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  • what she says: I'm fine
  • what she means: jughead jones woke up at 5:45 am to take a shower before anyone got to school but his phone was only charged to 75% and it takes an iPhone 6 approximately two hours to charge to 75% and that means jughead only got 2 hours of sleep but that's also assuming his phone was dead when he plugged it in before bed so it could've been less
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Trans women DJ Jasmine Infiniti and London Jade assaulted in Brooklyn

  • Up-and-coming DJ Jasmine Infiniti wants the world to know what happened to her and her friends on Saturday.
  • The 33-year-old trans woman of color had planned to spend Monday and Tuesday preparing for her first multi-country European tour. 
  • Instead, she’s spending her third and fourth day in Manhattan’s Bellevue Hospital preparing for reconstructive surgery to fix a broken jaw.
  • New York Police and Infiniti say she and her younger transgender protégé, Florida rapper London Jade, 22, were brutally assaulted in Brooklyn’s Bushwick neighborhood around 1:45 a.m. on Saturday by a group of up to 10 suspected Hispanic men and women who were outside Bushwick Liquors, at 459 Bushwick Ave.
  • No arrests have been made yet, but the incident is being investigated by the NYPD’s hate crime task force, a department spokesperson said. Read more (6/13/17)

anonymous asked:

FYI: 8 reasons why CR7 is the GOAT, therefore better than Messi. - CR7 is a better overall goals scorer. Better goals per game ratio than Messi. - CR7 is a better free- kick scorer. - Messi never prove himself outside Barca. CR7 makes his team better. Messi always rely on Xavi and Iniesta. - Messi constantly dissapears with Argentina when his team need him. - Messi usually dissapears in relevant Champion' matches. - CR7 is a better header scorer. (To be continue)

(part 2:) - CR7 is a player with more goals and assists in the history of CL, he is more decisive in this competition. - CR7 is more decisive with his national team. In WC 2010 Messi score 0 goal even North Korea score more than him. In WC 2014 only scored in a group stage. Don’t mention Copa America, he just scored 1 goals and next year missed penalty. All the greatest players of all times have won with their national team. But Messi won’t. I hope this informations will get in your head. Keep crying.

I’ve avoided getting involved in this “debate” over the last few years or so, but since you took so much effort in trying to convince me of something that isn’t even an argument to me, I have some time & I’m more than happy pay you the same courtesy in explaining to you with facts why this is so. Let’s do it by looking at each of the points you’ve included this so-called “information” I’m supposed to “get in my head”:

► “CR7 is a better overall goals scorer. Better goals per game ratio than Messi.

False.

All-time, club and country?

  • CR: 595 goals/852 matches = 0.70 goal ratio
  • Messi: 562 goals/698 matches = 0.81 goal ratio

All-time, just club?

  • CR: 524 goals/714 matches = 0.73 goal ratio
  • Messi: 504 goals/581 matches = 0.87 goal ratio

All-time, just country?

  • CR:  71 goals / 138 matches = 0.51 goal ratio
  • Messi: 58 goals / 117 matches = 0.50 goal ratio

CR’s ratio is 0.01 higher and he has had 21 more international matches played than Messi. Alright. Collectively though, that 0.01 doesn’t make him “better overall”. 

Conversion rates since 2009:

  • CR’s conversion rate total/outside the box: 15% / 5%
  • Messi’s conversion rate total/outside the box: 21% / 9%

What about when they’ve been at their very best, goalscoring-wise? Most goals scored in a calendar year:

  • CR: 69 goals (ratio: 1.17)
  • Messi: 91 goals (ratio: 1.32)

Not only is Messi better in terms of quantity of goals, he is also a better goalscorer when context is considered. How do they perform under pressure/when the team needs them the most? From 2016:

  • CR conversion rate when team is winning / when team is losing or drawing: 25% / 6%
  • Messi conversion rate when team is winning / when team is losing or drawing: 22% / 20%

Here’s an infographic (although it’s only updated up to 2015) to help better illustrate the importance of context & goalscoring when it comes to Messi and Cristiano:

(credit to Grup 14 and Sarah)

Goals after 1 dribble/2 dribbles/3 dribbles/4 dribbles:

  • CR: 45 goals/10 goals/2 goals/0 goals
  • Messi: 115 goals/40 goals/15 goals/4 goals

Pre-assisted goals:

  • CR: 13 goals
  • Messi: 90 goals

► “CR7 is a better free-kick scorer.

Not quite

  • Since Messi and Ronaldo have been playing together in Spain (2009-10 season): 
    • CR has scored 20 goals in 291 attempts. This creates a conversion rate 6.87%.
    • Messi scored 17 free-kick goals with 212 attempts, creating a conversion rate of 8.02%.
  • Since 2012: 
    • CR has scored 17; conversion rate = 7%, 
    • Messi has scored 23; conversion rate = 10.5%
  • Even more recent, just for fun: 
    • Messi has scored 3 free-kicks in 2017 alone
    • CR has converted only 3 since 2015.

What about in big matches?

  • Total free-kick goals in El Clasico: 
    • Messi = 2
    • CR = 0
  • Messi’s total free-kick goals in World Cup and Copa America matches: 2 
    • CA = 1 (vs. Panama)
    • WC = 1 (vs. Nigeria) 
  • CR’s total free-kick goals in World Cup & Euro matches: 0. 
    • With 43 attempts. On average, he has had a shot from a direct free-kick every 67 minutes he has been on the pitch (with a total of 2,884 minutes at major international tournaments) and has a ZERO PERCENT conversion rate.

► “Messi never proved himself outside Barca.”

The old “but can he do it on a cold, wet Tuesday night in Stoke?” argument is easy to lean on because he hasn’t, but it doesn’t change that it’s an extremely flawed argument. Let’s look at why - specifically England, where CR has proved himself outside of Spain since we’re doing a head-to-head comparison. 

  • Lionel Messi has scored more Champions League goals against English clubs than he has against sides from any other nation.
    • On the 25 occasions that he has lined up against English teams, Messi has scored a total of 16 goals. 
      • Arsenal - 9 goals in 6 matches. 
      • Manchester City - 5 goals in 5 matches. 
      • Manchester United - 2 goals (which helped Barcelona claim Champions League victories in Rome in 2009 and at Wembley Stadium in 2011

Never mind him having big performances against Bayern/Leverkusen, PSG/Lyon, AC Milan/Roma, Celtic/Rangers and etc. So, something tells me the kid from Rosario - who also played very well through the rough conditions he experienced there - CAN do it on cold, rainy night in Stoke. If you think he cannot simply because he hasn’t, that’s up to you. You’re entitled to your opinion. But the stats tell us another story.

► “CR7 makes his team better.”

