god this girl is so mad

I got home earlier than expected, liveblog continues now.




Also isn’t that the fish stew pizza place?

Oh, those are Kofi and that girl who makes awful puns. So that’s indeed the pizza place.

It seems like the city residents aren’t fully aware of how the gems do… gem stuff.

They indeed don’t know, a big weird afro lady just fell into his roof and after laying dead for a few seconds she flew away with her friends without giving a shit, dude is right to be mad, gems can be pretty ignorant towards humans sometimes. But i don’t think they even know they have to help the man, it seems like gems aren’t understanding human morals and stuff.

I love these people even more than the Fryman family.

God it mAKES ME SO MAD when girls literally sacrifice their emotional health for a GUY. For a GUY. Like TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF FIRST FGS if there’s a guy that’s literally taking away your sanity or your happiness or your peace of mind or whatever then WHO CARES ABOUT HIM DROP HIM ANd STUDY HArd AND MAKE YOURSELF PROUD because PEOPLE COME AND GO BUT YOUR HEALTH AND HAPPINESS SHOULD BE UNSCATHED BY THE CRUELTY OF THIS WORLD don’t SCAR yOURSELF MENTALLY OVER A BOY DEAR GOD JUST BYE

BTS Reaction to you being in the hospital with a broken leg

thanks for requesting and sorry for the long wait!!


would immediately go to the hospital to take care of you and bringing you blankets, snacks, feeding you etc. (just like a mom)

Originally posted by bangtannoonas


“Ah this girl.. again Y/N? You have to be more careful, i sometimes  feel like i’m dating namjoon to be honest”

Originally posted by saikokpop


he would be mad/frustrated at himself and he would also blame himself for your broken leg

“Y/N are you okay?!”

 Does it hurt-? Ah of course it hurts she broke her leg! I shouldn’t have left you alone. Why am i so dumb? This is all my fault, God! 

*he would mumble walking back and forth in your hospital room*

Originally posted by jhopingforhoseok

Rap Monster

would be calm about the situation because it often happened to you. He knew what consequences it had dating someone like him (clumsy) but he didn’t care cause he loved you so much he would do anything for you. If you needed water or something he would bring it to you, also like Jin, he would take care of you

Originally posted by taehnwnho


He would also be calm, like RM, and he would caress your head and smile at you telling you everything is gonna be okay

Originally posted by xx-bangtanboys-xx


would over react just to make you laugh 


Originally posted by unicornrulerofnarnia


trying to keep his cool but in reality he is worried 

“What did the doctor say? Are you going to be fine? Do you need anything?”

Originally posted by jamless-vibes

-Alo <3

anonymous asked:

okay what if for UF!Grillby, their fem!so comes into the bar with a human guy while it's busy (so he can't come over right away since he's serving food/drinks) but he can see they're sitting at a booth and they look very happy together. she's laughing at a story he's telling and he gets so jealous he finally gets so mad and goes over and gets aggressive or something but it turns out the guy is her cousin she was best friends with when she was a little girl GOD GIMME the Grillby's reaction plz <3

UF!Grillby– Jumping to Conclusions.

He can’t stop staring, though his heated glare isn’t that noticeable thanks to the fog of his glasses.  

As soon as you had walked through the door with that human male, smiling so casually and laughing at what was inevitably some stupid joke he must have made, Grillby had felt his flames begin to roil with pricks of jealousy.  Unfortunately, his bar was packed, so he couldn’t waltz over there immediately to size up the possible competition for your affections/introduce himself as your significant other, so he was forced to work while his attention constantly wandered over to you.  The lithe of your laughter caused him to hear an order wrong.  The way you reached out and touched the male’s arm caused him to mix a drink incorrectly–though one sharp glance toward the unfortunate patron was all it took to silence the complaints entirely.  

These mistakes were unprecedented.  Being this distracted was effecting productivity, and that was entirely unacceptable.

You needed to learn this now, and so did the strange male keeping you company.

