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Negan X Reader|Roommates|Chapter 5

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Chapter 5

Language + NSFW = I’m always in the mood for a filthy Negan imagine. I hope y'all enjoy my smutty little goodness!

Thank you @ashzombie13 for being my BETA = you rock. Girl your damn comments had me cracking up!

You and Negan wake from your drunken slumber. You both gather your thoughts and how to go forth after what happened the night before. One of you is ready to take it to the next level while the other is feeling unsure. Do you finally realize, and decide to give in? Or do you continue playing this little game? Time will tell.

I opened my eyes slightly before closing them rapidly as the light from the window stung them. I was turned over on my side with my knee bent while my other leg lay stretched out. Another leg was intertwined between mine… Last night I only had two legs so this and the arm around me has my mind racing. I felt a hairy arm around my waist, and something solid poking the small of my back.

‘What did we do last night!?’ I thought to myself in a panic.

I frantically lifted the blanket to see if I still had my boy shorts on. To my relief I was still completely clothed.

‘Thank god.’ I thought to myself.

I slowly pick up Negan’s arm to move it from around my waist. He groans as he turns over on his back. I lift the blanket up to look and see what that thing poking me was and sure enough, there was his massive wood standing straight up, pitching a family size tent in his pants.

I clear my throat trying to wake him. To no avail I shake him, “Negan! Hey! Wake up, it’s morning.” He shifts his head on his pillow before turning to me and slowly opening his sleep filled eyes. He wipes the crust from the corner of his tear ducts, “Good morning, doll,” he says with a low rugged voice.

“Uh, good morning. Why am I here… in your bed?!” I ask lifting my hands up, waiting for an explanation. I remembered some of last night: The party, my sickness, and then… the couch. I definitely don’t regret it, but I’m feeling a tad embarrassed. I let the alcohol drown my better judgment.

Negan laughs while turning on his side and propping himself up on his elbow. “Well princess, after our little rendezvous on the fucking couch, you passed the fuck out. Being the gentleman that I am, I carried you and put you into bed. I wanted to be able to watch over you,” he smirks while his hand rubs my covered thigh.

I look at him confused, since we both have our own beds to sleep in. “If I remember correctly this is a two bedroom apartment so….” I look at him with squinted eyes.

“Well, if you’d clean your fucking room every now and then, I would’ve been able to put you in your fucking bed. That place is full of fucking landmines, I didn’t want to risk tripping and fucking dropping you.”

“Oh. Yeah, I guess I could understand that being how you also were drunk. Thank you Negan, you’re a great friend.”

Yet friends normally don’t hump each other. I quietly think to myself.

Negan smirks and lifts himself from the bed, and scoots to his headboard before looking at me with a coy smile, and furrowed brows. “I wasn’t drunk last night. I sobered up after my shower… You on the other hand were a bit tipsy. I knew what the fuck I was doing. I clearly remember how you were begging for my cock. It took every fucking ounce of control in me not to fuck you, like you wanted me to.” He laughs while bringing his slender fingers to his beard and lips fingering them.

My eyes widen and I feel so embarrassed at my horny behavior. What he’s saying is true! I can’t deny that!

“Yeah, I um… I don’t know what came over me, but thank you for not taking advantage of me.”

He smiles and asks, “Fuck no! That’s some shit I would not do. Are you silently saying that, you don’t regret what happened?”

I look into his curious eyes and choose my words carefully not wanting to lead him on,“Um… No I don’t regret it, it was just dry humping. I mean it felt great, but it’s not like we had sex.” I laughed nervously before dropping my head slightly.

I feel his eyes burning into me as his hand descends and begins raising my chin so that my eyes are steady with his, “Baby doll, I fucking love playing with you, but my balls are getting fucking heavy. I need some release, and I’m not going to pressure you because that’s not fucking me, but I don’t use my fucking hands so⎯”

“Oh Negan!”, I interrupt him understanding where this is going, “We are not together so if you need to call one of your little friends, I completely understand. You don’t need my permission.”

He laughs and rests his head against the headboard before running his tongue across his bottom lip, “I wasn’t fucking asking you. I was about to tell you, no hard feelings when I decide to fuck someone else.”

Hearing him actually say those words plunge daggers into my gut. I suddenly feel absolutely disgusted. Not by his behavior, because he’s a 51 year old guy who’s been fucking left and right whenever, and whoever he wants. It’s just hearing him say it, and thinking about him fucking someone else who isn’t me.

Dammit why am I such a pussy! Why can’t I just do it! I think to myself.

Suddenly I’m brought from my mind as Negan gets up from the bed. “Where are you going?” I ask him.

He turns to me as he is still walking, “You didn’t hear the fucking doorbell ring? Damn doll you must have a crazy fucking hangover, or maybe you’re just still in fucking heaven from that orgasm I gave you last night,” he winks at me and continues to the door.

He’s right… I’m all up in my head thinking about the past few days. A lot of shit has happened. The flirting has gotten heavier, his finger fucked me, and he humped me until I fucking exploded! What has he gotten out of this? Nothing…. Just bringing me pleasure, but instead of pressuring me into sex he just… Puts those frustrations somewhere else.

God he’s fucking amazing, I continue thinking to myself as I get up from his bed and walk towards the living room. I walk in just as he closes the door and notice a barbed wire baseball bat over his bare shoulder.

“What the fuck is that?” I ask curiously, and kind of afraid.

“Oh this? This is Lucille and she is awesome!” he says as he stands in front of me still shirtless and donning the bat over his shoulder while a smirk is curled on his lips, “I bought it online from one of those crazy fucking websites, that talks about the end of the world and fucking zombies. I thought she was cool as fuck so I bought her and named her Lucille.”

I raise my brows and shake my head, “Alrighty then! Well, it might come in handy if one of your bimbos goes crazy for you.” I laugh.

Negan snaps his body back and twists his torso before setting Lucille down against the coat rack by the door. He rests his pointer above his top lip, “Speaking of bimbos, I gotta give Monica a call and see what she has going on tonight.”

“Monica? You must really like her.” I say as I run my hands through my hair, getting a few strands out of my face.

A smirk glides across his face and he walks up to me. He tilts his head as he rolls his warm tongue across the bottom of his lip, “No… The woman I fucking like is unavailable right now,” he makes an ‘oh well gesture’ with his hand, “Plus me and Monica had a small fucking disagreement so I’m sure she’s still heated, and that fucking means she’ll be more than fucking able to handle what I’ve got to unleash.” He winks before sucking through his teeth and smiling.