Sure he does, he is one of football’s greatest. But Messi makes his even better

Messi’s total major club trophies: 29 TOTAL (including 2 trebles, one of those years winning the sextuple)

  • 8 League championships
  • 4 Champions Leagues
  • 4 Copas del Rey
  • 3 UEFA Supercups
  • 3 Club World Cups
  • 7 Supercopas de España

CR total major club trophies (RM+Manchester United): 16 TOTAL

  • 4 League championships
  • 2 Copas del Rey
  • 2 Champions Leagues
  • 1 Supercopa de España
  • 1 FA Cup
  • 1 EFL Cup
  • 1 Community Shield
  • 3 Club World Cups
  • 1 Super Cup 

Stats since 2009, when Messi and CR started playing together in the same league:

  • CR + RM: 9 major Trophies
    • + 1 Liga
    • + 2 Copas del Rey
    • + 2 Champions Leagues
    • + 1 Supercopa de España
    • + 2 Club World Cups
    • + 1 Super Cup
  • Messi + Barça: 20 major trophies
    • + 5 Ligas
    • + 3 Copas del Rey
    • + 2 Champions Leagues
    • + 5 Supercopas de España
    • + 3 Club World Cups
    • + 2 UEFA Super Cups

All-time assists, club and country:

  • CR: 195, in 852 matches
  • Messi: 230, in 698 matches

    ► “Messi always relies on Xavi and Iniesta.

    Another archaic myth that Messi has destroyed year after year. Crazy that people are still hanging on to this, even after Xavi has been gone for two years now and Iniesta has been on/off form while dealing with playing in/out of position. Meanwhile, Messi has continued to improve and remain the greatest. 

    This myth seemingly makes sense due to Messi’s lack of titles with Argentina compared to his achievements at Barca - but again, this is a very flawed argument. Messi is the greatest player in the world and Xavi/Iniesta are two of the greatest midfielders/were one of the greatest midfield duos of this generation. Together, the three of them contributed to a Barça that won everything a club can within a short span of time. But how can we say in the same sentence that “Barça is only successful because they rely on Messi” AND “Messi is only successful because he relies on Xavi/Iniesta”? Grasping at straws like this really isn’t necessary, because the truth of the matter is that they simply formed a brilliant partnership together. Barcelona successfully utilized the talents of these incredible players together to succeed. Some facts to further debunk this:

    • During Messi’s record breaking year when he scored 91 goals, he was assisted only eight times by Iniesta and five times by Xavi. 
    • Neither Xavi nor Iniesta have even assisted Messi the most in his career. It’s Dani Alves. 
    • Messi continues to have the most Barcelona assists himself since 2003/2004. At Barcelona, he has more assists alone than Iniesta and Xavi combined in their club careers.

    But maybe assists alone cannot determine the impact Xavi or Iniesta has on Messi. Alright, what about pre-assisted goals (goals pre-assisted by the scorer)?

    • As we said before, as of 2016, 90 of Messi’s goals were pre-assisted. This means that in ~23% of his goals, he started the play with key passes that ended up back with him scoring. 
    • While CR, surrounded by Modric, Kroos, Ozil, Di Maria, etc. (I’m not sure why people like to act like he hasn’t been surrounded by top players) throughout his career sits at 13 pre-assisted goals. 

    Not convinced? Then let’s look at Messi’s performances for Argentina, where he has no Xavi/Iniesta. You said….

    ► “Messi constantly disappears with Argentina when his team need him. CR7 is more decisive with his national team.

    Which is again, false. Of all the big name players that play for Argentina, you call the man who is, for his national team, the…

    • Top scorer in all international competitions, including friendlies
    • Top scorer in International friendlies
    • Top scorer from the penalty spot
    • Top scorer in all U-20 international competitions
    • Top scorer in FIFA World Cup qualification
    • Top scorer when looking at goals scored in one calendar year
    • Top hat-trick scorer in all international competitions, including friendlies
    • Top assister in all international competitions, including friendlies
    • Only player that have scored against all 9 South American Nations
    • Key contributor in terms of keeping possession, averaging 63 passes per game and converting 86.2 percent.

    “disappearing”, “dependent on Xavi/Iniesta” and "indecisive”?

    • Argentina’s National Team Win % in 2014 and 2018 World Cup Qualification with Messi: 65%
    • Without Messi? 22%.

      Not quite. 

      I would suggest reading and watching [this analysis] for a better perspective on this. There is a video there which compares how Messi plays for Argentina and how he plays for Barcelona and it reveals that there isn’t much difference between how he plays for both sides, but there is a difference in the behaviour of his teammates. The confidence that Messi receives from his teammates in Barcelona is far different from what he is offered by his teammates in Argentina. As I said before, Barcelona has been able to successfully utilize Messi’s talents/abilities and have reaped every award there is because of it - something Argentina has failed to take advantage of so far. 

      In regards to CR with this, a reminder:

      • CR goals international: 71 goals / 138 matches = 0.51 goal ratio
      • Messi goals: 58 goals / 117 matches = 0.50 goal ratio

      A difference of 0.01, with CR playing 21 more international games.

      International Assists?

      • CR: 23
      • Messi: 37 (in 21 less matches)

      International Goal Participation?

      • CR: Every 113m + 25s
      • Messi: Every 99m + 12s

      ► “In WC 2010 Messi score 0 goal even North Korea score more than him. In WC 2014 only scored in a group stage. Don’t mention Copa America, he just scored 1 goals and next year missed penalty.”

      It’s true that Messi didn’t score in WC 2010. He did get an assist (the same amount as CR in the tournament) and was named MOTM once (the same number of times as CR in the tournament). Funny you should mention North Korea though, the ONLY team Ronaldo scored against in WC 2010. Once. After Portugal was already up 6-0. 

      Also, I’m not sure which WC 2014 you were watching. I was watching the one where Ronaldo’s only goal in this tournament was also in the group stage (against Ghana), while Messi scored four times in the group stages, assisted Di Maria’s goal which carried them in the round of 16, and carried his team to the final. 

      And lol ”don’t mention Copa America”? Why? Because Leo carried his team to the final twice in two years?

      In 2015:

      • 1 goal, 2 penalties (including the ONLY one of his teammates to do so in the final) 
      • 3 assists

      In 2016: 

      • 5 goals 
      • 4 assists
        • (If you want to compare to CR’s Euro 2016, where he scored 3 and assisted 3). 
      • Again, carried his team to the final. But sure, summarize the tournament as a “missed penalty” to fit your narrative. 

      Also worth mentioning that in 2007, at age 20, he also set up the game winning goal against the US in the opening 4-1 win, scored the game-tying first goal vs Colombia in their 4-2 win, assisted their only goal against Paraguay in the beginning of the knockout stage, scored the second goal in their quarter-final victory, and another in their 3-0 semifinal win - which lead to the first of the three Copa America finals he’s played in. 