After setting down a tray with much more force than necessary–enough to cause all the regulars seated at the bar to jerk and shift backward, fearful of the flamesman’s ire, Grillby crossed the floor toward you with quick, confident strides.  Both you and your companion turned toward him before he reached the side of the table, so it was safe to assume that his anger had physically heated his flames.  In fact, most of the patrons were starting to feel that it was a bit stuffy in the bar now.

He stopped right beside you, his gaze shifting between you and the male.  As he sized up the human, he scoffed, though the sound came out as a mere crackle of flame.  You turn that same bright smile you were using on the human toward Grillby, and he bristles with jealousy.  "Grillbz!  Hey!  I was wondering when you were going to have time to come over here,“ you greet, and your companion looks between you and the fire elemental with raised brows.

“Woah, you know the owner?”

“Well, yeah.  Actually, he–”

Grillby cuts you off.  “She’s… mine.” His voice is a low growl buried beneath the loud crack and pop of fire, and the white-hot line that splits his face as he speaks is sharp and jagged.  He rests a fiery hand on your shoulder, staking his claim, and his fingers slide up the side of your neck.  You can feel the heat in his touch, toeing the line between pleasant and uncomfortable.  His flames never burn you, but their temperature does tend to increase depending on emotions.  And right now, he’s both pissed and angry.  “I’m her.. mate.”  

You usually just referred to him as your fireman, which never failed to get a chuckle out of him.  Mate wasn’t a term he tossed around often, and it had you giving him a strange stare.  

Your companion is wearing an expression of both surprise and curiosity.  "Seriously?  This is the monster you’re dating?  That’s pretty cool!“  He turns toward the purple flamesman and extends a hand, gives his name.

Grillby refuses to take the hand, but he does slam a palm down on the table instead, leaning in close toward the male’s face.  “What… are you to her?”  He questions, biting off the words.  The crackling distortion has become louder.

"Uh.. I’m her cousin..?”

Grillby pauses, staring at the male’s confused expression before slowly straightening.  He looks at you, and you can read the question simply from the tilt of his head.  He’s not the most verbal of monsters, after all, so you’ve learned to pick up on his body language.  "He’s family, Grillbz,“ you explain, recognizing his jealousy.  He always has been on the possessive side of things. 


Instantly, you feel the area around you begin to cool.  Grillby’s fingers curl into the collar of your shirt, and he looks like he wants to say something.. but instead, his silence is only punctuated by a few crackles of flame.  Their purple hue seems brighter now, perhaps a bit lighter around his features, and he suddenly lets his arm drop back to his side.  

He doesn’t say anything more about the subject.  Instead, he murmurs, ”…gotta get back to work…“ and turns on his heel to continue working as if nothing incredibly awkward had just transpired.  

He still double-charges your cousin for his drinks.  

Okay so I feel like people really do not understand fetishization.  Like, accusing KS of that is Wrong??  Like, listen, I’m a queer girl (so don’t bother dumping that straight people BS on me), and I have read a lot of yaoi, BL, yuri, GL, etc. and let me tell you something.  KS is the least sexual BL/yaoi I’ve ever read, barring the like super cutesy and fluffy kind.

That’s right.  You heard me.  It is almost entirely unsexy, and the only scenes of sexual content are either interrupted, extremely brief, or focusing on the developing dependence between them rather than the act itself.  The sexual content is not “fetishy” and the manhwa isn’t “porn with plot.”  I mean, there have been a handful of scenes with sexual content, but they were hardly what I would call explicit.  I mean, have you read a yaoi lately?  I’m guessing not.

This manhwa was certainly not written by a 13yo and frankly?  I’m actually offended on the author’s behalf.  How dare you.  You owe the author an apology for that.  The writing of this manhwa is better than half the things I’ve read lately.  It’s consistent and well-paced, not to mention suspenseful without being frustrating.  The dark themes are extremely well-handled and are probably more the reason for the rating than the barely their sexual content.

Do me a favor and read through some of Blood Bank (great manhwa, btw) and compare them.  THAT reads more as porn with plot to me, though the tone is shifting by the later chapters.  The beginning has some kind of sexual content in nearly every chapter, enough that the plot is actually slowed down considerably.