I feel heat flow up my spine as I quietly choke on jealousy and disappointment, “Oh, that makes sense.” I say showcasing a small forced smile.

He stares at me trying to read my expression. I just stare back at him vaguely trying not to let my jealousy show.

He lets out a short guttural laugh in his throat before raising his brows and turning around on his heels and walking slowly to his room.

as I watch his naked back, and broad shoulders slightly sway as he walks away from me, I begin to feel a pang of regret seeping into my conscience.

Sex or no sex I’m completely jealous that he will be spending his time somewhere else. He is going to unleash his rope of lust inside someone else. There’s nothing that I can do about it.

Hours have passed since Negan and I had a steady conversation last night. He left on his ‘date’ 45 minutes ago before throwing his black jacket on and telling me not to wait up.

I lay in bed staring at the ceiling fan twirling, as I feel cloaked with regret, frustration and sadness. I’m so pissed off at myself that I won’t just let myself have it… Have him…

I can’t lie, hearing him talk about someone else shot darts into my heart, totally deflating my ego. Yep that’s right, my heart. I let my sanity slip away from me and I’ve come to realize that I like Negan more than I’ve lead on. Shit… I may even… How is that possible?! How can I love him when⎯

I turn over on my side feeling annoyed by the conclusion I’ve drawn. My stomach begins to do black flips as my mind mentions the ‘L’ word. I can’t sit here and allow myself the missed opportunity of having something that I want.

I realize that I have to let him know. He needs to know that I want to be with him. I need him. I can’t wait until his date is over because it could be too late. What if he falls for Monica? What if he’s gets tired of playing these games?

I quickly jump from my miserable state and grab my phone from the nightstand. I scroll until I find ‘Negan’ and I call him, before hanging up quickly.

“Shit!” I say aloud to myself, “He’s on a date dumbass! What the fuck are you going to say? ‘Oh, hi Negan, can you pull your dick out and come home so I can confess that I finally WANT YOU!’ Good one.”

Just as I finish talking to myself I feel my phone begin to vibrate and music starts playing… It’s Negan, that’s his ringtone! ♪♫I am not ashamed anymore, I want something so impure. You better invest now, watching my dress now fall to the floor. Crawling underneath my skin, sweet talk with a hint of sin, begging you to take me. Devil underneath your grin, sweet thing, but she play to win, heaven gonna hate me.♪♫

I compose my nervousness, and thoughts before answering the phone, “Hey…” my elongated pronunciation answers.

“You rang, doll?” He asks in a sexy rugged tone.

‘God he sounds so good over the phone. I swallow into the phone trying to think up a reason. A reason to get him on his way, but shit it could be too late. FUCK!’ I think to myself.

“Yeah shit, I’m sorry! I hope I didn’t interrupt you.”

“No, not yet, but a few more minutes and you fucking would have!” He says back to me in a matter of fact tone.

I think to myself, ‘Ok.. He hasn’t fucked her yet! Now I just need to totally demolish their whole fucking fuck fest plan, if I can think of something.’

Suddenly, I hear Monica’s voice and Negan tells her it’s me on the line. My devilish tendencies finally rise within me and it hits me…

“I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I’m feeling like I did last night… I was getting out of the bathtub and almost fainted! If the towel rack wouldn’t have caught me, I would’ve bloodied my nose instead of just twisting my ankle!”

“Oh fuck doll! Are you okay?” Negan asks sounding worried.

“Actually, that’s why I called. I can’t move… ohh ouch!” I acted as if I touched my ankle in agony, “If I need to call Amber I will, but I think I should get it looked at, before heading to the ER.” I wait patiently hoping he decides to LEAVE HER… if not my plan has failed and everything will be fucked up.

“I’ll just come home. Amber is a fucking ditz and won’t know what she’s looking at.” I hear him talking to Monica, “Y|N fainted and twisted her fucking ankle. I gotta get her to the ER. I’ll come back and take care of you later darlin’.”

I gag silently and roll my eyes. “Thank you Negan! Thank you, please hurry, it hurts so bad!” I whimper and put on. I deserve an academy award for this one. I think to myself with a grin on my face.

“Alright doll, I’m on my way.”

The phone disconnects. I jump to my feet and decide to shower real quick. I put my hair in a shower cap because honestly it’s looking fabulous right now. My hair has the beachy tousled look happening and I want to keep it.

As I shower I hope to myself that Negan isn’t angry once he finds out that I lied to him. I mean… He’s a no bullshit kind of guy, but honestly he should be delighted that I’m ready to do this!

I quickly lather up and shave areas that need some attention. ‘It’s going to be her first appearance so, she’s gotta be on point,’ I think to myself as I shave my womanhood trimming the small patch of hair that I have on my mound.

I finish my shower and when I get out I spray my favorite scent, ‘Sweet Pea’ from Bath and Body Works, over every inch of my skin. I lotion my arms and legs with the same scent. I focus on every inch and crevice so that I’m silky smooth. I put on my most sexy set of lingerie, which is my black lace panties and matching bra. This bra gives my breasts the best cleavage!

I’m smelling so delicious, and feeling so fresh and vibrant! I grab my pink cotton robe that’s hanging on the hook of my bedroom door and put it on. I check myself out in the mirror adjusting my robe and hair. I give the robe a loose tie so that my breasts peek a boo just a bit.

All of a sudden I start to feel nervous about my little lie. ‘God, what if he does get pissed off! He was about to get lucky and then I just ruined it for my own selfish desires.’ I palm my face with my hand as doubt creeps over me.

“I got it!” I say to myself out loud, as I fall to the middle of my bedroom floor. I think to myself, ‘I’ll just sit here until he comes and act like I really am hurt and then he’ll find that nothing’s wrong and I’ll be like “Oh well false alarm!” and he’ll just think I’m being a drama queen.’

“Oh shit! The lights!” I get up really quick to dim the lamps in my room. I find a couple handkerchiefs I used to put into my hair and throw them over the lamp shades. All of a sudden, I hear the front door open and Negans voice cuts through the air.

I quickly run and fall back into place. My heart is beating so loud I hear nothing but the flutters of my heart as I hear his feet shuffling. The moment of truth is on it’s way. I am nervous out of my mind… “I’m in here!” I gussy up the words. I watch his shadow disappear as he appears in my doorway.

In a smooth guttural tone, accompanied with a smooth sexy smile he says, “Why hello doll… Did the little lamb hurt herself?” His gentle dark eyes sending waves of tension in my direction.