      ► “CR7 is a better header scorer.

      Yes, a 6′1 CR is better at scoring headers than a 5′7 Messi (*pretends to be shocked*). CR just passed Aduriz for this record a few months ago actually, which isn’t surprising - Cristiano has shown he’s very good in the air. Nobody is denying that Cristiano has great qualities as a player. But as I’m sure you would agree, this argument alone, does not cement anyone as the greatest of all time. Also notable to mention that Barça as a team - tactics/style kept in mind - score less headers. Next. 

      ► “Messi disappears in relevant Champions League matches.

      Did you even try with this one? A few examples of how wrong this is off the top of my head? 

      UCL Final vs. Manchester United, 2009

      UCL Quarterfinals vs. Arsenal, 2010

      • Scored four goals in the second leg, the first three in just 21 minutes

      UCL Semifinals vs. Real Madrid, 2011

      • Scored twice in ten minutes in the first leg. We advanced to the final 3-1 on aggregate. 

      UCL Final vs. Manchester United, 2011

      UCL Semifinals vs. Bayern, 2015

      • Nobody will ever forget his two goals in this extremely ‘relevant’ match, as you put it.
      • Was also at the heart of Neymar’s second goal in the second leg.

      UCL Final at Berlin against Juventus, 2015

      • Messi’s pass to Alba sparked the first goal scored by Rakitic
      • Messi was at the heart of the counter attack which gave Barca the lead again.
      • He wasn’t on the scoresheet, but he made his presence felt.

      It’s true that our last two Champions League tournaments were not what we hoped they would be, but in our ‘relevant’ matches then, Leo still scored 3 against Arsenal over both legs and scored a crucial penalty in our historic PSG comeback this year.

      I couldn’t help but notice how you didn’t have a counter-response about CR and ‘relevant’ CL matches. Could it have to do with numbers like this, from last season?:

      ^ (And again, credit to Sarah for this.)

      And speaking of ‘relevant’ matches, why not mention ‘relevant’ league matches?

      Credit to Grup 14 for the graph. Messi’s line (higher than CR’s in all aspects) shows a relatively steady performance in games (goals/assists) that isn’t affected by the quality of the opposition - so he’s there (more or less) regardless of ‘relevance’ of the match. Meanwhile, as we can see, CR follows an obvious increase in performance as the quality of the opposing team decreases.

      ► “CR7 is a player with more goals and assists in the history of CL, he is more decisive in this competition

      CR does have an advantage when it comes to assists in this competition (37 in 145 vs. Messi’s 25 in 115) - the only competition which he surpasses Messi in assists. And I’m certainly not denying that he’s decisive in this competition. Nobody could.

      But with goals:

      • CR: 104 goals in 145 games = 0.72 goals/game
      • Messi: 94 goals in 115 games = 0.82 goals/game

      And ultimately, titles:

      • CR: 3
      • Messi: 4

       ► “All the greatest players of all times have won with their national team. But Messi won’t.

      Cruyff. Raul. Puskas. Eusebio. Zico. Maldini. Ballack. Bergkamp. Figo. Gascoigne. Laudrup. And the list goes on.

      The greatness of these players, all who have never won an international title, are not questioned. A list Cristiano was also on just last year. Did you create this entire argument after the goal Eder scored, which CR watched from the bench?Did that moment make you believe it can overshadow all of the facts above? 

      If you want to get technical, Messi won with Argentina in 2008, when he became an olympic champion and was highlighted as one of the standout players in the tournament. 

      Neither CR nor Leo has lead their team to a World Cup. 

      But it is true that Messi hasn’t won a Copa America, despite playing in 3 finals and standing out in each one of those tournaments. 

      ► Other:

      • Most Ballons d'Or (5): Messi
      • Most consecutive Ballons d'Or (4): Messi
      • Most goals in La Liga history (347): Messi
      • Most assists in La Liga history (137): Messi
      • Most goals scored in a La Liga season (50): Messi
      • Most goals scored in a club season (73): Messi
      • Most goals in El Clasico history (23): Messi
      • Most assists in El Clasico history (13): Messi

      All I have to say is that if after going through the facts, doing some reading (some suggestions = Lionel Messi is ImpossibleBeyond stats and stunts - The gulf between Messi and Cristiano Ronaldo widened in 2016Lionel Messi vs Cristiano Ronaldo - Who’s the best goalscorer?Messi vs Cristiano Ronaldo - What defines a big-game player?, and the Messi vs. Ronaldo resource), some watching/listening (check out Lionel Messi - The World’s GreatestCruijffCast - Episode 7 - Messi x Cristiano Ronaldo, Lionel Messi vs. No Space, and Lionel Messi - The 10 Smartest Skills Without Touching the Ball), and maybe just watching some of Messi’s matches that will show you the things stats can’t fully capture… if you believe that headers in a differing styles of play and one international title can justify your entire argument, then there’s no more convincing I can do. This is why I like to stay out of this debate these days. Because for me, although CR is undoubtedly one of the great players of this generation, the greatest of all time isn’t debatable. 

      So if you haven’t guessed it by now, there are no tears over here. If you need a tissue though, let me know!

      Snapchat Mishaps {Pt.5}

      Warnings: This ones very dirty guys, you’re welcome 😈. VEY VERY  NSFW gifs , FINALLY S M U T ,angst , Bucky Barnes x Reader (ft Johnny Storm 😉)

      { Snapchat Mishap Masterlist}             MasterList!


      “ miss, I suggest you wake up. I’m required to remind you that you have work in 20 minutes” the blinds over your windows begins rising , letting your room flood with blinding light.

      Fucking FRIDAY .

      “ I’m up I’m up.”

      You went right to your room after you left buckys floor last night. It took you a while , but you finally fell asleep . Work is the last thing you want right now , but you know You have a shit ton of medical records to type out and things to organize .


      You are ready in 15, and on the elevator soon after . Finally the elevator opens on the med floor , and the silence is oddly soothing .

      Your day passes quickly , before you know it it’s 5pm .

      “ Mr Stark would like me to inform you that he is holding a small get together tonight at 7 and he’d like you to attend. He said ’ nothing fancy , just wear something to outline your-‘l

      ” I get the point FRIDAY.“ you cut her off before she can finish relaying Tony’s message about your ass. Real  classy Stark.

      Originally posted by chaosofhearts


      It doesn’t take long to finish your work, so you have plenty of time to get ready . You decide on wearing a black shirt dress, that clings to the shape of your curves and has a cross cross cut out around your middle , along with a low neckline . Overall, you feel sexy as hell. Your hair is down is loose natural waves, and you applied light makeup . You’re ready at 6:45 , and decide to head to the “party level ” early . Your nerves begin acting up when you think about having to face Bucky tonight. He didn’t try to contact me all day , so why the hell should I care ? He can do whatever he wants , and I can whatever I want . The elevators open , to the hall, revealing an unfamiliar group of 4 and you realize it’s the fantastic Four ; the other heroes of new York . The man with his back to you turns , a dazzling smile forming when he sees you .

