handjob, fingering, just generally cringey stuff- yknow, the usual

Summary: After getting evicted, your two best friends Jimin and Taehyung offer you a place to stay until you get back on your feet. Needless to say, with a part time job and a mountain of student debt, that’s not happening any time soon. Eventually, they DO become really fond of having you around, helping with chores and even splitting rent. So when you come home one day to find someone has been sleeping in your couch-bed, well… it’s something you won’t take lightly.

Word Count: 7.9k

Out of context Goldilocks quote:
“If I didn’t know that you used that atrocity to jerk off, I’d ask if I could have it.”

Links to: Goldilocks Masterlist || Previous || Bonus (All That Glitters)

Originally posted by jengkook

Part 10:

It takes a few minutes to get Jungkook to the car, but you finally coax him into the passenger’s seat. His cheek is already blotchy red, spiderwebbed with vivid crimson. It looks like his father doesn’t pull punches.

Scurrying back to the front of the apartment complex, you pick up the textbook you’d abandoned earlier before slipping into the small liquor store to grab the first thing you can out of the freezer section. Only when you’re purchasing it and get carded do you realize it’s alcohol. Hard cider. Perfect. Two birds, one stone.

Getting back into the driver’s seat, you hand Jungkook the bottle.

He looks like he wants to throw it back at you, but you hastily explain, “Put it on your cheek until we can get you an ice pack.”

“I’m not gonna-”

Do it.”

Jungkook presses the cold glass to his face, grumbling, but not loud enough that you can retort to any of it. The drive back to Jimin and Taehyung’s apartment is silent. You don’t really need directions anymore and you don’t have the energy or the desire to start a conversation. Apparently he doesn’t either.

What is there to say anyway? “Hey Jungkook, that sucks that your dad punched you?” Or “Sorry he’s an alcoholic?” Or maybe: “did you do something to piss him off because I think you’re an asshole and will project that image onto other parts of your life that you may or may not be responsible for or have control over?”

After parking, you lead the way up to the apartment door and immediately steer Jungkook into the kitchen, where you sit him down and none too gently press an ice pack to his face. You may have helped him with his textbook, but that doesn’t mean you’re about to make friendship bracelets and sing Kumbaya around a campfire. You take the bottle of hard cider from him and open it quickly, taking a swig.

The house is quiet.

From what you can see, Yoongi and Jimin have left the living room. Where have they gone? It’s not really your business, but you will have questions for the younger man later. As of now, you have questions for someone else.

You turn to Jungkook.

He probably won’t answer many, if any of them, but with your scalp aching from where Jungkook’s father had grabbed the hair at the back of your head, you’re hoping he’ll at least be able to tell you what’s going on.

Of course, his immediate response is, “It’s none of your fucking business.”

“Look, that man attacked me and I think I have a right to know why.”

Jungkook shifts his weight in the chair, scowling, “I already told you, I fucked a random girl in-”

“No, both you and I know that was bullshit,” you retort. “So take a moment, stop acting twelve, be a man, be vulnerable, and tell me why I got assaulted over a damn textbook.”

The golden haired boy’s gaze stays pinned on his feet, eyebrows knitted, looking like a chastised child. The silence sits heavily in the room. You don’t move. You don’t look away.

Jungkook finally mumbles, “My mom is filing for a divorce.”

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yo klance shippers: chill, you can still ship, stopping hating

yo sheith shippers: you do you, no hate either

yo people that actually like it because it (maybe) shows more about shiro and keiths relationship and how much they mean to each other : same

yo people that actually like it because they like to theorize and discover more about the show and their interesting and awesome characters: yES

yo people who don’t even know what i’m talking about: :3

 okay no but timkon coffee shop aus could include (but are not limited to):