You CHOSE to read a manhwa called KILLING STALKING and expected what?  Some kind of healthy little romance?  Really?  You thought it wouldn’t be dark and potentially upsetting?  If you’re so against it, then why did you waste your own damn time reading it??

Personally, I am fascinated by Killing Stalking.  As a writer, I’m amazed with the characters and the little details that have been used to build the world.  I’m amazed that the author can write something so dark with such consistency and flare, not to mention grace.  The relationship building is deeply flawed and unhealthy.  Obviously.  The two main characters are a serial killer and a stalker.  If their relationship was healthy, I’d be disappointed.  The complexities of their choices and their motives is what draws me in in the first place.

How do you feel about people who enjoy Dext/er, I wonder?  Or Break/ing Bad?  What about The Sopr/anos?  Hann/ibal?  Or any other show about criminals?  Are they also sick and horrible?  Or is it just because the relationship is abusive that you have a problem?  Is it the inclusion of abuse and sex in the context of a relationship between two men?  Do you really think that enjoying reading about criminals is something new??  People are always fascinated by the darker side of things.  It’s why film noir and true crime and detective fiction in general is still so popular.

Scared they may be, but people are still fascinated by the dark and what lurks within it.  If you’re having nightmares or panic attacks, obviously you should stop reading it.  Don’t read things you find that scary.  For me, I only have trouble with supernatural horror, so this kind of thing is really interesting and intense.  I enjoy reading it.  I’m on the edge of my seat with every new chapter I read, wondering what’s going to happen next.  Finding a story the captures my attention so fully is extremely rare for me, and frankly nothing anyone says will convince me not to keep reading.

If you want to try, you’re welcome to.  I won’t stop you or even bother to block you.  Hell, I’ll engage if you want.  But no one’s ever taken me up on the invitation before, so I doubt anyone’ll bother now.

He was mad. You could tell by the way he hit the punching bag so mercilessly.

“Are you mad at me?” I asked, hoping I wasn’t the reason behind his anger.

He stopped & looked at me with those dark blue eyes.

“God dammit! I swear I try fucking everything to get you off my mind but here you are asking me if I’m mad at you. & as much as I want to be, the answer is no. No matter how much I try to be, I can’t. You know why? because I’m in love with you. & that scares the hell out of me. You make me feel things I haven’t felt for any other girl or anyone for that matter. I swear I’ve never been so scared to lose something in my life until you came along. & every time I look at you I can’t help but fall more in love with you. So the answer is no I’m not mad I’m just so fucking in love with you that it scares the hell out of me.

—  E.M.S. {No, he’s not mad. He’s scared.}
Anne Boleyn cried the day of
her third miscarriage but not
on the day of her execution.

Instead, she stayed up talking
to God until the early hours.

Instead, she reflected on her
childhood, remembered the days
when Mary would fashion her
long black hair into braids.

Instead, she wondered what it would’ve
been like if she’d only been his mistress,
or if she’d never married him,
or if she’d given birth to a son.

Instead, she thought back to when her
affection had been more important to him
than good relations with Rome.

Instead, she got dressed. Wore a red
petticoat under her dark grey gown.
Her mother’s ring on her left
hand instead of her wedding band.

Instead, she walked up to the scaffold
with steady hands and addressed the
crowd, spoke fondly of the King.

They tied a blindfold around her head
and she closed her eyes. Thinking of God,
thinking of Elizabeth.

She didn’t feel the sword.
—  ‘Anne Boleyn on the day of her execution’ by Cassie Lewis 

Welpp Friday was a madness basically

Queen P was in the city so @crown-pigeon , Damien and I found a motive and dragged her with us. Needless to say it was fairly decent. Nah it was too lit

Okay I swear there was due to be more snaps but my phone broke as soon as we got into the club so you’re just gonna have to hold these x

@roydahomie I hope your night was fully of banter and jokes bubs! I swear I got too many stories from this 

*Ahem Nathaniel choking on a cherry stem

And the girl stalking poor Damien

Aaand that guy in the middle of the dance, you literally had to be there to see him


• Matching clothes

• He wants you to be in the studio 24/7 because you’re his inspiration

• He wrote Expensive Girl the first time he saw you bYE

• “Namjoon can you leave the room? I need to change real quick”

