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Being A Hufflepuff Would Include...

Slytherin | Gryffindor | Ravenclaw 

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  • Feeling refreshed every time you woke up because the common room is so fresh and earthly
  • “Why do you look so good at this time in the morning?”
  • Being friends with people from each house
  • Being great at geography because of the globes and maps that are dotted around the common room
  • Loving Professor Sprout so much
  • P. Sprout always coming into the common room to play board games and karaoke
  • Dance parties 
  • Everyone being surprised every time you get sassy
  • Being really over protective of all of your friends and not being afraid to get mad at people who hurt them
  • Sneaking into the kitchens at midnight for snacks
  • Not even caring about house points because you’d rather have fun then play by rules to get points
  • muggle Polaroid cameras dotted around the common room with self refilling polaroids 
  • loud music in the common room on saturday nights
  • Creating tight friendships with the other puffs in your year and staying up late talking about everything
  • ultimate squad goals
  • Giving the best presents 
  • Other houses always confused as to how you get into your common room
  • “What do you mean you don’t have a password?”
  • Always helping people who drop their books or anything even if it means being left behind 
  • smol badass cinnamon buns 
  • Hufflepuff PRIDE
A Roadtrip | Pt. (1/2)

Originally posted by jeonify

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Member: Jeon Jungkook

Words: 4.2k

Synopsis: The title says it all. Jungkook makes your planned roadtrip to Busan a bit messy

A/N: Jungkook…. has got me feeling some type of ways, so I HAD to write this. I originally intended to post this as one whole scenario but that’d be too long I guess. Anyways, I promise that after I posting the next part of this story I will continue with The Four Elements lgkjaggalksjh. I just…. needed a way to get my feelings straight….. I’m a mess.

Pt. 2

You loved the feeling of the fresh summer breeze coming in contact with the soft skin on your face, the wind causing your hair to wave in the air, your eyes closed as you let the breeze calm you down.

Roadtrips were your favorite thing, and it became kind of your own tradition to do a city roadtrip every summer. You did not know exactly when it started, but every year around July, you found yourself driving in your cabriolet to random cities, enjoying every single unique element that each city in your country had, eventually taking pictures with your polaroid, the memories captured forever, just in one single picture.

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If Yuuri was a stripper back in Detroit Pt 9
  • Viktor: So did Phichit know about your job?
  • Yuuri: Nah, he just thought I had a sugar daddy or something.
  • Viktor: ...What?
  • Yuuri: Well I'd get called into work around midnight and then come home at like 4am sweaty and exhausted and covered in glitter and with a fresh wad of cash. He figured it was a booty call.
  • Viktor: And he was okay with it?!
  • Yuuri: Well at first he questioned me a lot but I bought him a new pair of headphones and he was cool about it. He'd sneak condoms in my pocket and tell me to let "daddy" know he said hi. He called him Greg.
  • Viktor: ... I'm glad you have such... supportive friends?
  • Yuuri: Yeah it was kinda weird. But I figured it was better than telling him I stripped. When I quit I told him I had broken up with Greg.
  • Viktor: How did he take it?
  • Yuuri: He asked if he could start seeing him instead.
  • Viktor: REALLY?!
  • Yuuri: He missed that sugar daddy cash. I didn't have the heart to tell him I was earning it. To this day I still make up stories about Greg to let Phichit know he's doing okay.
  • Viktor: Wouldn't it be easier to tell him you stripped?
  • Yuuri: The Legend of Velvet Axel dies with us.

Prompt: “What about a Soulmate one with bones.” -Anon

Word Count: 2,140

Author’s Note: In doing my research for this one, I learned that I think I love this trope. It’s so cute. I hope you guys like this, we’ve been waiting on this one for a while!

Tags: @bkwrm523

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"Be One Of Us Tonight." (Sirius Black x Reader)

Type: Fluff

Warnings: None

Summary/Prompt: “Be one of us tonight.”

Word count: 1211 (might be one of the longest I’ve ever done??)

Notes: I didn’t really like how this one turned out, and I think it could have been a lot better tbh. But, a reliable source told me they’d strangle me if I didn’t post it, so I decided to anyways. Enjoy!

Request here!

“Come on Y/N, you can’t spend your whole life studying.” whined James. “Besides, it’ll do you good to get outside and get some fresh air!”

“I’m too busy to be caught illegally broom flying at two in the morning Prongs.” you said, rolling your eyes. “I have a reputation to uphold.”

“I swear, you’re no fun since you became a prefect.” he pouted, flopping down on the sofa next to you.