      Originally posted by this-is-what-makes-us-fandoms

      I want to do him, oh man, do I want to do him .

      “ well hello gorgeous.”
      The woman across from him smacks the back of his head .

      “ I’m sorry about my brother , I’m sue Richards , this is my husband reed , our friend Ben, and the one with no manners is my brother Johnny storm.” Playboy Johnny storm , his could be fun.

      “ it’s a pleasure to meet all of you, thank you for what you’ve done to save this city , and the world .” They all blush at you, including Johnny.

      “ well you know , I could think of another way to say thank you.” Johnny say with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes . His sister groans at his remark but you laugh

      “ that’s a shame Johnny,” you walk past him , stopping to call over your shoulder ,“ because I think of a lot more ways than one .” You wink and continue heading into the official party area.

      Originally posted by cybertronicvagrant

      You spent most of the night near wanda and Natasha, bucky finally arrived with Steve a little later , his girl from last night no where insight. You fee his eyes on you as him as they both approach the three of you , after a quick hello you excuse yourself to go to the bar, you suddenly feel the urge for tequila getting louder .

      You feel a hand on your lower back as you wait for the bartender , and you pray it’s not buckys .

      “ what’s got a beautiful lady like you drinking tequila alone ?” Johnny , thank fucking god . You turn around , he’s so close that your chests are nearly touching .

      “ do I need a reason for tequila?”

      “ no, but your shoulders tensed and dropped in relief when you saw it was me , who are you avoiding babe?”

      “ you never hear about how observant Johnny storm is , only how much of a playboy.”

      “ I’m waiting for an answer .”
      You look over his shoulder , locking eyes with a very aggravated Bucky Barnes . What the hell does he look so pissed - oh . Oh ! What a fucking - fuck it . I’m doing this.

      You lean up to whisper in his ear, “Johnny I need a favor , feel free to say no. But I really wanna piss someone off.”

      “ anything for you , I’m sure he deserves it.”

      “ how do you-”

      “ Like you said , observing is  my thing, and frostbite hasn’t taken his eyes off you since you walked to the bar .”

      “ you’re pretty damn good mr.Storm”
      “ oh baby you have no idea.” His arms wrap around your waist , both of you are devilishly smiling .

      Johnny pulls you to the dance floor of people grinding against each other . You turn your body so your back is to his chest, your ass pressing against his already hardening bulge .

      “ excited ?” You ask over you shoulder , he responds with a light kiss to your neck . You behind moving together , following the beat . 5 songs later and you’re way too turned on from dancing with Johnny and need air , you part with a quick kiss to his cheek then duck out to the balcony , sighing as soon as the breeze hits you.

      Looking over the city is so calming , the lights are mesmerizing. So much in fact , you didn’t hear the door open & close behind you .

      “ y/n” you jump at the sound , not realizing someone else joined you, and of course it’s bucky. You don’t turn , just grip on tighter to the ledge infront of you , how fucking great.

      “ Barnes .”

      “ you look nice tonight.” He is directly behind you now, close enough you can feel his breath on your neck . Are you fucking kidding me ?

      You don’t reply , the anger building up inside you is threatening to spill out but you don’t want to give him the satisfied knowing the affect seeing him and the girl lady had on you.

      “ you didn’t snap me today doll.” That’s it .

      “ I didn’t snap y- you are something else Bucky Barnes .” You turn , glaring daggers into the deep blue eyes looking back at you .bucky just smirks ,

      Originally posted by winter-barnes

      “ I knew that would get you to speak.”
      Bastard .

      “ let me ex-”
      “ why would you need to explain bucky? I shouldn’t of came to your floor , what you do isn’t my business, nor do I care . ”
      Go me . self-five .

      His face drops at your words , but he doesn’t drop it
      “ I was stressed from the mission and I need to - listen I didn’t sleep with her . I sent her packin after I saw you. ”

      “ well that was dumb. ”

      “ why- I know your mad y/n. No need to hide it . ”

      “ .im not your mother and I’m certainly not your girl friend so why would I be mad? we all have needs. “ you snap .

      He’s silent , you take the chance to move away and back to the party but his voice stops you

      ” so what ? You’re going back to dancing with storm now? “
      You laugh , ” is someone jealous ?“ When he doesn’t respond you walk back to him , placing your hand on his chest .

      ” are you jealous that he’s the one that’s going to have my ass grinding against him Buck? That he’s the one I’m going to be kissing tonight when we leave the party , the one whose dick im going to wrap my lips around ? That you’re not the one that’s going to be fucking me until I can’t walk? “
      After a moment of him glaring into your eyes , you laugh , ” because it could of been you. But I’m sure you have someone else you can call again tonight , don’t you ?“ You spit , you go to remove your hand from his chest but his flies up to grasp onto it , holding you to him.

      ” I didn’t think -“

      ” doesn’t matter , it was just a game Bucky right? That’s all it was .“ Sadness clear in your voice , but oh well. His face drops , his eyes going to the ground at your words. 

      Originally posted by munirakhairuddin

      You rip your hand from his, and storm back into the party . Thoughts flying through your head at what feels like a 100 mph, the night you spent talking with him , all the snaps , the kisses ; it’s all too much . Fuck it was just suppose to be a game , I wasn’t suppose to feel anything for that dickbag!

      ” hey woah, you okay?“ you look up to see Johnnys concerned eyes .

      ” uh- yeah I just- tequila .“ You sigh out , and he nods , taking your hand and leading you to the bar .


      Buckys POV

      fucking hell. I never would of thought I could be this dumb , she’s never going to - FUCK.  I should of told her how I felt first.  Those should of been the first fucking words out of my mouth. But would this of ended any different?  it would of killed me if she still walked away after I told her. But now she just thinks- FUCK. 
      Why the fuck is she even bothering with storm , he’s a man whore . What are thy even laughing about ? How much tequila does she think she can drink ?!

      I don’t blame her , how could I ? I should of called her not - Lisa? Whatever that chicks name was . But whatever this is - was - between me and y/n is just too - I didn’t think I’d catch feelings. But she’s just so- y/n . I don’t even have words to describe how wonderful she is , I’ve always know though . Being an ass to her was just so much easier than giving into being close with her before . But after the other night , after everything we talked about , the kisses , fuck her lips are so perfect , almost like they were made for mine, I can’t help but give in. I learned so much about her , we moved so far into friendship in just one night. I’m an idiot .