It’s all or nothing…

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for the last time, today is pll day friends

today is also d-day, as in “don’t judge me i know i just spent the last seven years wondering who’s behind all of this but i just need some damn answers and i’m not about just reading what happened i need to SEE IT with my OWN TWO EYES” day

it’s so weird to me when people are like “we grew apart and i didn’t notice until it was too late” bc i notice the smallest of changes, i notice everything even if nothing is happening and my fear of abandonment and lack of emotional permanence would Never let me just miss a relationship starting to fade

anonymous asked:

"crazy detention stories"...go

They’re really not that crazy I don’t think but fine- but as I had detention at least once a week for 3 years you’re only getting the highlights here:

  • So again, I only ever got detentions because I was late to school basically every day. Every single day, the office wrote me a late slip with my name spelled horrendously wrong. Different spelling every day. The most famous butchering was writing my name as “Millie Hoagie”. On my very last day of high school, I was predictably late, and they spelled my name perfectly correctly.
  • So listen my ‘reputation’ in school was basically “quiet good girl who’s never done anything wrong, ever, in her life” and “teacher’s pet” and the like. And despite the fact I was there every time all the ‘Bad Kids™’ who were also always in detention were always incredibly surprised to see me??? Like they never got over it. Every time I walked into the damn room at least half the class would be like “MOLLY YOU DON’T BELONG HERE YOU’RE INNOCENT!!” 😂
  • Also despite the fact I was basically invisible in the school as a whole all the trouble makers knew me by name because, and I quote a kid from my 10th grade Spanish class who was trying to hook up with me at the time here, “Guys like me are afraid of you, Girl, we’re just plain out scared that we gonna corrupt you!” and I still don’t know what he actually meant by that???
  • Bu anyway, this apparent rep usually gave me an upper hand with the teachers monitoring the detentions. Because, you know, some were fine, some were bitchy, some were insane. But all of them were pissed about the fact they had to be there instead of heading home.
  • The rules of detention were literally just ‘stare at the wall and don’t talk’, depending on which teacher they might let the students do homework. But since I was apparently a great person and always had the class’ incredulous response to me being in the room, they usually let me get away with sleeping or reading a book lol.
  • Of course…no one said any of the other kids were inclined to following the rules lmao. These were like, all the class clowns™ shoved into one room. Things always got real funny real fast.
  • It would always start off with the coughing game. If you’ve ever stepped into a school you should know what that is.
  • It would then escalate to everyone in the room playing catch whenever the teacher looked away for a brief moment
  • Detention was always in the health classroom so someone always tried to steal a limb off the skeleton without being to obvious
  • Some teachers would let people talk ‘quietly’ so jokes were fucking abound
  • One time I was minding my own damn business and a kid slides me a note saying ‘in like five minutes ask to go to the bathroom but head downstairs to the English wing’ before he snuck out without the teacher noticing. I get down there and he’s at one end of the hallway and another boy is at the other end. Upon seeing me, these boys run full speed down the hall at each other, leap up in the air when they get to the direct center, high five with full force, both scream in pain, and then hit the floor, clutching their hands. I was cracking the fuck up and trying to convince them to go to the nurse but they wouldn’t listen. I asked the guy why the hell they did that. He told me ‘because we wanted a witness and no one will ever believe you’ 😂😂
  • One time my sorta-neighbor Mike comes in and the teacher asked why he had detention and apparently, the principal had asked him where to find his friend Jose, and Mike responded “he’s out picking cotton” and the principal flipped out at what he perceived to be a racist joke and gave him a month detention. But the thing was, Jose was in an agriculture class and he was literally outside picking cotton that they had planted there earlier. Jose found it fucking hilarious and refused to tell the principal to get his friend out of trouble.
  • As I haven’t been inside a school building for quite some time now I don’t know if turtling is still a thing but it was…quite an epidemic for my senior class.
  • It’s when you turn someone’s backpack inside out right? But it was a full blown war with these kids. Trust no one. Never leave the room. Never look away. Holy shit. One of the best moments of this occurred in detention, when a boy reached to get a book out of his backpack to find it was gone. After 15 minutes of searching the room, he found it, turtled, hidden in a filing cabinet in the front of the room. Everyone, including the teacher, was loosing their shit, because how did someone pull that off so quietly and invisibly without someone noticing??? No one fessed up. The class was in fear of the turtle ninja for the rest of the month, but they never struck again. No one ever discovered who it was.
  • Guys: It was me.
  • One time it was raining and the teacher was in a bad mood so he insisted all the windows stay open. He left for a bathroom break or something and this one poor kid, who was now completely soaked as he was stuck with a window seat, just said “fucking bye” and just…climbed out the damn window. Left his backpack and everything. Didn’t see him again for at least a month.
  • There was one guy who always sold ice cream out of his bag when the teachers weren’t looking. Where he was getting it from and how it stayed frozen is beyond me.
  • Oh my God sometimes all the indie singer kids would just come and sit on the floor outside the classroom and talk loudly to annoy us??? The hell were they trying to accomplish??? Your singing ain’t special and you won’t be famous, please let us die in peace.
  • One kid had detention because when we were running laps in gym class he jumped up to hit the arch of the ceiling and accidentally set off the fire alarm. The teacher that day insisted on continuously referring to him as ‘the delinquent’, as if no one else in the room had broken the rules or something
  • One time one of the gym teachers was in charge of it and long story short he started doing the jersey turnpike. True horror.
  • One time the teacher got a call and she had to go down to the office and the second she was gone this one kid’s friend runs in with a huge tray going “Y’ALL I STOLE THE LASAGNE CUPCAKES FROM THE FOOD AND NUTRITION CLASSROOM” and we dined like kings.
  • Everyone would sometimes just break out in song for no God damn reason
  • One time one of the guys in charge of the detention was A) Not someone anyone recognized as a teacher and B) Potentially Stanley Tucci. Like…I was about 80% certain that this guy was Stanley Tucci.
  • He refused to confirm or deny or even give a name
  • One time I was really absorbed in my book when all the sudden a letter flew onto my desk, an anonymous sender that just said “You have a soft, sexy voice.” Neither of which is true, I’m pretty sure, and I could not for the life of me figure out who sent it omfg
  • One time a teacher was freaking out because he went to a psychic over the weekend and was told there was a lot of activity around him so I looked him straight in the eyes and told him I’m a medium and I can see that the devil had marked his soul and he threw me out of the room and refused to take that class for detention ever again😂
  • It was a hot summers day. The ceiling fans were on their highest setting. A boy nudges me, with a small carton of ice cream in his hands under his desk. “What do you think would happen if I scooped out a huge chunk of this and threw it at the fan?” he whispered. “Jamil, no.” I pleaded, but it fell on deaf ears. Soon, the room was filled with confused screams.
  • Apparently all the other regulars™ had bought me candy grams around Christmas time so they were confused when I showed up to detention with no candy and apparently the student council member sent them all to the other Molly in the grade because she was the popular one and this lead to about 12 boys grumbling for two and a half hours like “The one damn time I attempt to be a gentleman” and “I know where she lives” and “Gonna gingerbread her fucking locker” I could not stop laughing
  • Oh God okay one time the teacher we had was literally. Off the charts.
  • Like there’s the chill teachers, and then the bitchy teachers. And then this lady. She literally reminded me of Stubel
  • So I didn’t even know who she was but I walk in and do my shy smile/quiet ‘hello’ thing and take out my book so she immediately zeros in on me as ‘the good kid’ as usual
  • But she literally seemed to think every other person in this class was a hardened criminal holy shit. She was all over the place barking orders and yelling. And of course, you’ve got a room full of class clowns, like they feed off teachers like this. So the madder she got the more ridiculous they got. I was literally almost in tears trying to force myself not to laugh because I didn’t want to risk her turning on me omfg
  • So she yelled and flailed about the room and they kept going with jokes and paper wasps and lying about their names and just doing literally every thing they could possibly do so this woman wouldn’t have the chance to rest
  • This escalated with every minute and came to a resounding end when the teacher decided the Australian Kid™ was chewing gum and picked up the trashcan and shoved his face in it, screaming at him to spit it out as he yelled back “YOU’RE ONLY DOING THIS BECAUSE IM AN IMMIGRANT
  • he was in charge of all the bullshit that day and it was hysterical but he wasn’t the one chewing gum loudly that was me
  • The vp came in to see what all the yelling was about to find a teacher shoving a boy’s head in the trash, one boy shirtless as another drew tattoos on him, the phone off the line with it’s cord wrapped around a kid’s neck, two boys dueling with skeleton arms, one kid with her leg out the window, a kid tying a skeleton foot to the ceiling fan, rubber bands and paper wasps flying from every angle, three people turtling backpacks, someone brandishing an epi-pen, sexual hangman being played on the chalkboard, someone eating ice cream and fanning himself with money, and me, crying into my book with my hand literally bleeding from all my efforts to not laugh at what I was witnessing
  • We never saw her in detention again😂
  • My one younger friend got a detention for being late and was really shaken up about it and I tried to tell her she’d be fine but then she got caught sliding me chocolate animal crackers during it, and subsequently got another detention because of this; somehow I was not viewed as an equally guilty party and didn’t get in trouble
  • This one guy came in complaining “You guys all told me to get a twitter and I get thrown in twitter jail my first day!” “That’s like a thousand tweets in one day, how the fuck did you mange that?” “Bitch I had a lot to say about McDonalds!”
  • One teacher came in and was like “I don’t feel like helping with homework but does anyone wanna learn how to hack a computer?”
  • Someone got caught pouring water out the window but when the teacher looked to see why she saw the youngest of the goats™ standing under the window with it’s mouth open waiting for more
  • One time the teacher wouldn’t let me go to the bathroom and after I asked for like the 5th time he said “It can’t be that important!” so I just pulled a pad out of my backpack and silently sat it on my desk while glaring at him and this 40 year old man looked like he was about to pass out and he finally let me go
  • I remember our final detention of senior year we were told that if we skip it we can’t graduate so everyone went into that room with a ridiculously nostalgic attitude and one guy finally stole the skull off the skeleton and we fucking tossed it around the entire time while singing and blatantly ignoring the teacher’s complaining lmao
  • I know there’s more but it’s 7am and this is long so all in all like…I do not miss high school but some memories are bearable lmao