You didn’t reply, only continued with your Anicent Runes homework, furrowing your brows in concentration as your quill glided smoothly over the parchment. It wasn’t long before James huffed in annoyance at your stubbornness and left, disappearing up into the boys dorm. Soon he was replaced by Sirius, whom you interrupted before he’d even opened his mouth.

“I’m not coming with you Sirius.”

“Why not? Can’t you live a little Y/N?”

“No, I can’t Sirius.” you hissed, slamming your quill down onto the table and turning to face him. “Unlike you and James and Remus, I actually have to study to get top grades. I’m not ridiculously talented like you guys, I actually have to work to get what I want!”

“Bullshit Y/N, of course you’re talented, you’re the best at potions by a mile. Slughorn practically worships you.” laughed Sirius.

“I’m not coming with you okay? And that’s final.” you snapped, turning back to your work.

“Please Y/N. Be one of us tonight.”

*eight hours later, two in the morning*

“This is by far the worst idea I’ve ever had.” you grumbled, throwing your broom down onto the grass. “Why in Merlin’s name did I let you convince me to do this?”

“Lighten up a little Y/N!” exclaimed James. “You’re here to have some fun. Remember that word? ‘Fun’?”

You growled and shot a couple of mild stinging hexes at him, which he deflected easily, laughing as he did so.

“Why didn’t you drag Remus out here?” you whined, mounting your broom.

“He’s on patrol tonight.” called Sirius, swooping gracefully through the air above you.

Sighing, you decided that as long as you were out here, you’d better make the most of it, as you would most likely have to pull an all nighter tomorrow in order to make up for the lost study time. As you rose into the air, you marvelled at how you never ceased to feel that rush of adrenaline you got from flying, no matter how many times you’d done it.

“Y/N, coming your way!” shouted James, as he threw a ball towards you.

Considering the fact that he was a well built Chaser on the Gryffindor Quidditch team, the ball came at you with much more force and speed than you had expected, nearly knocking you clean of your broom as you caught it.

“What the hell Prongs, you try a kill me or something?” you laughed, righting yourself quickly. “Heads up Pads!”

The next hour was spent with the three of you simply throwing a ball around on your brooms, chasing each other, and narrowly missing hexes when someone aimed the ball at someone else’s head. Pretty soon, you all crashed to the ground, exhausted from laughing. James produced his invisibility cloak and grinned at the both of you.

“I’m going to the kitchens to see if I can find some food, I’ll be right back. Please don’t maim each other too seriously whilst I’m gone.”

And before either of you could say anything, he was gone, sprinting across the field towards the castle. That left you and Sirius, surrounded by the cold night air, content in each other’s company.

“Come here.” said Sirius, noticing you begin to shiver and holding his arms out.

You crawled towards his, basking in his warmth as his strong arms wrapped around you, and you heard him mutter a wandless heating charm that quickly surrounded the both of you.

“Better?” he asked.

“Much.” you replied quietly, and once again everything was quiet.

“Y/N, I’m about to say something crazy, and I need you to hear me out and not say anything till I’m done okay?” said Sirius, and you detected a hint of nervousness in his usually confident voice that you’d never heard before.

“Okay, I’m listening.” you whispered, wriggling around slightly to look at him.

“Fuck, this is such a bad idea… I like you Y/N, properly like you. Not in a ‘she’s-really-hot-and-I’m-Sirius-Black-so-I’m-gonna-ask-her-out-and-ditch-her-three-days-later’ kind of way either. And this is really weird, because I’ve never liked a girl like I like you, so I’ve never had to ask a girl out like this before. So here I am, asking you, with no winking or smirking or anything like that. Will you go on a date with me Y/N?”

You simply sat, eyebrows raised in shock at the words that just hit you.

Sirius Black liked you?

Sirius Black, heartthrob of Hogwarts among witches and wizards alike, liked you enough to ask you on a proper date?

You’d been so wrapped up in your thoughts, it took you a second to even process the fact that Sirius had started speaking again.

“I mean, I know it was stupid to think that you liked me back, but I figured that-”

“Shut up you tosser, of course I’ll go out with you.” you laughed, watching as his shoulders slumped in relief.

“Well thank Merlin for that, I thought I’d made a right pratt of myself for a second there.” said Sirius, slapping your knee in mock anger.

“So do I get a kiss or what?” you asked, raising one eyebrow at his smirk.

“Of course, I should be happy to oblige.” he said, and at once his lips were on yours, and the only thing going through your mind was ‘more, more, more’.

Before long you were both lying down in the grass, surrounded by the heating charm, hands tangled in each other’s hair, bodies pressed together, bathing in the moonlight. You hands slid up underneath Sirius’ shirt, before you were interrupted by a cry of anguish.