      Steve told me I shouldn’t of pushed her away , but what else was I suppose to do? She was the only thing on my mind during that mission , and the first thing back on my mind after I shook out soldier mode on the way home . That mission- I don’t even know- I lost myself for a minute . All I could think about is what if that happens when I’m with her ? What if I hurt her ? I didn’t think she was as in deep as I was , didn’t think she’d care about the other girl . I was almost praying she only saw this as truly a game between us , so atleast one of us had a little bit of hold on reality. But when I saw her eyes in the elevator , the way they glossed over with Unshed tears
      ; I lost it.

      It wasn’t a game anymore , it wasn’t just about who could get the other to cave for Sex first , although I do want to fuck her 7 ways from Sunday . It only took one night, one night of her sleeping next to me, for me to realize I needed that every night . I let my fear of hurting her physically, hurt her emotionally. And now I have to sit and watch her all over this fucking prick . I wanted to drop kick him off the side of the building the minute I saw him go up to her .

      What are they - where are they going ?!


      Y/n’s pov

       You know its the tequila vision, but right now all you can think of is banging Johnny storm, and how much you hate bucky right now.  One a scale of 1-10, you’re a solid 5.5. You lean in closer to johnny , your lips grazing his ear,

      ” What do you say we get outta here ?“

       He doesn’t verbally respond, instead his lips go to yours, in a quick, but hot kiss.  He grabs your hand and all but sprints to the elevators.  He didn’t even hit the button before pressing you against the wall next to the doors . You moan when his lips land on yours, before you can even  make another move his body is off you .

      ” What the hell!“ johnny snaps, you open your eyes to a very flustered Johnny and pissed Bucky. you’ve got to be kidding me.

      ” You have 5 seconds to get out of my sight, that’s the only warning I’m giving you storm .“ Bucky barks, making your eyes go wide. Holy hell, ive never seen him this mad. Johnny looks to you , and you slowly nod, not wanting to cause an even bigger issue to pull anyone from the parties attention to the hall .  confusion rolls over you as johnny smirks and sends you a wink, did he- did he want this to happen? wtf.

      Originally posted by master-of-duct-tape

      ” Bucky what the fuck do you think youre doing !“ you growl, ” I didn’t fucking chase that girl away last night , so what were you thinking !“

      He stalks forward, caging you between his body and the wall  until his face is an inch away from yours,

      ” Storm is a man whore.“

      ” and youre not?“ you snap ” its not like I wanted to marry the guy, Christ. “

      ” You just wanted to fuck him ? “

      ” Obviously !“

      ” You’ve got a replacement right infront of you doll. I’m all yours. “  is he caving?

      Almost like he read your mind Bucky dips down to connect your lips in a desperate kiss, his tongue immediately finding its way against yours as he gains dominance. When he pulls away your gasping for air,

      Originally posted by sssmcdlove

      ” I’m done with this game, I want you and I want you now doll.“ his voice is full of lust, and super commanding , nearly making you fall to  a puddle infront of him .

      All this is , is a fuck for both of us . He doesn’t want it to be more , and I don’t either . I’m not letting it be anymore. its a tequila induced fuck. No feelings , just sex.

       The elevator ride to his floor was silent, only thing to be heard is your breathing.  The minute you’re off the elevator, he’s got his hands on you . He pushes you against the nearest walll, his lips meeting yours in another needy kiss . His hands are roaming down your body until they land on your thigh, and he lifts you up. Your legs instantly wrap around his waist while your hands tangle in his hair, your lips still moving with his . Your dress is bunched at your waist now, letting his bulge rub against your covered core , the friction making you moan into his mouth . He moves you again , and you feel the cold granite of his kitchen counter under you .

      ” bucky please -“ His eyes are completely Lust blown as he takes in your plea . His hands move to your core , slipping under your panties and diving right into your slippery folds

      ” fuck y/n,“ he enters one, the then two finger into your pussy, starting a relentless pace . Moans rip through you at the feeling, and your hips start grinding down on his fingers . ” that’s it doll, fuck yourself on my fingers .“ And you do , you bounce yourself as much as you can on his fingers until your orgasm washes over you. You dig your fingers into his forearms as you slowly rock yourself through your orgasm.

      ” I don’t think you know how hot that was . Holy fuck.“ He breathes out before gently kissing you . You smirk at him as he removes his fingers, sticking them in his mouth with a groan. Fuck why is that so hot ? You gasp as he rips open the front of your dress, anger flashes through you for a moment before its  replaced with pure pleasure. His mouth nips down your chest, his tongue popping out to swirl around your hardened nipple. 

      Your back arches, pushing yourself further into his warm mouth and you nearly cum from the feeling of him sucking your nipple . He alternates between your breasts, driving you crazier everytime he sucks them . You finally find the strength to shove him off of you , sending him a grin as you do .  

      You slide off the counter and to your knees, going right for the button on his pants . You pop the bottom off, drag the zipper down and then pull his pants and boxers until they hit the floor and kicks them off . His cock looks painfully hard ,his top is leaking pre cum and your mouth starts watering at the sight . You lean up , capturing the tip in your mouth , you tongue swiping over the precum . You moan out at the saltiness, but your addicted to taste right away . You take more of him in your mouth , swirling your tongue around him as you start bobbing your head .

      ” shit - your mouth feels - “ he lets out a moan when your hand finds his balls .

      ” doll- sto-stop , I’m not cuming until I’m fucking buried in your pussy.“ You back off with a wet pop , standing up then leaning to kiss him .

      ” then what are you waiting for , sergeant ?“ That did it , his eyes snap to yours and another growl escapes him, making you even wetter , fucking hell . He lifts you again , taking you to his room . Once your feet hit the floor youre ripping at his shirt, buttons flying everywhere  .

       He removes your ruined dress from you , biting his lip as he looks over your body , only thing covering you is your black lace thong; and he takes care of that real quick.  He gently shoves you back, watching your chest bounce as you fall to his bed. He slowly tucks his fingers under the waist of your thong and pulls it down your legs before tossing it over his shoulder. You let your legs fall open, watching as he looks at your dripping pussy with hungry eyes.

      ” So fucking perfect Doll.“ he leans down , his lips finding yours in a passionate kiss that has your head spinning . He pulls away , sneaking his hands underneath your body , and flipping the two of you so youre straddling him . He smacks your ass, making you arch forward as you whimper.

      ” Up here baby ,“ you raise your eyebrow in confusion until you finally realize what he means .  You scoot yourself up, placing a leg on each side of his head and slowly lowering yourself down until you feel his lips on your slit.

      ” Oooh fuck!“ he dives right in , sucking and licking at your folds so hard you can barely keep yourself up right . His hands come down on your thighs, squeezing them roughly as he begins moving you back and forth over his face.  you take the hint and follow his lead,  hesitantly rocking yourself against him . His hands move you faster though , to the point that you are fucking yourself on his face. one hand disappears from your hips, and you feel one of his fingers enter you as he sucks harshly on your clit.