anonymous asked:

Please please share your thoughts on Wonder Woman? Thank you! :)

ANYONE WHO WATCHED WONDER WOMAN (2017) DIR. PATTY JENKINS AND WASN’T COMPLETELY IN LOVE IS NOT TO BE TRUSTED

Some thoughts:

  • So we all knew it was going to be emotional to FINALLY have a female superhero movie, but the movie exceeded those expectations. The fight scenes were incredible and so focused on Diana and what she was capable of – the men basically weren’t even there. The fuckin no man’s land scene SAVED MY LIFE. Superhero movies are known for being heavy handed and this one didn’t escape that for sure (the love speech at the end was….a lot), but that scene was so well done…they didn’t have to stoop to some Éowyn knock off line of “I am no man,” we were allowed to just see her do what real women do - step up and do it. Even though that wasn’t the first time we’ve seen her in full Wonder Woman costume on screen, it felt like it was, like it was the first time I’d EVER seen ANY hero before and it took my breath away. By far the best Superhero Reveal Moment I’ve ever seen. My girl taking out bullets right and left, drawing fire from the entire German army!! Fuck me up!!!
  • You can’t talk about this film without talking about gender role reversals. Chris Pine was So Perfect and I think they really couldn’t have pulled the movie off if they’d cast any other white boy in the role. He was funny but genuine, capable but never arrogant, charming but not entitled about it. He learned quickly what Diana was capable of and respected her for it, always moving to the sideline during the fight scenes (the shield moment with the bell tower comes to mind - who needs a sniper when you can fuckin launch a god at the shooter??), knowing that these were her fights and never trying to mansplain her out of them. He wanted to protect her, but didn’t underestimate her - all the things that a typical female romantic interest does in these kind of movies. It was amazingly well balanced, so much so that I didn’t even mind the romantic sub plot. Plus he was almost entirely naked there, way to play to the audience my dudes!!!!
  • The historical context did the movie such a great service. The outward displays of sexism became so ridiculous when faced with Diana, who genuinely had never had to deal with the patriarchy’s bullshit before. It didn’t just make the men in London look pathetic and mean, it cast a large shadow over the way that women are treated today. 
  • The Dark DC Gradient™ on all the shots isn’t my favorite but it did Chris Pine’s fuckin bright blue eyes a huge favor
  • Gal Gadot was so fuckin good??? Not only was she beautiful, like really really distractingly beautiful, like I kept having to force myself to pay attention to the dialogue cause I, like Steve Trevor, could not stop looking at her (and she’s standing next to Genuine Stud Chris Pine and still?? SHE’S SO BEAUTIFUL). But she was way more then that, her performance was spot on. Diana was naive, commanding, strong, compassionate - while never being reduced down to just a one note version of these things. She felt so real to me, in a genre that spends very little time on character development. Even in the sappiest parts of the script, she sold it. She absolutely sparkled. 
  • Some of the best dialogue was the back and forth between Diana and Steve when she’s asking questions about mankind/London - it was cute and funny without being too overdone or obvious, which it easily could have been
  • The villains weren’t much to write home about, but they didn’t need to be. The movie was so laser focused on Diana and Steve that they really didn’t matter, you could self insert whatever you wanted to there
  • Themyscira is the ideal for I too want to hang out on the beach and never see a man again
  • Also that lesbian line, and how stupid male reviewers blindly did not understand it!!! Fuckin drag em
  • But also the fight scenes on Themyscira were INCREDIBLE. I wish that first section had been a bit longer just because I was enjoying it so much, but it was so refreshing to see all women on screen - women who fought and loved and supported each other. Incredible. 