“My eyes! My beautiful virgin eyes!” yelled James, standing three feet away, weighed down by food. “I leave the two of you alone for five minutes and I come back to see you making out in the middle of the Quidditch feild!”

You stood up quickly, smoothing out your hair and pulling down your t shirt, as Sirius stood text to you and wrapped his arm around you.

“You’ve been nagging me for months to grow a pair and ask her out you prick, and now you’re yelling at me for it?” laughed Sirius, as James rolled his eyes.

“I guess I brought that upon myself. Now, I’d like to enjoy my midnight feast without being tainted by your sinning, so could you two sit at least six feet apart please?” asked James, laying out the food he’d brought.

With that, you looked him straight in the eye, and plonked yourself down onto Sirius’ lap, pecking him on the lips for good measure. James sighed dramatically, flopping down onto the grass, and Sirius just nuzzled his face into your hair, whispering,

“That’s my girl.”

MBTI types as The Raven Cycle character quotes
  • ENFP: “So you come up with five, like, super great chicken recipes. Like, rotisserie. Those are the ones that cook for ever, right?”
  • ISTJ: “Dying’s a boring side effect.” 
  • ENFJ: “I didn’t just come get you out of this hole for you to die on purpose.”
  • ENTP: “I’m glad you misdialed.”
  • ISFJ: “I’d like to see quite a bit of what’s going on beneath all of the young men here. You may volounteer for my attention if you’d like.” 
  • ESFJ: “The question I’m asking myself…, is why I’m in the Fresh-Fresh-Eagle at eleven P.M.” 
  • INTP: “Pretend you have your earbuds in” 
  • ENTJ: “It is important to practise safe bicycling, and they have not yet made a helmet to accommodate my hair.” 
  • INFJ: “I’m not a creeper. I’m just a guy looking for a king.” 
  • ESTJ: “I mean this in the kindest possible way, but you cannot make tea for love or money.” 
  • INFP: “Do you have stitches on your face? Bad. Ass. Put it here, you asshole.” 
  • INTJ: “I just want to pretend. I want to pretend that I could.” 
  • ESTP: “I thought you were dead in a ditch.” 
  • ESFP: “Aim high. And do it fast, man, or you’ll blow your arm off. No one wants half a tattoo.” 
  • ISFP: “I like the way you losers thought Instagram before first aid. Fuck off.” 
  • ISTP: “I’d ask you out, if I was alive.”

THERESE is roused from sleep with the sound of an approaching
car. She opens her eyes, taking in her surroundings - the
comfortable guest room at CAROL’S. She hears voices from
outside and turns to look out her window.
A fresh layer of snow has fallen and ABBY’S car has pulled up
the drive, top-down as usual. CAROL can be seen outside, with
a coat thrown over her robe.
CAROL: Are you on your way to bed or just getting up?
ABBY: Both.
ABBY tries to stifle a laugh, doesn’t quite. CAROL puts a
finger to her lips: “shhh.”
ABBY (CONT’D): Go for a ride?
CAROL: You nitwit.
ABBY: Well, I had to come see you off, didn’t I?
CAROL: I’m not alone.
ABBY: Uh-oh…
CAROL: (laughs, then) Come in. There’s coffee.
ABBY hops out of the car.

ABBY and CAROL enter the house.
ABBY: This place is gloomy as a coal pit in the mornings.
They see THERESE sitting at the top of the stairs in her
CAROL: We woke you. Go back to sleep, it’s early…
THERESE: That’s okay. Can I - come down?
ABBY stifles a snort. CAROL ribs her, good-naturedly. THERESE
guardedly watches the way the two interact.
CAROL: Of course. There’s a robe in the closet.
THERESE stands, and ABBY sizes her up.
CAROL (CONT’D): This is Abby Gerhard.
ABBY: I have no manners.
CAROL: Absolutely none.
ABBY: But it’s nice to meet you, Therese, all the same.
THERESE nods, smiling, then slips back down the hall.