• “Oh no no you can change in front of me. I promise I’ll close my eyes” ;)

• Cooking with Namjoon always ends in a burning kitchen



• You always end up forgiving him

• “Get out of my kitchen”

• “I just want a glass of…nevermind I’m leaving I’ll buy you a new cup”



• Pick up lines

• A lot of pick up lines

• Rap battles that probably last up to 2 days because he taught you well :,)



• Sweetheart & Babe who? Namjoon is classy

• He calls you darling & my lady

• Takes you out on fancy dinners

• Breaks the door as soon as you enter the restaurant

Originally posted by keepingupwithbts

The types as Mean Girls quotes
  • ISTP: "I have a nephew named Anfernee, and I know how mad he gets when I call him Anthony. Almost as mad as I get when I think about the fact that my sister named him Anfernee."
  • ESTP: "What kind of mother do you think I am? Why, do you want a little bit? Because if you're going to drink I'd rather you do it in the house."
  • INTP: "I can't go out. *cough cough* I'm sick."
  • ENTP: "God! I am so sorry Regina. Really, I don't know why I did this. I guess it's probably because I've got a big lesbian crush on you! Suck on that! AY-YI-YI-YI-YI-YI!"
  • INFP: "Why should Caesar just get to stomp around like a giant while the rest of us try not to get smashed under his big feet? Brutus is just as cute as Caesar, right? Brutus is just as smart as Caesar, people totally like Brutus just as much as they like Caesar, and when did it become okay for one person to be the boss of everybody because that's not what Rome is about! We should totally just STAB CAESAR!"
  • ENFP: "Glenn Coco? Four for you, Glenn Coco! You go, Glenn Coco."
  • ISFP: "Oh my God, Karen, you can't just ask people why they're white."
  • ESFP: "And I want my pink shirt back! I want my pink shirt back!"
  • ISFJ: "Can I get you guys anything? Some snacks? A condom? Let me know! Oh, God love ya."
  • ESFJ: "I know it may look like I was being like a bitch, but that's only because I was acting like a bitch."
  • ISTJ: "Don't have sex, because you will get pregnant and die! Don't have sex in the missionary position, don't have sex standing up, just don't do it, OK, promise? OK, now everybody take some rubbers."
  • ESTJ: "Gretchen, stop trying to make fetch happen! It's not going to happen!"
  • INTJ: "Half the people in this room are mad at me, and the other half only like me because they think I pushed somebody in front a bus, so that's not good."
  • ENTJ: "I've got parents calling me on the phone and asking 'did someone get shot?'. I oughta cancel your Spring Fling. Now, I'm not gonna do that because we've already paid the DJ, but don't think I'm not taking this book seriously."
  • INFJ: "It's like I have ESPN or something. My breasts can always tell when it's going to rain."
  • ENFJ: "I wish we could all get along like we used to in middle school. I wish I could bake a cake filled with rainbows and smiles and everyone would eat and be happy..."

the sheriff’s reaction to maya’s kidnapping is completely infuriating and inappropriate. maybe I just read too many true crime posts on Reddit about cases where the police were warned early on about a situation but claimed it wasn’t severe enough for them to get involved, but c'mon??? a girl calls you and say she heard her friend scream and then disappeared??? a 19 year old girl??? someone could be raping her??? or selling her into the sex slave trade??? these are not things to be taken lightly??? protect woman 2k17, we are far too frequently targeted for sex related crimes so if a girl screams and then disappears IT’S CAUSE FOR CONCERN. god i’m so frigging mad at this game

I’m trying to study! Part 2

Originally posted by coralineseye

Bucky x Reader College AU  Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8(coming soon!)


Here is part two! 

Word count: 1760

Warnings: fluff!

“GOD FREAKING DAMMIT!” Your scream makes Wanda chuckle nervously and grip her drink slightly tighter. Nat simply rolls her eyes.

“You’re so dramatic, (Y/n)! It’s just monopoly!” She says, looking at her nails in boredom as you nearly tear your hair out.

“I’m losing to both of you! That’s not even fair!” you reply, pouting at her. Girl’s night was usually fun, but you were VERY competitive. Hence the fact you were getting mad over a simple game, much to the amusement of your friends.