I haven’t enjoyed, really enjoyed, to the point of not having to think about the message or the structure or how much fuckin time I’ve wasted listening to some male superhero talk about honor or some equally boring garbage, since The Avengers came out in 2012. Even then, Wonder Woman felt like something else entirely. It leaned on many of the same tropes and sequences, but there was enough reinvention in between (particularly the characters, who I felt were much more fleshed out then any superhero movie I’ve seen before) to make it feel fresh and exciting. This so easily could have been a throw away movie, a chance for movie execs to point and say, hey we tried with women that one time!! But Patty Jenkins, and Gal Gadot, and all the other women who worked on this incredible production, knew what was at stake, and weren’t going to let that happen. Every time I see a little girl dressed up as Diana Prince, on her way to the theater, my heart fills more and more. During the film, I found myself on the verge of tears five or six times - sometimes because it was so beautiful, to see a woman who felt so real being strong and vulnerable and saving the damn world, but other times because the plot itself genuinely moved me. Wonder Woman is revolutionary for the industry, sure, but more importantly, it’s just a damn good movie. 

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Request by @ateliefloresdaprimavera

Jughead had been typing away on his laptop for hours now. What had started as a quiet night in watching Netflix and eating popcorn had turned into you watching Netflix and eating popcorn alone whilst Jughead’s long fingers tapped away at the keys because, as he so eloquently put it, ‘when inspiration hits, you feed it’.

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evidence that david wymack is the best character in this entire series, part ii

part i

The Raven King

  • Wymack didn’t care if he had nine Foxes or twenty-five. He’d stand behind them until the bitter, bloody end.
  • “Last I checked Andrew doesn’t like you,” Wymack said.
    • “He still doesn’t,” Neil said, but he didn’t bother to explain.
    • “Interesting.”
  • “Abby wrote me a speech to give you this afternoon. It sounded nice, had lots of stuff about courage and loss and coming together in everyone’s time of need. I tore it up and tossed it in the trash can beside my desk.”
  • Wymack cleared his throat and scratched a hand through his short hair. “Look. Shit happened. Shit’s going to keep happening. You don’t need me to tell you life isn’t fair. You’re here because you know it isn’t.”
  • “I want you on the court in light gear in five minutes or I’ll sign you all up for a marathon.”
  • “I don’t pay for electricity in this place so you can stand around and gossip.”
  • “Andrew Joseph Minyard, what the flying fuck have you done this time?”
  • “Answers now, Aaron,” Wymack said.
    • “I don’t know,” Aaron said.
    • “My ass you don’t.”
  • They were all on time, but Wymack and Abby were conspicuously absent.”
  • “Get your gear and get out of my locker room.”
  • He looked the other way because he knew how badly some of them needed their escapes to survive.
  • It was apparently better to be uncomfortable but safe than to trust a stranger with his fractured team.
  • “Last I checked this was a team meeting, not a gossip circle.”
  • “If any of you so much as look at the Terrapins on your way past their benches I’ll let you walk home from here.”
  • “Some people are just hardwired to be stupid.”
  • Neil had never seen Wymack smile like this. It was small but fierce, as angry as it was proud.
  • “Why did you pay for stalls, Coach?”
    • Wymack lifted one shoulder in a shrug. “Maybe I knew you’d need them one day.”
  • Nicky pulled the window down to yell insults, but Wymack threatened him into silence.
  • Wymack pulled a bottle of vodka out of the bag and put it down beside Kevin. “You have ten seconds to inhale as much of this as you can. I’m timing you. Go.”
  • Wymack turned on Neil. “Did you or did you not tell me you weren’t going to start a fight?”
  • “What can I do?” Wymack asked.
    • …”I don’t know,” Neil said.
    • “When you know, tell me.”
  • “Go forth,” Wymack told his Foxes. “Have fun. Or don’t. I don’t care. Just no more fighting, you got me?”
  • “Andrew spent that night here with me. At first I figured he was mad at Kevin for lying to him, but he was more worked up about you.”
  • “I didn’t ask for an apology, wiseass.”
  • Wymack stared at him for an endless minute, then said too quietly, “The fuck did you just say to me?”
  • “He chose to cross a line. You didn’t. You hear me? You didn’t. Don’t ever blame yourself for Seth’s death.”
  • Wymack kept Neil away from the microphone, not trusting Neil to behave himself.
  • “Five points or twenty-six miles. Do the math and decide which one makes you happier.”
  • “Let’s do this,” he said. “The sooner we kill these bastards, the sooner we can get roaring drunk at Abby’s place. I spent all damned morning stocking her fridge.”
  • “I have a cleaning crew coming in tomorrow to wash the Raven stench off our court. Let’s get the hell out of here and get wasted.”
  • “Neil,” Wymack said. “Between you and me, I don’t think you’ve ever been fine.”
  • “Nicky tried to hug Andrew and almost got himself staked with a kitchen knife.”
  • “Speaking of unpredictable assholes, when did that happen?”
    • “When did what?” Neil asked.
    • Wymack eyed him. “Forget it.”
  • “Figure out what you two need to cope with this, and let us know.”
  • “I want one lap for every time you’ve ever said the NCAA’s never had your back.”
    • “Oh, Jesus,” Nicky said. “We’ll be running all day.”
    • “Better get started, then,” Wymack said. “Move out, maggots.”
  • “Be here at six o’clock tomorrow morning,” Wymack said. “We’ve got a game to win Friday.”
  • [Nicky]: “I can’t understand you. That’s not fair.”
    • “Think about that the next time you use German at my practices,” Wymack said.
  • Wymack came out of nowhere and hauled Neil off Riko like he weighed nothing at all.
  • Wymack answered on the fourth ring. “You have a good reason to be bothering me on a holiday?”
  • “He sounds like Neil,” Wymack said, “but he doesn’t look like him. I’ll take your explanation from the top and without a side order of bullshit, thanks.”
  • He stopped fighting to get free; the hands that had been trying to wrench Wymack’s arms off him now held on for dear life.
  • “Can I let go of you and trust you to behave, or are you going to try and cut your face off again?”
  • Wymack didn’t say anything about the scars… He just checked Neil over with a clinical eye and poked at every line of stitches for weaknesses.
  • “He gave me a contract but I wouldn’t sign it. He couldn’t make me sign it. This doesn’t mean anything. I’m still a Fox.”
    • “Of course you are,” Wymack said.