ABBY is finishing preparing sandwiches which THERESE is
wrapping up.
THERESE: Have you known Carol for a long time?
ABBY: Uh-huh.
A pause while they work.
THERESE: Did you ever take a trip? With Carol, I mean?
ABBY: Two or three.
THERESE can’t quite cover her slight frown. ABBY clocks this.
ABBY (CONT’D): We had a furniture shop for a couple years, outside Elizabeth. So we were always on the prowl for antiques or second-hand stuff.
She grabs a pack of cigarettes from the counter, lights one.
THERESE watches her. ABBY offers her a cigarette and a light.
ABBY (CONT’D): You old enough to smoke?
A beat, before ABBY breaks a smile, and THERESE decides to
smile along.
A beat, then:
ABBY: You know she’s got a lot of worries right now. You know that, don’t you?
THERESE: I know.
ABBY: And she’s lonely.
THERESE: Is that why she wants me to go with her?
ABBY looks out a kitchen window, smokes.
ABBY (CONT’D): Just - don’t want to see her getting hurt. That’s it.
THERESE: I’d never hurt Carol. You think I would?
ABBY: No. (she looks frankly at THERESE)I don’t.
THERESE starts putting the food and drinks into a large picnic basket.
THERESE: What happened to the furniture store?
ABBY sighs. She suddenly looks a little sad to THERESE.
ABBY: It was… (resuming her chores): Some things don’t work out, no
matter how much you want them to.

// if google is right, then a neet is someone who doesn’t have a job and doesn’t attend school?

Going off of that so hopefully it’s all good. Also this is pretty short because i’m rushing requests to get them open as soon as I can!
Whoops (。-ω-)


- It’s not the job bit that bothers him, he can handle the two of you on his income alone– But you have to be more active, it’s bad for your health if you don’t get any sun in a day.

- Besides, he goes for runs a lot so he tries to persuade you to come with him on occasions so he won’t be lonely and you’ll get some fresh air. He doesn’t want you closed in that tiny apartment all the time.


- Doesn’t care at all just because he obviously has the means to be able to take care of the both of you. If you’d like to stay home so be it, he actually sort of prefers it that way.

- As long as you’re healthy and happy he doesn’t really mind you being home all the time. Elizabeth the 3rd keeps you company until he returns.

- Just make sure you see him at work sometimes! He loves your surprise visits and it’s nice to get out and about for once.


- It’s kind of hard because now there’s two people living in his tiny house, he tries to work extra hours at the clinic but he would like it if you could maybe work from home, like Seven does. Not hacking, just something. So you don’t have to go anywhere but still he can pay rent and have a little more for on the side than he does now.

- You do have Lisa at home so he’s not worried about you getting too lonely.

- It’s always nice to come back after a long day of work to you though, he knows you’ll always be there waiting for him at least!!


- Well.. She’s okay with it as long as you don’t get lazy. At least go outside sometimes and enjoy the fresh air, clear your head a little.

- She works a lot so she’s afraid you’ll become lonely at home, considers maybe even getting you a dog to keep you company.

- Her salary is pretty good so rent and such isn’t an issue. She just doesn’t want you to become sick from vitamin D deficiency.


- Honestly.. Same? He has to work though obviously but staying home and devoting your life to becoming hermits isn’t such a bad idea to him

- Actually sort of prefers that lifestyle. With the exception of late night car rides every once in awhile to get some air and have a little fun. Won’t worry about it at all because he loves it, at home being lazy with you 24/7 is the best.


- He can’t see why you’d like to stay locked in a house by yourself all the time? Then again, he was like that for awhile. But he wasn’t happy living like that.

- Loves to take you outside to look at the clouds with him, he can understand you not wanting to go in public places which he respects but please just go on a picnic with him!! Walks too. He feels so at peace when he’s under a pretty blue sky and wants you to feel that peace as well.


25 Days Christmas Romance Challenge || Day 2

Character A’s best friend rigs the Secret Santa, because they know Character A has a crush on Character B.

[CS+a touch of Red Beauty]

Rigged; ~ 3, 000 words; FF.NET || AO3

She’s not doing anything wrong. Nope. Nothing wrong at all. Not. A. Thi-

“Mary Margaret, hey!” Belle jumps as the door opens and her eyes widen with something surprisingly resembling guilt, her cheeks taking on a fresh ruby tint.

But MM shakes off the thought as soon as it comes. Belle is by far the sweetest person at the office and doesn’t have a mean and dishonest bone in her body.

Then she sees the bowl.

“Are those the names for the Secret Santa?”

“Yes, I- I thought I’d take it off your hands this year.”

“Oh, that’s sweet of you. Thanks for getting all the names ready, I can take it from here.”

Mary Margaret reaches for the bowl. Belle promptly gives another little jump, pulling it closer to herself.

“No, no, it’s no trouble at all. I’ll go around once everyone is back from lunch.”

“You really don’t have to, Belle,” Mary Margaret laughs lightly to cover up the way she unconsciously stressed her name. “I’m used to it, I know how to get even the greenest of Grinches to participate.”