      ” Bucky ! “the last suck did you in, the knot in your stomach snapping harder than ever before . You feel yourself cuming , you can feel it dripping out of you into is mouth and the thought reignites the fire in your core.  Bucky gently lifts you and slides you back down to his lap  , and you get a good look of his glistening face. Holy fuck, I just fucked bucky barnes face.  fuck yes.  You pull him in for a kiss, sighing at the taste of yourself on his tongue . You suck on his tongue before moving away from him , and a low moan leaves his lips.

      ” Doll I cant wait any longer .“ he flips you once again, once hes over you his hand grabs ahold of his cock and he slowly pushes himself in . You know hes trying to be considerate and give you a minute to adjust, but you cant wait . The way he fills you already has you addicted , the pain only lasts a few seconds before you bucking your hips up . He starts thrusting slowly, and you let out a growl,

      ” Harder !“  you cry out , and he complies, snapping his hips into your rougher . His pace is animalistic, he manages to hit your g spot with every thrust making it so much better. The moans leaving your lips are ridiculously obscene, youre pretty sure theyd be in a porn video .

      ” Fuck doll I’m -“

      You groan , not ready for this to be over . You use all your strength to switch your positions so youre on top of him now .

      ” Hold on , Sergeant. “ your steady yourself with your hands on his chest, and begin bouncing on his dick , the new angle making your pussy clench even tighter around him.

      ” holy hell Y/n, I can feel you gripping me so fucking good. C'mon baby .“ his fingers move to your clit , starting to rub it hard . You pick up your pace, crying out from all the sparks your feeling throughout your body . Bucky sits up, his mouth enveloping one of your nipples while he grabs at the other one . 

      He moves off your chest after a few minutes, his arms wrapping around your waist now to press his chest against yours as he starts thrusting up into your heat as you slam down onto him .
      ” C'mon doll, cum all over my cock . I want to feel you-“

      you whimper out his name , your orgasm ripping through you almost painfully. White spots invade your vision, and you hear bucky moan out your name as his orgasm follows . You feeling him slowly thrusting still, pulling you both through your finishes as he shoots ropes of cum into you . The feeling of him finishing in you triggers another smaller orgasm , then your body gives out, crashing against his. You’ve never cam that hard, and it was an earth shattering feeling, one that youre already craving again. 

       You lift yourself off of him, flopping to your back beside him on the bed.

      ” Holy - that was - wow.“ he says , both of you gasping for air .   You turn your head to the side, finding Bucky already looking at you .  Flashes from the other night in his room play in your mind, and you quickly come crashing back into reality  . This was just- it was nothing to him. So its nothing to me then too.

      ” Youre beautiful, you know that?“ Shut up , please shut up . He almost sounds sincere, but that just must be how he gets all the girls

      You send him a smile, afraid to even say anything back to him .  He rolls out of bed & walks to his bathroom, returning with a wet cloth . He gently cleans you up, sending shivers down your spine when the cloth goes over your sensitive clit.   He goes back into his bathroom to drop the dirty cloth into his hamper, when he does you jump out of his bed, grab the first shirt you see and your panties . You quickly cover yourself, and head right for the door . Right as the door opens he stops you ,

      ” why- you’re not staying ?“ his voice was quiet and laced with confusion .  Pull it together , you know what’s about to leave your lips is going to hurt ; but it’ll hurt a lot less now , than it would if you stayed and slept beside him, if you woke up in his arms knowing it was just another night to him . You don’t bother turning around when you reply ,

      ” fuck no.”

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      Member: Jimin x Reader x Jungkook
      Genre: Smut, (Supernatural????) Eventual fluffyness & Slight angst

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      When you fall in love with Jungkook and he isn’t there to catch you, a sudden surprise shows up to give you a little bit of help.

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      anonymous asked:

      Special characters pronunciation

      Sæll (eða sæl), vinur minn,
      (Hello, my friend,)

      As per your request, I will go into some detail about how to pronounce the following special characters in Old Norse: þ, ð, æ, œ, ø, ǫ, and ö

      If there are others that you would like to see discussed, please do not hesitate to let them be known.


      þ (’thorn’) and ð (’eth’)

      Both of these characters represent the English sound ‘th’ (a dental fricative), but ‘þ’ is unvoiced while ‘ð’ is voiced. When saying an ‘ð’, you should feel your vocal cords vibrating. Here are some English examples:

      • Þ, þ: thistle, cloth, thing
      • Ð, ð: bathe, clothe, they

      In Old Norse, ‘þ’ can only appear at the beginning of a word (Þórr, þér, þing, etc.). There are, however, exceptions to this when considering compounds: Bergþórshváli = berg (rock face, geo.) + Þóra (a personal name, an gen. þórs) + hváll (hill). Yet, in this case, the proper name is actually Bergþóra (itself a compound), thus Bergthora’s Hill. Similarly, ‘ð’ never occurs at the beginning of a word, but rather in the middle or the end.

      Here is a video by Dr. Jackson Crawford that may be helpful as well:


      æ (’ash’)

      This special character sounds like the ‘a’ in the English word ‘ash’ (this, of course, can change based on dialects). Here are some other English examples:

      • Æ, æ: ash, nap, trap, clash, cat

      Although some of the English examples above contain a short ‘a’ sound, the vowel ‘æ’ is always long in Old Norse. See the video at the end of this post for an audio example (6:12).


      œ and ø

      These special characters have a bit of a special relationship with one another (as well as with the special characters below).

      ø’ is very much like the sound of ‘e’ in the English word ‘pet’, except with rounded lips. Another way to explain this special character is that it is somewhat a combination of two sounds: ‘e’ and ‘o’. Thus, it is the ‘e’ sound in ‘pet’ with the rounded lips of an ‘o’. This sound should be made towards the front of your mouth. It takes a bit of practice, but you should be able to feel the front ‘pinched’ a bit, and your throat should open up a bit more. See the video at the end of this post for an audio example (6:36).

      • Ø, ø: the ‘e’ in ‘pet’ with the rounded lips of an ‘o

      œ’ is essentially a long version of the ‘ø’ above. In certain manuscripts it is actually written as ‘ǿ’. Like most other accented vowels in Old Norse, this just lengthens the shorter sound. So, with that having been said: œ = ǿ = a long ‘ø’ = e+o. See the video at the end of this post for an audio example (7:45).

      • Œ, œ: ǿ

      ǫ and ö

      ‘ǫ’ is essentially a shorter ‘á’ sound, which we have not discussed here. Nonetheless, it should sound something like this:

      • Ǫ, ǫ: the ‘au’ sound in ‘caught’, but with rounded lips and shorter than the ‘á’ (which is the same sound, but longer).