Nat laughed. “You were never good at banking, (Y/n). I’m not surprised you keep losing at monopoly, either.”

It was hard for you to keep being angry, probably due to the fact both your friends were laughing. In the end, you gave in and laughed along, shoving the game back into the box and picking up your own drink.

“So, (Y/n)”, Wanda wiggled her eyebrows once the three of you have calmed down, making you gulp. “Nat told me you like a certain someone, that true?”

You huffed. “I told you already – I do not like Bucky. He’s just my friend.”

Wanda covered her mouth as she laughed. “Who said anything about Bucky?”

Your cheeks instantly turned red, having fallen right into your friends’ trap. You open and close your mouth like a fish, but no suitable response could be found in your head. Soon after, you simply give up and shake your head, looking at your drink.

Wanda and Natasha were practically rolling around laughing, while you sat on your couch, giving them the evil eye.

“Come on, (Y/n)”, Nat smirked. “The way you blush and stare at him when he isn’t looking is enough to convince anyone you have the hots for him. Might as well share your feelings with us.”

You rolled your eyes, but gave in anyway. “Fine. I like him, big deal. But who doesn’t? He’s just so cute and sweet and basically a giant cuddly Bucky bear…”

Your friends nod and keep their eyes on you, urging you to continue.

“I mean, who wouldn’t want a guy like that?” You continue, curling your legs on the couch. “Not to mention he’s friends with pretty much anyone that wants to be his friend. That guy’s gold, no doubt about that.”

“Jeez, (Y/n)”, Natasha chuckles. “Why don’t you just tell him how you feel?”

You gasp at your friend’s suggestion. “Are you crazy, Nat?! He’s my best friend! He doesn’t feel that way about me. And if I told him, I’d ruin our friendship! I don’t think I could be able to live with myself if I did that.”

Wanda clears her throat. “Natasha’s right, (Y/n). You will regret it if you don’t say anything. Plus I’m pretty sure he likes you back. Have you seen the way he looks at you? It’s obvious he likes you back.”

You shake your head quickly. “Better safe than sorry, guys. I’m not saying anything.”

The girls sigh and shake their heads, while you are left to ponder your own feelings and the truth of your friends’ words.

By the time Wanda leaves and Natasha goes off to bed, it’s already way past midnight. You’re absolutely exhausted and struggling to keep your eyes open as you turn off the light and climb into your bed. Talking to the girls is fun, but they make your mind wander into dangerous territory you’d rather not visit (should I add it’s your love life?). The result is that you’re pretty much falling asleep while standing and completely ready to hit the hay and forget about everything.

As you’re about to fall asleep, your phone rings, making you grumble and pick up without checking the caller ID. “Hello?” you mutter in a groggy voice.

“Oh gosh, did I wake you up? I’m so sorry…” A quiet voice sounds from the phone. Bucky.

You immediately sit up and rub your eyes. “No, no, it’s fine. I wasn’t asleep yet. Is everything alright?”

“Um…” You can hear shuffling on the other side of the phone. “I t-think I’ve deleted that essay from my computer. You know, the one about world peace? Can you please tell me how I can find it again? Is it even possible? You’re the best computer person I know, and I’ve put in a lot of effort into this. If I don’t have it for tomorrow I’m gonna get a failing grade and that won’t be so good because you know how strict Professor Fury is and I’m gonna be so far behind and please can you help me? I mean you don’t have to because you seem really tired but-“

“Bucky!” You cut off his word vomit quickly, as he sounds like he’s about to cry. “Of course I can help you find that essay, it’s no problem.” You chuckle slightly, hoping to calm him down.

“Really?” Bucky lets out a sigh, sounding very relieved. “Thank you so much. You’re a lifesaver, I swear”

You laugh, already putting on your clothes and pulling a brush through your knotted hair. “Don’t worry about it, I’ll be over in about five minutes.”

Bucky laughs in relief, the sound making your stomach flutter. “Thanks, doll. I owe you.” He hangs up, and you’re still standing in one spot with a huge blush on your face, secretly loving the way he just called you ‘doll’.