“I know, but I thought I’d save you the trouble of going around all the floors. I have to deliver the mail anyway. I will be sure to threaten any Christmas cynics with holding their mail hostage, if they don’t draw a name.”

Belle laughs and MM would notice how nervous it rings out, if she didn’t rush to join in.

“No, really, Belle, there’s no need. I can take care of it.”

Mary Margaret reaches for the bowl again. It is awkward at best, the way she is holding her hands out, waiting to receive the names. And she would feel terrible, she does feel terrible, watching Belle shuffle her feet and glance in all directions as if waiting for a rescue from somewhere. She would feel terrible but she really, really needs that bowl this year. Mary Margaret is tired of leaving things to chance, tired of stubborn blonde women that don’t believe in the magic of Christmas. Or True Love.

“Belle?” she cringes at her insistent tone and swears to herself that she will make it up to the girl.

But Belle just takes a deep breath, bites hard on her lip and looks up, cheeks now definitely flaming.

“Well, it’s just that… I don’t have much reason to go to the fifth floor usually a-and… I was hoping to get a chance to…” she drops her gaze again and Mary Margaret contemplates just giving up but it’s been two years. “Mm, I was hoping to talk to Ruby?”


Mary Margaret stands there with her mouth in a stunned little ‘o’ shape for a solid ten seconds, staring at the woman before her, who was hugging the bowl to her chest as some sort of a shield.

She has to back down, it wouldn’t be right to try to kickstart one love story at the expense of another. Mary Margaret can’t let herself do that to Belle, or Emma for that matter. Plus, she is pretty damn sure Ruby would most certainly kill her, if she knew.

So with a mighty sigh of defeat, she drops her arms and gives Belle a half-sad, half-encouraging smile.

“Of course, Belle, that…” she smiles wider then and reaches over to squeeze the other woman’s arm. “I’m sure she’ll be delighted.”

She gives Belle a conspiratorial wink and leaves the staff room, shoulders a little slummed but conscience clear. The other girl stares after her, face twisted in a combination of embarrassment and guilt.

“Well, at least it wasn’t a complete lie,” she tells herself, voice small but with a note of excitement sneaking in now that her plan was back on track. “You better appreciate this, Jones.”


If Mary Margaret didn’t need to play it cool right now, she’d be shoving the paper in her hand in Emma’s face this very second. Telling her all about how things happened the way they were supposed to, all about destiny, and serendipity, and things working out just when you’d given up because you were trying to do good.

She’d say all that and then some but she really needs to play it cool to pull this off so she just smiles down at the little white paper in her hand, bearing the name she’d been trying so hard to steal.

Killian Jones


“Heeey, Emma!”

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anonymous asked:

Hello! If it's not too much trouble, can I get Matsu reactions or a scenario to their s/o asking if they would like to take a relaxing bubble bath together after a long stressful day? I am in love with this blog. It's wonderful thank you so much!


Oh he would be hella stoked! Of course at first he’d use the opportunity to try to get fresh with you and be his usual frisky self, but after a couple of friendly slaps he’d eventually calm down and allow himself to just enjoy the bath. In spite of how handsy he was earlier he really does love having these nice, chill moments with you since he enjoys being this close to you, both physically and emotionally. You two take turns washing each other’s backs as you just chat about whatever random subject comes to mind. Sometimes you both get real in your talks and other times you two manage to get into the stupidest debates.


He would be completely enamored and petrified by the idea. He has imagined you two in similar scenarios before (albeit with a lot more dramatic lighting and blossoms in the wind) so it’s not as if he’s wholly unprepared for this, but at the same time he loses all cool and becomes a loves-truck fool when the actual situation occurs. He tries bringing in candles and roses to “help with the mood” but you quickly throw that idea out since the stuff you provided is more than enough. This is for you two to relax. All the same though, he’s still his usual sweet, doting self and would offer to wash your hair for you as you talk about your day.


The idea of sharing a bath with you sounds like the opposite of a relaxing time! Don’t get him wrong, he loves everything about that idea, but he wouldn’t even know what to do with himself or what you would expect from something like this. Once you get him in the tub and let him relax for a bit, he actually gets quite comfortable with the situation and even allows himself to vent about a few things that have been bothering him. He tries not to look directly at you since he blushes incredibly easy and doesn’t want to risk making things awkward but you feel that in due time this’ll change.


You know that old adage about cats and water? Well that’s basically what you have to deal with when it comes to dragging this boy into the tub with you. Of course it’s not the water he minds but being this close, this nude, this open with you. It’s almost too much for him. It takes an especially long time for him to settle down and stop being so antsy, but once he does he takes to just lying against your chest, in your arms. He may not be comfortable with you touching his chest or tummy (yet), but running your fingers through his hair seems to do the trick just fine.