      This is another difficult sound to get used to, but with practice it can be done. It is very similar to the ‘ø’ above, but instead of being a combination of the sounds ‘e’ and ‘o’, it is a combination of the sounds ‘a’ and ‘o’. Instead of being a front sound, it is more of a back sound (a more open throat and a less closed mouth). See the video at the end of this post for an audio example (8:08).

      By the thirteenth century, ‘ǫ’ had begun to merge with ‘ø’, producing ‘ö’. This sound was also represented by ‘au’, ‘ꜹ’, and even ‘ø’. It is not the same sound as ‘ǫ’, but it is fairly similar. The difference is that ‘ö’ is a front sound, whereas ‘ǫ’ was more of a back sound. 

      • Ö, ö: similar to ‘ǫ’, but more like the ‘u’ in ‘cut’ with rounded lips.

      ‘ö’ is more commonly used for modern Icelandic, but some scholars use ‘ö’ to represent the Old Norse ‘ǫ’ (such as Jesse L. Byock). There is debate around this, but it really depends on the time period of the text being looked at, as well as the orthography associated with it. Dr. Jackson Crawford notes that ‘ǫ’ is the standard for Old Norse. Go to 8:38 of this video for some audio examples from Dr. Jackson Crawford:


      Here is another video by Dr. Jackson Crawford that may be helpful for better understanding these characters and their pronunciations. Go to the timestamps mentioned above for the pronunciation of æ (6:12), ø (6:36), œ (7:45), and ǫ (8:08) in particular.


      SOURCES:

      As always, here are the sources that I have used (other than Dr. Jackson Crawford’s wonder YouTube channel) in the making of this post:

      1. Jesse L. Byock, Viking Language 1: Learn Old Norse, Runes, and Icelandic Sagas. (Pacific Palisades, CA: Jules William Press, 2013), 330-331.

      2. Guðvarður Már Gunnlaugsson, “Manuscripts and Paleography,” in A Companion to Old Norse-Icelandic Literature and Culture, edited by Rory McTurk. (Malden, MA: Blackwell Publishing, 2007), 258.


      DISCLAIMER (I am also not much of a linguist, so I may have explained a few characters incorrectly; corrections may be made in the future.)

      Jughead & Reader: From The Beginning Part 1

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      Summary: You and Jughead have a knack for getting into trouble but the two of you have managed to stay above water. However, things start taking a dark turn for you and the only one there to help you through everything is Jughead Jones, your best friend you’ve been in love with since you were kids.

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      “Do you think you’ll stay in Riverdale after we graduate?” Jughead asked as the two of you sat at the edge of the river at midnight, enjoying one another’s company. 

      You kicked your legs in the water and shrugged your shoulders, watching the ripples in the water that disrupted the reflection of the night sky. “I hope not,” you admitted.

      Jughead looked at you. “Where do you want to go?” He asked. 

      You leaned back and rested your head on the soft blanket you always brought to the river with Jughead. He joined you, staring at the sky just like you were. “Anywhere,” you whispered as you tried to make out constellations in the sky. “What about you?”

      He sighed. “I don’t think I’ll ever make it out of Riverdale, no matter how hard I try.”

      You frowned and rolled onto your side to look at your best friend. “That’s not true,” you told him. “If you don’t want to stay here, you don’t have to. You’ll be eighteen and no one can stop you.”

      “Where would I even go?” He turned so he was on his side facing you. 

      You brushed a few stray hairs out of his emerald eyes and tucked them under the rim of his beanie. “Go with me.” You smiled.

      He laughed and looked down at the pattern on the blanket shyly. “I don’t know.”

      “Yeah, go with me,” you said, getting excited about the idea of Jughead being by your side, even after graduation. “We can travel around the country together and when we get tired of it, we can find some place to stay and work. Then when we get restless again we’ll travel the world.”

      He smiled at you. “You like to dream, don’t you?”

      You adjusted yourself so you were on your back, staring at the stars again. “It’s the only thing that keeps me sane nowadays.”  

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      Kinky Night (Jaehyun)

      anon said: Smut with Jaehyun please. Jaehyun’s back from performing abroad and he’s brought you a little present, lingerie. you’re more than happy to oblige and give him what he wants but you’ve also bought a few surprises, a pair of handcuffs and blindfolds. your both eager to get it on in an ‘extra special’ way tonight. Feel free to play with any other fetish or kink. maybe ice play, breath control and overstimulation. what can I say I have a wild imagination lol. Peace!~~ 

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      word count: 2,834 (i got a little carried away, so not sorry :) )

      genre: kink smut for ya nasties

      a/n: luv ur request marry me (again the “sex” is referring to ya naughty parts lmaooooo)

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      Born Deaf \\ KLANCE

      Based on; http://yuka-liptus.tumblr.com/post/157438456079

      Incorporated this text post: (please send it to me, i’ve been searching for hours.)

      This is gonna be hella long, sorry!

      From the moment Keith Kogane was born into this world, he was deaf. His parents decided that they didn’t want to have to deal with a ‘special needs’ kid, that it would be “Too pricy” and “Too difficult”. So he was raised up in a foster home.

      Keith Kogane got frustrated easily. He couldn’t learn like the other kids, he had to have special treatment, from special people. He hated it. He’d always blow up in their face because he’d get so irritated that he was… him! He couldn’t hear how loudly he breathed when he snapped, or how loud he screamed in frustration. He just couldn’t make sense of anything. It was all spinning around him and he just didn’t understand why he had to communicate with his goddamn hands instead of his mouth like a normal person. He was constantly bullied and picked on in middle school because he couldn’t hear, and that meant verbal harassment. He never bothered standing up for himself, he knew he could take every single one of those kids down without hesitation. But he never did, and that surprised everyone. He didn’t care what happened to him, nothing could be worse than this.

      ~~~

      Lance McClain is an excelling scholar at Berenger High, being the Student Body President. SBP was his main claim to fame, earning him multiple scholarship opportunities plus his astounding grades. He was the perfect student, adored by teachers and girls alike. He’d always rejected them, claiming he’d never had time for them. Not true, he reminded himself, you don’t like girls. Lance had always hit on and flirted with girls but he did it without meaning. Not even his best friends knew he was gay, and he didn’t want to splotch his perfect reputation. He couldn’t risk it, not if it ruined his only chances to go to Harvard. Excelling in school meant plenty of time for academics, so he picked up languages in his free time. He could fluently hold a conversation in 7 different languages, but he knew phrases in almost every language. One thing that stumped him the most was Sign Language, speaking without words. It had no structure similar to any other language, and he worked hard at it. When he was given the opportunity to tutor a deaf kid to help him understand the concept of sign language, he was more than thrilled. This would look perfect on his resumé! Easier said than done.