and of course, mine and everyone else’s personal favorite:

  • “Help me,” he said through gritted teeth.”
    • “Let me,” Wymack shot back.
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Mind Reader

Characters: Dean x Reader

Warnings: angst adjacent, smut, dirty talk, LOTS of language

Word Count: 2.7k

A/N: I was looking through some REALLY old requests and I came across an idea from @jennalyncarrigan1230 from who knows how long ago. She pitched an idea that I have twisted and LOVE the outcome. I doubt she even remembers sending the ask, but her initial idea sparked this smutty goodness. This took on a life of its own. I haven’t wrote Dean smut or ANY smut in quite some time. This is officially DIRTY. Or at least by my standards it is. Hope you enjoy. ;) Italics & Bold indicate reader’s thoughts.  This has very little plot. Just the poor reader thinking her secret dirty thoughts about Dean only to have them be not so secret anymore.

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Writing Prompts

Send me a quote with a character or ship and I’ll write a one shot/drabble.

1. “Don’t you say that… not you”
2. “I know it’s 3 in the morning, but I can’t find my cat”
3. “Make me”
4. “Is that my shirt?”
5. “If you walk out that door… don’t you ever come back”
6. “Don’t you die on me”
7. “Please… just leave me alone”
8. “I can’t keep fighting like this”
9. “I need you”
10. “Where were you when I needed you?”
11. “Will you just shut up for a minute and let me think?!”
12. “I just want you to be happy”
13. “It’s time to say goodbye”
14. “Please…stay…”
15. “I don’t want to hurt you”
16. “Just shut up and kiss me”
17. “Ignore me, I didn’t see anything”
18. “I wish I could stop loving you”
19. “I’m scared”
20. “I’ll protect you no matter what… even if it kills me”
21. “You knocked on my door at 1 in the morning, to cuddle?”
22. “I can’t do this without you”
23. “Love is stupid”
24. “I trusted you”
25. “No, please don’t!”
26. “I’m not gonna let you get yourself killed!”
27. “I’m with you okay? Always”
28. “I thought you loved me”
29. “I told you this would happen”
30. “What? You think you’re the only one suffering?”
31. “You’re alive?!”
32. “Don’t you try and pin this on me!”
33. “Why are you like this?”
34. “If you really love me, you’ll let me go”
35. “Why are you looking at me like that”
36. “I hate you”
37. “Because I love you god damn it!”
38. “Oh well good for you”
39. “I’m not gonna keep having this conversation”
40. “I could hold you forever”
41. “Every time I see you, I fall in love with you all over again”
42. “This is hard for me too”
43. “Squeeze my hand if you can hear me”
44. “Close your eyes”
45. “Will you marry me?”
46. “I’m in love…shit”
47. “Go on, I dare you”
48. “Kiss me.”
49. “I’d rather die”
50. “Please… I need you”

US Presidents As Dril Tweets
  • George Washington: another day volunteering at the betsy ross museum. everyone keeps asking me if they can fuck the flag. buddy, they wont even let me fuck it
  • John Adams: "ah boo hoo hoo i want to post Foul comments to content leaders" Fat Chance, Dimwit. I will annihilate you under bulwark of the Law and God.
  • Thomas Jefferson: Q: If your post was proven by a counsil of wise men to be racist, or bullshit, would you bar it from the record? A: I do not delete my posts
  • James Madison: (sniffing a crumpled up one dollar bill i found on the floor of a dog kennel) ah.. thats greenbacks baby
  • James Monroe: for decades i have traversed the unforgiving mountains and rivers of south america, hoping to catch a glimpse of the fabled "ass downloader"
  • John Quincy Adams: "This Whole Thing Smacks Of Gender," i holler as i overturn my uncle's barbeque grill and turn the 4th of July into the 4th of Shit
  • Andrew Jackson: handing Faves over to my enemies is FRAUD !! base, contemptible FRAUD!
  • Martin Van Buren: Food $200
  • Data $150
  • Rent $800
  • Candles $3,600
  • Utility $150
  • someone who is good at the economy please help me budget this. my family is dying
  • William Henry Harrison: (spends all of 7 seconds skimming some blog posts) yep. just as i knew all along. having pnuamonia is good
  • John Tyler: fuck "jokes". everything i tweet is real. raw insight without the horse shit. no, i will NOT follow trolls. twitter dot com. i live for this
  • James K. Polk: thhere is no such thing as charisma, and art is fake. the only metrics by which we must determine the worth of a man are Strength and Wisdom
  • Zachary Taylor: the doctor reveals my blood pressure is 420 over 69. i hoot & holler outta the building while a bunch of losers tell me that im dying
  • Millard Fillmore: trying to heal..... please donate to my go fund me... $10 will make me less racist... $100 will make me extremely less racist...thank you...
  • Franklin Pierce: blocked. blocked. blocked. youre all blocked. none of you are free of sin
  • James Buchanan: #NationalGirlfriendDay please cherish your gal's.. in honor of us, the single Boys who must sacrifice all companionship to #CarryTheBrand...
  • Abraham Lincoln: unloading an entire belt of ammo at me with a minigun or some such device will now get you "Blocked"
  • Andrew Johnson: who the fuck is scraeming "LOG OFF" at my house. show yourself, coward. i will never log off
  • Ulysses S. Grant: i regret being tasked the emotional burden of maintaining the final bastion of morality and Nice manners in this endless ocean of human SHIT
  • Rutherford B. Hayes: using the toilet when i hear Our national anthem start to play. i do what i must. i stand tall in complete agony; as shit runs down my leg,
  • James A. Garfield: too much truth in such little time. feeling the heat cominh down to silence me... signing off........ for now
  • Chester A. Arthur: i WILL wise the fuck up. i WILL super charge my content for 2017. i WILL get blue check mark
  • Grover Cleveland: the way i see it, people who come on here and submit content that is not up to par, could possibly be considered the "Villains" of this site
  • Benjamin Harrison: i help every body, im not racist, i keep myself nice, and when i ask for a single re-tweet in return i am told to fuck off, fuck myself, etc
  • William McKinley: boy oh boy do i love purchasing large amounnts of Fool's Gold. wait a minute... fools gold fucking sucks. this stuff is no good..!! Fuck !!!
  • Theodore Roosevelt: IF THE ZOO BANS ME FOR HOLLERING AT THE ANIMALS I WILL FACE GOD AND WALK BACKWARDS INTO HELL
  • William H. Taft: ah.. the perfect Souffle! cant wait to dig in to t(*EVERY PIPE IN MY HOUSE EXPLODES AT THE SAME TIME, COVERING ME IN SHIT AND BOILING WATER*
  • Woodrow Wilson: the conflicted supersoldier stares over the horizon as he smokes a cigarette. "war is the most fucked up thing ever." he takes a sip of beer
  • Warren G. Harding: somebody please Bribe me
  • Calvin Coolidge: aggressively joyless oaf hhere. painfully obnoxious respect demander checkign in. extremely dim witted frowning man looking for pals
  • Herbert Hoover: it is really quite astonishing that I have yet to win The Lottery, given how good I am at selecting six numbers and saying them out loud
  • Franklin D. Roosevelt: ive never heard of this “europe” but it sounds like a big bunch of shit to me
  • Harry Truman: everybody wants to be the guy to write the tweet that solves racism once and for all because it would look good as hell on a resume
  • Dwight D. Eisenhower: my "F*&k It!! Let's Go Golfin" t-shirt maintains a tenacious stranglehold on my life. after 1,125 days of Golf my body is twisted, deformed
  • John F. Kennedy: when you do sutuff like... shoot my jaw clean off of my face with a sniper rifle, it mostly reflects poorly on your self
  • Lyndon B. Johnson: incredibly handsome , charismatic famous boy credited with ending income inequality after saying that slumlords should be called "dumblords"
  • Richard Nixon: i attribute the complete failure of my brand to the actions of detractors, oor my “trolls”, as it were, as well as my own constant fuckups
  • Gerald Ford: shutting computer down until the shitty moods & attitudes can fuck off., if you need me ill be on my other computer, sititng 60° to my right
  • Jimmy Carter: i warnned you all that bad things would happen if you kept letting your wives wear jeans. AND NOW LOOK! the damn gas prices are up again
  • Ronald Reagan: spend a lot of time thinking about how sometimes even war criminals can be heroes sometimes... Dont like it? Click the unfollow buttobn
  • George H.W. Bush: just thought off an idea i believe to be bad ass. lets find the address of the leader of isis, and mail him/ her pieces of our SHIT
  • Bill Clinton: were at the point now, that when i offer to impregnate my girl followers, people assume my motives are sexual. disgusting, grow the fuck up,
  • George W. Bush: friday night gathering up together a big pile of things i like to respect (flags, crucifixes ,etc) and just roll around in it ,give kisses,
  • Barack Obama: my IQ has increased 10 points ever since i stopped tollerating people mucking about, on the time line
  • Donald Trump: no
  • Wade: In Scooby Doo, secret tunnels are always behind shelves and shit.
  • Peter: Could we not base our decisions on what does and doesn’t happen in episodes of Scooby Doo, damn it!
I'm sorry but