He’s super excited about the idea because he loves baths and he loves you so the idea of putting these two things together sounds like the best! He’s so enthusiastic that he jumps right into the tub, giving you little to no warning and forcing you to wait a bit longer for it to get filled up again. While sharing a bath with Jyushimatsu is not exactly calm or soothing, it is a lot of fun and you two spend a good portion playfully splashing each other and trying to make weird shapes out of the bath bubbles. Granted it’s not everyone’s idea of a “relaxing” bath but laughing this much does help the stress of the day just fade away.


He tries to be sly about the whole ordeal and flirt with you about certain aspects of sharing a bath together, but this is all a means to mask how surprisingly nervous he is. Something like this can be a lot more intimate than he’s used to and he’s not sure if he’s ready to really “reveal” himself. These thoughts dissipate once you two are actually in the tub and are instead replaced with genuine affection for you. He lets you talk most of the time as he washes your hair but eventually he’ll feel comfortable enough to talk about his own thoughts and feelings. The bath is as relaxing for you as it is therapeutic for him.


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Yaaay 😊 then I’d like to request a Dean Winchester imagine.Where your ex-boyfriend turned into a werewolf and you live with the brothers in the bunker meanwhile. One day your outside to get some fresh air but then your ex finds you and drags you further in the forest after he hurt you really badly. Dean then finds you bleeding and unconscious :) - @diving-down-to-wonderland 

A/N- So this was meant to come out yesterday but I had to read all of streetcar named desire for college in one night so I didn’t get a chance, so without further ado here you go and happy (belated) halloween to you all!!!

You held out your hands in defense in front of you, bracing yourself for the attack you were sure to come, “David, stop this,” you cried, backing up until you hit the wall behind you and had nowhere to run to.

David advanced forward, snarling and his face and body changed and mangled into something inhuman. He growled and salivated as he slowly approached you, the reflection of the moon outside the window glinted in his eye and suddenly he lunged at you.

Before he could get to you three loud shots sounded throughout the room, you peeled open your eyes to see David had dodged the bullets and jumped out the window and the FBI agent from earlier today dressed in civilian clothing and aiming his gun where David had just been standing. “Are you okay?” he asked in a deep voice, scanning you over for injuries.

“Yes,” you confirmed shakily, “I am.”

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Conserving Water

Originally posted by one-more-kiss-dear

Pairing: John x Reader
Word count: 568
Warnings: Daddy!Kink

Part 4 of Dirty Little Secret

It had been a day since your dad left, and you were taking advantage of it. The night before, you’d heard John on the other side of the wall again. You’d let him hear you, as well, this time adding his name in. Not to long after, you heard him groan out your name as he came.

You’d kept busy all day, cleaning the house. Nothing major like last time, but at least getting the layer of dust off of everything was a start. You’d stripped all the beds to wash the linens, got rid of cobwebs, cleaned out the fridge, and swept. It wasn’t like he was ‘dirty’, but you felt good surprising him with things like that. You never knew how hard a hunt would be, so having him come back to fresh sheets, soft towels, and less housework was appreciated.

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hey just a heads up, since i didn’t know this myself until very recently:

starbucks sells ice water for 25 cents! they give you a venti (you can ask for a trenta if you want more water and it’s the same price!) cup and fill it up with ice and fresh drinking water. i get them all the time.

it doesn’t seem like that big of a deal, but homelessness is a serious issue in the coming summer months and ESP in places like my state where the drinking water tastes atrocious so i figured i’d give you guys the heads up. having fresh cold drinking water makes a huge difference in 105+ F temperatures. water bottles can be expensive – you really can’t beat 25 cents.

last but not least – if you can, keep the cup. the 25 cents is for the cost of the cup and if the employees at your local starbucks are nice they’ll usually refill it for free.

Angel - Writer!AU ft. Jongin

Word count - 1727
Summary - Being the assistant of the writer Do Kyungsoo is rather.. interesting.

Chapters: (1) / (2) / (3) / (4) / (5) / (6) / (7) / (8) / (9) / (10)

The sun was shining on the white marble tiles, only trees giving it slight protection. If you didn’t know better you’d think you were staying at the royal palace or something; corintic tall pillars surrounding the whole place and with paintings gracing the walls inside you could see only if you pass the big tall doors, “Mr. Do,” you called him.