“All you have to do is type the name of the essay in here, and the program finds it for you. Do you understand?” You tell Bucky, making sure to show him every step of retrieving the document, in case he does something like this again in the future. When Bucky nods, you continue your small tutorial, successfully finding the essay and putting it back on the hard drive of the brunet’s laptop. “Simple as that”, you grin, turning to face him. “If you ever lose a document in the future, at least you’ll know what to do.” You laugh, poking Bucky’s side.

Bucky blushes slightly, embarrassed that he asked you for your help so late at night. “Thanks a lot, (Y/n). I asked Steve, but he had no clue about this, either. I’m so sorry about interrupting your bedtime.” He looks down, mumbling a bit.

“Nonsense!” You shake your head at him, putting the laptop over. “Stuff like that happens to everyone. You have nothing to apologize for.” You stretch, while Bucky picks up his laptop and emails the essay to his professor before he can do anything else to it. When he finishes, the man grins and gives you one of his massive, worth-dying-for bear hugs. You blush and hug him back, your heart going faster and faster everything second, feeling like it’s about to burst. You wish you could stay in his arms forever, as it feels like you’re in a safe haven, like nothing could harm you. Sadly, he pulls away too fast for your liking, leaving you quite flustered.

“Well uh… I’d better get back now. You know, Nat will be worried…” You laugh, quickly running your hand through your hair. Bucky nods and goes to open his front door for you, but stops abruptly.

“Um…we have a problem, (Y/n).”

“Huh? What is it?” You move over beside him, immediately feeling all the energy leave you when you take a glance outside.


Lots of rain.

And by lots, I mean rain so heavy it’s pretty much a storm.

“Oh no…” You mutter, glancing down at your hoodie and jeans. There wasn’t a single article of clothing on you that could help protect from the harsh weather outside.

Bucky looked outside helplessly for a few moments, before turning around to face you. “Well, doll, there’s no way in hell I’m letting you go out into that weather, even if you had a raincoat, which you don’t.”

You blushed once again, looking up and meeting his gaze. “What else am I supposed to do?”

Bucky gives you a smirk before pointing to his apartment. “You’re staying the night, (Y/n). Get comfortable, because I’m not letting you leave until morning.”

Your eyes widened massively at his suggestion, almost making you choke on your own spit. “What? No Bucky, it’s ok! I’ll just wait until the storm is over and leave. Really, it’s fine.”

Bucky shook his head. “What if it doesn’t pass until morning?” He points out.

You look down, not too happy with the fact that Bucky was right. You didn’t mind camping out in the boys’ apartment; it was actually quite fun. But the idea of spending the night with your crush made you feel dizzy. After all, what if you did something wrong and made him mad? Or worse, what if he found out you like him?

Finally, you nod slowly. “Alright then.”

Bucky grins at you and you feel like you’re about to pass out from the feeling of your heart bursting from your feelings towards the handsome brunet.

“Nope, I’m taking the couch.” You shake your head firmly, standing your ground. Bucky rolls his eyes.

“You’re a guest! I’m not letting you take the couch!” He argues, crossing his arms.

You weren’t about to let him win, so of course your tired, muddled head could only come up with one solution: compromise.

“Fine then, let’s both sleep on the bed.”

Bucky stops for a second, then looks you straight in the eye and smirks. “If you say so, doll. I’m not gonna complain.”

Your brain is screaming at you to back down, but if there’s one thing everyone knows about you, it’s that you NEVER back down from a challenge. So, putting a brave smirk on your face, you grip Bucky’s hand and drag him along to his bed, murmuring something like “Stupid idiot” along the way.

“Whoa, doll, if you wanted to get into bed with me, all you ever had to do was ask.” Bucky smirks at you, climbing into bed beside you and pulling you close to his chest to stop you from falling off the side of the small bed.

You scoff and blush, your heart fluttering at how close you are to Bucky. “Yeah, whatever. Shut up and sleep, Bucky.”

Bucky chuckles, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “Night, (Y/n). Sleep well.” After that, his breaths even out and before you know it, he’s asleep.