  • tim is a daily regular at the coffee shop and one day there’s a new barista that can’t seem to get into the flow of the store and who also cant seem to make very good coffee but tim doesn’t want to complain because said new barista is hot af
  • tim and kon both work at the coffee shop and most of their free time on the clock is spent with tim trying to explain the difference between all the coffee beans and making pour overs like “here try this one, taste the difference” and kon really doesn’t understand anything but the fact that tim is really cute when he gets excited about coffee
  • again, they both work at the shop but they work different schedules and never truly have met each other (tim’s shift always ends at 2, kon always comes in at 4) but both have heard how attractive and great the other is through coworkers and they finally met when one covers someone else’s shift and damn the others were fuckin’ right
  • tim is the asshole customer without meaning to be. on one occasion right before they were about to close for the night, he comes in getting drinks for the whole family (’who needs seven coffees/lattes at 11pm???’) and on another, right after open, he tries to use a $100 for his $2 coffee because it’s literally all he has in his wallet (and kon kind of holds a grudge about all of it for a while)
  • tim works at the shop and kon comes in every now and then, always late in the day when no other customers are really around, and tim ends up venting to him about how shitty the other customers have been all day while he makes kon’s drink and one day kon stays for a bit at a table and leaves a napkin with his number and a note about being all ear’s whenever tim needs to vent
  • a slow burn au where one works at the shop and the other is a customer that comes in sometimes and they really don’t talk beyond ‘how’re you doin’ today?’ but they both want to and eventually with every visit they begin talking a little more and more
  • neither of them work at the shop but tim’s always there with his laptop, working away on whatever the hell he’s working on, and kon goes there because it’s a nice place to just relax and they always see each other and sometimes they’ll catch the other glancing at them until one day kon sits at tim’s usual table and just starts talking
  • (again neither of them work there) but they both order the same drink and the barista calls it out by the drink, not a name, and it’s the dumbest cheesiest moment where they both think it’s theirs and need i go on
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Just you and me, buddy. Just you and me. 

kittenpowerblog  asked:

What would happen if the UF/UT/and US skelebrothers found out their SO fell down Mount Ebott b/c of a yandere stalking them? ((IDK anymore))

(lmao. Also yandere asks are ok, as long as it’s not about the UT characters or the s/o as an yandere caus I don’t like yandere stuff thaaat much.)

UF Sans: Yeahhh….hes not letting you go back to the surface until you to know how to resolve that situation.

UF Papyrus: Protection mode activated. He won’t let that person near you. Never again. He is like a wall of bones and cloth.

UT Sans: Man, there are sure some freaks on the surface. He will report them to the police the moment you are on the surface.

UT Papyrus: He wil hav a long talk with your stalker. he want’s to know why they do it, and find a way to help them somehow so they stop this kind of behavior.

US Sans: Whaat? Why would somebody do that? He will over the person to find some other hobby for them and to please stop following you around.

US Papyrus: “yo, buddy, can you stop that creepy shit you’re doing?”, he will try to scare the stalker off, but then just hover around you protectivly and report the stalker to the police.

Yo @ hollywood: can you stop casting Latinx people as ONLY gang members or criminals please?!? Yes, you have made great strides in trying to cast us in other roles, but it’s still barely anything. Please, make us more than the stereotypes you have decided we are.

To all the pornblogs sending stuff to angel ( rant warning)

Yo can you all fucking stop? She’s literally 12 years old, only a preteen and you’re sending her dickpics? Stop it. It isn’t funny to see her reaction to all of your gross short dicks at all. You are ruining her vision. You fucking pedophile back the fuck off from her she’s only a kid. “Oh but she knows she likes it!” “But it’s good for her!” No, I won’t have any of that shit. Leave angel alone for goodness sake. Have you ever heard of jail? Have you ever heard of getting help? Because I think all of you gross pedophiles need it. I already told the fucking staff of tumblr so if you don’t back off now you’ll see what happens. Leave angel alone.

Real conversations with a 4 year old today...

6 yo: “Mommy, is it illegal to tickle a police officer?”
Me: “Whaa…?”
4 yo: “Yes, it is.”
Me: “Why would you tickle a police officer?”
4 yo: “So you can get away.”
Me: “Oh.  Well, in that case, yes, you’re right.”
6 yo: “I knew it!”
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Me: “Why is your hair wet?”
4 yo: “I watered it.”
Me: “Why??”
4 yo: “So it can grow.”
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Me: “Stop fighting! What are you guys doing?”
4 yo: “It’s his fault.  He’s trying to choke me so I can go to Heaven.”

Tomorrow, he turns five.  

As requested: translation of the whole song Kavinsky plays Ronan

(oh my god I can’t believe I am actually doing this :D sorry for the shitty translation but it’s a really hard song cause it’s full of slang and bulgarian stuff; the numbers in brackets are stuff explained on the bottom of the post, stuff you need to know in order to get the whole picture; enjoy! maggie-stiefvater , don’t know if anyone translated this for you, but if not, here you go, a fan present of a sort ^_^ <3 )

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