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The Avengers Preference - What He’s Like When He’s Jealous

Bruce Banner / The Hulk

Bruce would be insecure but sweet. He was a professional at keeping his cool - he had to be so he’d do little things to ground himself such as coming over to you and the person you were speaking to that made him jealous and hold your hand or lightly brush your fingers over one another’s. Anything to remind him that you were his - and he knew - so don’t overreact. 

Bucky Barnes

Especially if Bucky hadn’t come to terms with his feelings for you, he’d have a hard time controlling his anger. It could come out in any way but he wouldn’t want to scare or harm anyone because he would know that there was nothing to worry about but he’d just need to get away. Any time you’d see him escaping to go outside for fresh air - you knew something was wrong. And each time you would remind him it was him that you loved; not anyone else. 

Clint Barton / Hawkeye

Clint would be sarcastic and humiliating. Not humiliating to you or him, but he would humiliate the person that he was jealous of and it would seem like an accident to everyone else but you knew he’d do it on purpose. Because he was away so often, Clint was often worried about losing you and acted out in a passive aggressive way. He couldn’t lose you. So, he would be a sarcastic ass instead. 


Loki would panic. As much as he’d like to kill the guy (and he probably could), he knew you would frown upon that option. He’d let what he considered his ‘mortal’ feelings get the better of him and would need to take a few deep breaths about the situation and would probably guide you away from whatever he was jealous of and when you’d ask him if he was jealous, he’d make it very obvious that he was. 

Pietro Maximoff / Quicksilver

Pietro would make sure that the person he was jealous of knew that you were his. ‘Innocently’, he’d take a moment to kiss you in front of the person before leaving casually as if he hadn’t gone out of his way to show that ‘you were his’. You’d always scowl at him about it later on but he’d make it up to you because in all honesty, he would regret nothing.

Steve Rogers / Captain America

Steve wouldn’t seem jealous at first but he’d release his anger later on. He wouldn’t be able to figure out what kind of jealousy he was feeling; was it that he was insecure and couldn’t stand the thought of losing you? Or did he just not like the thought of some guy thinking about naked? Either way, you’d be the one to calm him down after he’d punch through at least 3 punching bags. 


Thor rarely got jealous because he was an Asgardian - nobody messes with an Asgardian, especially the king of the Asgards. This meant if you were at a party, although guys would lurk and check you out, they would stay clear. They knew their place. 

Tony Stark / Iron Man

Tony would make show you off to the world - he loved you and you loved him. This was well known and you rarely ever thought he’d get jealous because he’d never let on that he was. If it was at a party (especially one of his parties) and he caught the guy alone, he’d make sure his feelings were known to him. You’d just forget about the random guy you met at a party that hit on you but that guy would never forget hitting on Tony Stark’s girlfriend and nearly getting his ass kicked. 

anonymous asked:

The thing with Braun and Dana would also explain why you no longer see her on tv. Charlotte and Braun were a thing before him and Dana got together, so it makes sense that the WWE wouldn't want to put them together as a team anymore. It'd be super awkward to work with your ex's new girl while the break up is still pretty fresh. And now since she isn't teaming with Charlotte, WWE has no idea on what to do with Dana. That, and the fact that Emma has a new gimmick when she comes back from injury

Man. What. How y'all know so much about these people’s social lives? HOW DO Y'ALL KNOW SO DAMN MUCH.
Also shoutout to every woman who’s been getting dicked down by that man. Living the dream. Honestly. All I want in life.

Peggy’s reasons to live

Since there is a lot of negativity in the world, I’d thought it’d be nice to make a list of all the things I love. And I’ll be updating this regularly as more things come up


  • Chips
  • Art
  • Christmas lights
  • Seeing that one special person everyday
  • Texting memes to your friends at 1 am
  • Staying up all night in the summer watching your favorite show just because you can
  • Life Teen (my youth group)
  • New Broadway plays
  • Drawing the perfect hand!!!
  • Learning how to animate, slowly, but you’re learning
  • Shading something
  • Learning to cook
  • fresh laundry
  • Getting a hug from a friend when you’re sad
  • Parks and Rec
  • laughing so hard you cry
  • Making a sad friend smile
  • sleepovers
  • Doritos 
  • Playing catch with Dad
  • sowing with Mom
  • being in school plays
  • Fighting with my sister and then forgetting the entire thing 5 minutes later
  • Shopping
  • New video games
  • saving up and finally buying that one thing you’ve always wanted
  • collecting spare change
  • Critical Role
  • Markiplier
  • jacksepticeye
  • Baths
  • Bath bombs
  • Brushing my teeth in the morning
  • flossing at night
  • Days off from school
  • The sleepless feeling on Christmas Eve no matter how old you get
  • Learning about fearless saints 
  • Meeting new people
  • Knowing that when I get to college I’ll be learning things I want to learn about
  • Listening to your favorite soundtrack
  • Seeing new videos from my favorite youtube blogs
  • Seeing new art on a tumblr blog
  • Gushing about headcanons with someone
  • New movies
  • Disney movies
  • Old western movies!!
  • MatPat’s ridiculous theories 
  • That one class you actually like
  • Pasta with meatballs and garlic bread
  • Uncharted 4
  • Splatoon
  • Having a good cry, because honestly you deserve it