I’m pretty sure Lance has experienced telling a story to someone and being very excited and enthusiastic about it at first but soon after awhile realises the person is barely listening, just doesn’t care in general and his face just falls because damn he was being annoying again and he awkwardly leaves the one sided conversation wishing that he never existed

The signs as quotes from "history of the entire world, i guess"
  • Aries: Nope, can't walk yet. And there's no food so I don't care.
  • Taurus: Fuck it, time to plant some grass. Look at this, I control the food now. Now everyone will want to be my friend and live near me.
  • Gemini: Hey Christians, do you sin? Now you can buy your way out of hell!
  • Cancer: It's sad. I'm sad. I miss you. How did this happen?
  • Leo: Forget this. I wanna be something, go somewhere, do something. I want things to change. I want to invent time and space.
  • Virgo: Is loving Jesus legal yet?
  • Libra: Let's overthrow the palace and start cutting all their heads off!
  • Scorpio: Get the hell out of here. Will you get the hell out of here if I give you 500 elephants? Ok thanks bye.
  • Sagittarius: Time to conquer all of Europe.
  • Capricorn: Damn, we gotta start pillaging some stuff.
  • Aquarius: That's bullshit, this whole thing is bullshit, that's a scam, fuck the church, here's 95 reasons why.
  • Pisces: You could make a religion out of this.
My 11 year old brother reacts to Hamilton (act 2)
  • What'd I Miss: "is Thomas Jefferson gay? (Me: no, but Laurens gay and Hamilton is bi)"
  • Cabinet Battle #1: "MORE ROASTING!"
  • Take A Break: "I wanna learn how to play piano and speak French.."
  • Say No To This: "WHOOP! THERE GOES MY INNOCENCE! STRAIGHT OUT THE WINDOW!"
  • The Room Where It Happens: "I don't like Burr anymore, he sounds like a jealous 5 year old"
  • Schuyler Defeated: "and Hamilton sounds like a mad 5 year old"
  • One Last Time: "Bye bye!"
  • I Know Him: "oh hey! GAY KING IS BACK! (Me: not everyone is gay...)"
  • The Adams Administration: "why are you letting me listen to a musical about a raging 5 year old?"
  • We Know: "ooh snap! Hamiltons busted!"
  • Hurricane: "Damn, he's got it rough!"
  • The Reynolds Pamphlet: "goodbye Eliza and Hamiltons love life, hello Lams! (Me: YESSSSSSS)"
  • Burn: "did Eliza burn their house down too?"
  • Blow Us All Away: "since when is Philip 19?"
  • Stay Alive (reprise): "sorry, who died, I stopped Listening."
  • It's Quiet Uptown: ooooohh, Philip is dead. R.I.P"
  • The Election of 1800: "Philip just died, and now everyone's happy??"
  • Your Obedient Servant: "the mad 5 year olds are back."
  • Best of Wives and Best of Women: "go back to sleep!"
  • The World Was Wide Enough: "yep, Burr is definitely mad and jealous.."
  • Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story: "it's over??"
9 | You’ll Never Walk Alone

BTS + GOT7 X READER [GANG!AU]

WORD COUNT: 5,242

series warnings: mature themes, strong language, violence, substance abuse, eventual smut. this chapter contains graphic content such as violence, blood and description of unpleasant injuries

Originally posted by runchrandas

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The room fell silent.