You stay awake long after that, unable to calm your racing heart and only one thought forming in your tired head.

I’m head over heels for him, dammit, what should I do?

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There where some fun things that’s happened, like a cop did end up coming to talk to us & a girl asked “what’s his number?” Only for one of the boys to yell out 911

Another was when one of the people working there said “no don’t hate trump he’s a child of god too” & a couple ppl in unison said “he’s the son of the devil”

And I was also rlly happy when a bunch of people got mad when they said that being gay was a sin so that’s good too

I had to have this kiss with Keith Carradine, and I think he was tortured. He must’ve been just tortured by it, because he’s, you know, in his thirties, and I’m eleven. He’s thinking, ‘Oh God, I don’t wanna scar this kid.’

I looked like I was sucking on a lemon. I just kept scrunching up my face, and the director kept getting mad at me….So Keith took me aside, and he said, ‘Hey, come here. I got something to tell you….You know that this doesn’t count, right?’ I said, ’[GASP] It doesn’t?’ And he goes, ‘No way. The first–that’s a totally separate thing. This totally doesn’t count.’

I mean, was that not just the most beautiful thing to say? And that’s who he was….I never once felt taken advantage of or victimized. 

Brooke Shields, on Pretty Baby co-star Keith Carradine (x)

Jason Grace x Reader

Idea: Jason is mad because you (his girl friend) are hanging out with Leo more than him. Warning: None Words: 532 ___________________________________________________ “How long until the movie starts up again, Leo?” You groan, throwing a popcorn at his head. “OH MY GOD, Y/N!” He yells in frustration, “It is going to start soon so can you please chillax?” You stick your tongue out at him and pull the blanket up to your chin. Leo and you have been hanging out almost every night since Jason keeps standing you up to train and do praetor stuff. But you and Leo weren’t romantically involved or anything. He was just your best friend and you were his. Leo helped you feel better when Jason blows you off for the 30 millionth time. A loud beep comes from the big tv and the Disney movie starts again. The movie tonight was Hercules. You loved the muses and your favorite song was coming up. “I WON’T SAY IM IN LOOOVVEEEEE!” You jump on the bed and sing along. Each and every word hits your heart. Its been your favorite song since you were young and you laughed and giggled. Leo threw your stuffed bear at your head and rolled his eyes. He brushed his curly hair away from his view, “Can we watch the movie in peace now?” Nodding, you lay back down and slowly but surely, you fall asleep. “Why is MY girlfriend asleep in YOUR bed?” Jason says, his words dripping with anger. You wake up and rub your eyes. You notice Jason and your body fills with excitement. Jumping on top of him, you kiss him repeatedly on the mouth. “Hi, babe. Hi, babe. Hi, babe.” You felt as if you haven’t seen him in forever. Jason didn’t hold on to you. He just stared at you and you noticed the anger in his eyes. “Y/N, why are you spending so much time with him? I’M your boyfriend. Not him, me. ME.” You place your two feet on the ground and cross your arms, “Are you seriously mad at me right now? You’ve been ditching me for the past few WEEKS to train and hang out with the boys and whatever.” Leo tried to intervene, “As much as I love to see you guys fighting, I-” “Shut up, Leo.” Both you and Jason said at the same time. “Y/N,” Jason starts, “I didn’t mean to ditch. But you’re hanging out with him EVERY night! What about me?” You scoff and punch him in the arm, “Because you’re out doing something different EVERY night! Huh, what about me then? Just admit you’re jealous and that I’m in the right and you’re in the wrong!” He sighs and rubs his eyes, “You’re right, I guess. I’m sorry.” You smile triumphantly and grab his hand, “Let’s go to your cabin. We can have some fun.” You kiss Jason, smiling against his lips. “ALRIGHT THEN!” said Leo, “TMI! Get out, guys. Just get out.” You giggle and wink at Leo, “See you tomorrow, Leo. Hopefully I’ll still be able to walk.” Leo looked horrified and as you and your boo walked to his cabin, Jason whispers on your ear, “I’ll make sure you’re too sore to walk tomorrow. Don’t worry.” You shiver and smile. You couldn’t wait.

Originally posted by ahmbrosia