  • Raining days
  • going swimming
  • drawing something for a friends
  • original art/ au gets one or two notes
  • Lego Batman
  • Living Tombstone remixes
  • broadway musical soundtracks 
  • Slime videos 
  • Calm piano solos 
  • Animal videos 
  • New music from your favorite artist 
  • Getting gift art 
  • Giving gift art! 
I Need You -  Dan Howell x Reader

A/N: Okay, believe it or not. I’m a HUGE Dan & Phil fan. And secretly, I adore writing about precious Dan… So this idea just hit me and I thought I’d write while it was fresh in my mind! Want a second part to this? Let me know! 

Warnings: Breakup, crying, yelling, angst 

Originally posted by plasticphan

It didn’t feel the same anymore. You breathed out heavily, your heart pounding as you waited for him to come home to the flat. Your nerves were getting the best of you. They should though, shouldn’t they? The talk you were about to have with Dan was a stressful and heartbreaking one. You fiddled around with the loose strand of thread on your sweater that covered your shoulders. You had nervously pulled at it for the last hour now.

When you heard a car door slam, your breath hitched in your throat. You tried to put on a happy face, but it was no use. The frown was still present. You had texted Dan earlier, letting him know you were at his and Phil’s apartment, along with the words that said you two needed to talk. Quick.

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anonymous asked:

Yugyeom and a first / last day of class ... Up to you ^^

Originally posted by yugyeomism

The first day of school is always the most hectic - if anyone asked you why you liked it you’d say it was because all the school supplies was finally getting some use. Fresh pens, sharpener pencils and brand new sheets of paper. Your unusual obsession with school supplies started as early as first grade. You always had the cutest binders, the neatest notes and the most organized locker - people would often come to you for help. Today when you were standing at your locker you felt someone tap your shoulder, turning around the last face you’d expected to see was his. 

You had been crushing on him since you were a freshman and now as a senior you felt like you might die - he must have blossomed over night because he was tall, muscular and he was staring at you with a cocky smile he did’t have three months ago. “Yugyeom?” you spoke shocked and he laughed a little, “holy shit what is your mom feeding you?”

He laughed again this time it was more of a giggle, “Same as always, I was wondering if you could help me with my locker?” he asked as he rubbed the back of his neck, and you nodded. As always you helped him, but he never really talked to you much after that unless he needed you to rewrite his notes - for which he paid you fifteen bucks for. 

You closed your locker and told him to lead the way, “Are you taking calculus this year?” you asked him and he nodded with a sigh, “Yeah I’m not looking forward to it either, I have Mr. Eidenmeir ,” 

“Third period?” he asked with a hopeful stare and you nodded, “Awesome we can figure it out together then, I wish I could have just taken trig it would have been so much easier, who needs calculus anyway?”

“Physicists and engineers,” you mumbled, “Of which we’re neither,” 

He laughed a little then tapped the locker, “this is me,” he told her as he cut the zip tie off then opened it up, when you stepped in front of it you were shocked, there were flowers lining the entire inside of the locker and a small poster board with your name on it reading  ‘ [Y/N will you go out with me?]’ your face flushed and you looked to him in shock. The cocky smile was gone, replaced with something a bit more demure and shy.

“I’ve liked you for a long time, and I know we’re both going to the same state university and we both are going to major in animal sciences I figure.. I better make my move now before someone else does, will you go on a date with me?” 

you laughed a little, “Yes you idiot, I’ve been waiting for you to ask me out since sophomore year!” you said and his face went blank making him whine a little as he wrapped his arms around you tightly bringing you closer. 

- Admin Bee 

🔥🔥🔥 I rarely do these, but here’s a fresh starter call now that I’ve updated his canon point. I made a new theme for s2 but I’m lazy rn so I’ll update his theme later, for now, like this post for a starter from Keith and I’ll get to them over the week! Uncapped.

Indies are free to like this as well if they’d like a starter!

Honestly, if I can’t think of something I might come into your IMs and see about plotting also?