“Can I talk to you?” You asked Jimin calmly as you entered the exquisite dining room, he was sat at the head of the large table, every man in the manor house surrounding him as he briefed them with the upcoming plan of action.

“Sure.” Your brother smiled, sliding his chair back with his legs as he stood up, his warning gaze flitting between Jungkook and Taehyung, who sat either side of him eyeing you curiously.
“Minho you can take it from here.”

Today was the day Jimin planned to kill Hoseok, if anything you should’ve been proud of your brother for being so brazen and bold, but you couldn’t shake away the bad feeling captivating your body. Heading up the stairs to Jimin’s office you quickly and quietly made you way inside and sat down, Jimin in tow. He sat across from you, his once shiny silver hair now beginning to darken into his natural brown/black colour, his bangs lightly grazing the contours of his hooded, dark chocolate eyes.

“What’s this about? Did somebody hurt you?” He asked, brows knitted together curiously as his gaze settled upon your worried expression and the fact you were fidgeting with your sleeves.

“No, it’s just-“ Even though you promised Sung you wouldn’t say anything, you had to confront him, you had to make sure he was 100% certain he knew what he was doing, and after what happened to Jin you knew better than anybody that Hoseok was a dangerous, psychotic man.
“I know about the attack… And I just want to make sure that you know what you’re doing…”

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Phantom of the Opera explained, song by song
  • Prologue: Once upon a time...
  • Overture: If this song played at your funeral, you'd rise from the dead
  • Think of Me: Musical theatre version of the Eye of the Tiger montage
  • Angel of Music: Yeah it's totally my dead dad
  • Little Lotte: Friendzoned
  • The Mirror: Friendzoned part 2
  • Title Song: This isn't my dead dad
  • Music of the Night: This organ isn't the only thing I can use my fingers on
  • Stranger Than You Dreamt It: U G L Y u ain't got no alibi u ugly
  • Magical Lasso: Bitch shut up
  • Notes: This is just about the only comic relief you get in this damn show
  • Prima Donna: What's the worst that can happen ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
  • Poor Fool: 🐸
  • Why Have You Brought Me Here: There's like one redeeming trait in Erik and I'm holding onto it sorry Raoul the music is too bomb (still hella scared though)
  • All I Ask of You: The first happy moment of the show
  • All I Ask of You Reprise: Betrayal, anger, falling chandeliers, and this isn't even the worst that can happen yet
  • Masquerade: The second and final happy moment of the show
  • Why So Silent: Happy time is over
  • Notes: The fuck?
  • Twisted Every Way: Terrible idea. Let's do it.
  • Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again: Time to be a strong independent woman
  • Wandering Child: Not falling for the dead dad thing this time, wait maybe...
  • Bravo Monsieur: Imma fite everyone, let my damn opera start
  • The Point of No Return: If sex was a song
  • Final Lair: Great googly moogly it's all gone to shit
Dean’s Doc

Originally posted by ellen-reincarnated1967

Summary: Reader has a new patient Dean who comes in handy when she least expects it…

Pairing: Dean x Therapist!reader

Word Count: 1,800ish

Warnings: language

A/N: Quote for this one was, “It’s a horror show up here,”…


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BTS as things my mom's said
  • Seokjin: "Are you full? Do you want some more? I made more! Did you take your medicine?? You can take another one every four hours, it's been four hours."
  • Yoongi: "If you went to bed at a half decent time your whole life would be much easier."
  • Hoseok: "I like this AGUST D fellow. OK OK OK. *to the tune of 724148*"
  • Namjoon: *trips up the stairs* "God dammit! Every damn day! *whispers* Why does this always happen to me?"
  • Jimin: "Do you hear the birds? They want your cereal and I'm half tempted you throw the bowl out the window. The birds are hungry and I didn't buy seed."
  • Taehyung: "Nothing says happy retirement more than shit bags! We all know he's just going to be cleaning up his dogs shit for the rest of his life; it's practical."
  • Jungkook: "You see, I love this show because I know all the answers." *is watching family feud*
THINGS THAT SHOOK ME IN THE MY FIRST AND LAST MV

-that funky ass beat at the start
-dream kids on the floor looking like they’re spazzing out but actually dancing really well and Jisung slaying his solo dance 

-WAIT THEY’RE CRUSHING ON THEIR TEACHER 
-HAECHAN FALLING BACKWARDS OMG TELL ME HE DIDN’T ALMOST KILL HIMSELF DOING THAT DURING FILMING 
-“OH MAYBE MAYBE” FUCK ME UP YES HAECHAN 
-Jisung spacing out is that cutest damn thing

-CHOREO ON FLEEK (serving kinda that VIXX Error move)

-TELL ME HOW MANY TIMES RENJUN HAD TO RETAKE THIS SCENE CAUSE HE KEPT LAUGHING 

-the footwork is so adorable ogmgmogmogm
-all of them are shook, same tbh 
-“let’s talk about love, let me talk about love, yeah I’m talking ‘bout chu, yeah I’m talking ‘bout chu" 
-the moment they all realized that the cup was open for anyone to grab and they decided the smartest thing to do was run for it 
-okay no but what happened to the cup 
-tell me how many times renjun had to retake this scene cause he kept dropping the broom (?) 

-WHO LET CHENLE RIDE IN THE WHEELBARROW AND WHO LET MARK PUSH IT 

-look it’s haechan swimming in our tears

-look they’re throwing me out the window

-THE NARUTO RUNNING CHOREO YES 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼

-LOOK AT THESE CUTIES THO (no but all of them look so attractive wowowow) 

-Tell me how many times renjun had to retake this scene because he couldn’t slide in the proper direction/almost hit his head on a table 

-not gonna lie, my heart jumped a little at Mark + human anatomy mannequin
-everyone is doing something but Mark and Jisung are just screwing around lmao
-DID THEY JUST DO THAT GRIND ON ME MOVE THO. HOW DID THEY GET THE STRENGTH TO KEEP DOING THAT (I mean they had to retake the video a bunch of times) 

-I’m really loving the amount of solos Jisung has
-WTF WAS THAT. OMG WOW SHOOK. THEY JUST DID THAT. WOWOWO. HOW TF OMG 

-it’s like woodwork but they do it with cardboard cause they’re still too young to be in a workshop lmao 

-THE RUNNING AND FREEZING IS SO ADORABLE I’M CRYING

-MARIO CART THO
-it would have been so shocking if that dude was one of the other NCT members omg 
-everyone’s so upset but Chenle’s still having the time of his life. “Who cares about her when I have this cardboard car hell yea”  or he’s just smiling thru the pain

-okay but this was cute overall omg kill me