      ~~~

      On their first day meeting to study, Lance had arrived quite early in order to prepare. He had prepared for every possible situation: flash cards, notebook, sign language book, etc. He even had a whole three ring binder filled with phrases and words. What he was not prepared for, however, is Keith himself. The reckless, oblivious, disoriented boy quickly rushed into the library. He also, unintentionally, rushed into the heart of Lance on the first eye contact. “Hi- my name’s Lan…” he started automatically, and then flushed at his mistake. Lance McClain never made mistakes. Keith shook his head gently, tapping on the table gently for a pen. Lance unconsciously handed it to him, confused on why this boy drew out the clumsiness deep inside him? He scribbled down hard on the paper, writing just above illegible,“I can read lips, idiot.” He smiled gently as he handed him the paper. Lance read his sentence, and offered a shy smile as well. “Ah- Okay- uh… how about we begin our lesson?” He started, twiddling his fingers together.

      ~~~

      Two weeks later, Lance had fallen hopelessly in love with Keith. Keith felt himself grow attracted to the boy but he needed help and he couldn’t risk losing this. Plus, theres no way the SBP of Berenger High could ever like a student he’s tutoring. He looks down on me, probably calls me a freak with his mouth covered. But Keith only had three more weeks of tutoring before his month and a half session was complete, and he wanted to do something to show him how much he cared. He settled on speech therapy, in three weeks he’d pull himself to confess in verbal words. He wasn’t sure how he’d manage, but he’d have to. He went to the sessions privately, so his schedule was basically: Wake up at 5:30, Go to school at 7:40, Get done at 2:30, Go to tutoring from 2:40 to 4:45 on tuesdays, wednesdays, and fridays. And on mondays, thursdays, and saturdays from 2:40 to 6:00 he went to speech therapy in a private building. His grades were excellent, all A’s to A-’s, so his high school covered the expenses for the tutoring and therapy.

      ~~~

      Today was the day. The day he confessed. Three weeks of speech therapy and endless practice had brought him here, exhausted. But the adrenaline rushed through him, suddenly he was hyperaware. He rubbed circles in his palms to calm himself. The final session was ending. “-and that,” Lance finished, signing ‘I understand.’ with his fingers,“ Is how to say ‘I get it’.” Lance stopped, suddenly looking just as anxious as Keith. “Hey- Keith, can I say something?” He asked, biting his lower lip. Fuck. Keith held up his hand and signed, ‘no, I have something for you.’ Lance tilted his head, and keith continued. 'I’m sorry if this sucks, but I’m not sure if I’ll ever speak to you again, but I want you to know that,’ keith dropped his hands to his side.

      He cleared his throat. He swallowed hard, this was it. This was everything he worked for, for three weeks. He exhaled deeply, meeting lance’s gaze.

      Five weeks.

      “I love you.” Keith said, his voice cracky and rough. It was patchy and dry, but to Lance it was the most perfect thing he’d ever heard. Lance, who was holding the binder, dropped it immediately. His jaw gaped open, not breaking the connection between their eyes. Fuck, keith thought, did I say it wrong? Did I mess up? He looks like he’s going to cry… did I offend him? Did I upset him? Did I-

      His thoughts were cut off when the tanned scholar wrapped his arms around Keith. He felt himself smile wide, looking down at the taller boy who was resting his head on his chest. He brought his face up to Keith, a fat tear rolling down his cheek, and him smiling like an idiot. It was the most truthful smile Keith had ever seen, and he wasn’t sure what pushed him to do it, but he moved his thumb over his cheek; wiping away the tear, and pulled him into a kiss.

      The tan scholar, the one who never had time for girls, kissed him back. The Student Body President of Berenger High, the most popular boy in the school, was right here. In his arms.

      Lance smiled even harder, and Keith pulled away gently when Lance shifted his head back. “Before you rudely interrupted me,” lance began, still smiling,“I was going to tell you.” He held out both hands in front of him, and made the 'i love you’ sign in one hand and the 'i’m gay’ in the other. Keith took in a moment to register this, and he started laughing hysterically. Keith had never laughed so hard, he’d only ever chuckled or snorted, but this? The bubbly, pure laughter roughly cracked and splotched but Lance loved it so much.

      A/N:} this took two hours to write and I’m so tired aldjskjdjsjd i hope you enjoyed. I’m going to bed now, aaaa. Credit goes to @yuka-liptus ily thank you sm for making this possible

      daily ab routine!

      for all of you who wanted to start a daily ab routine with me, here you go!



      before starting your daily exercise, make sure you are listening to your body & making any neccesary accomodations for your body. (accommodating your body is good! that does not mean you are weak by any means. i always have to accommodate my shoulder in plank positions & various exercises)

      disclosure: i am not a certified health/fitness professional. listen to your body & do the best you can! make the workout your own


      plank workout

      1. 60 second plank (full or elbow plank okay)

      2. 45 second plank

      3. 40 second side plank (left)

      4. 45 second plank

      5. 40 second side plank (right)

      6. 35 second plank

      7. 30 second raised-leg plank (left)

      8. 35 second plank

      9. 30 second raised-leg plank (right>

      if the planks are too long, don’t give up! cut it down by 10, 20, 30, (etc) seconds


      basic ab routine

      1. full sit ups for 40 seconds

      2. russian twists for 60 seconds

      3. v ups for 40 seconds

      4. lying leg raise for 30 seconds

      5. v ups for 40 seconds

      6. lying leg raise for 30 seconds

      7. russion twists for 60 seconds

      8. full sit ups for 40 seconds

      (if you want a challenge, add weight to russian twists + v ups)

      New York // Part 2

      hi. 
      omg it took me ages to write this and idek why. it’s not the best, it’s actually really short and the reason why it’s like that is because i felt like i was dragging it out tooooooooo long and that just makes stuff not enjoyable. i’m sorry i took ages and it’s not even up to standards smh but i really wanted to give you guys somet!! if you have any ideas regarding what i should write about next, preferably not something that i will take ages to write lmao, then please leave them in the message box thing. ummmm, not much else to say so i hope you’s kinda like it? you don’t have to, you can tell me if it’s shite lmao. also i’m really sorry if there are any spelling mistakes, i didn’t proof read bc i wanted it out for you lads as soon as i could! OH ONE MORE QUESTION. do you’s prefer longer or shorter one shots? just so when it comes to writing them i have an idea of what to include and stuff. 
      lotta love, xoxo -b

      part 1 if you haven’t read it yet here 💗

      I was in the shower for probably at least 45 minutes after I woke up from the longest nap ever. It wasn’t my intention to stay in bed until 6 pm however I couldn’t do anything about it. I was tired and although I knew that it didn’t help my jetlag at all I just slept anyway.

      Once I was out of the shower, dry and feeling comfortable in my pair of black leggings and baggy shirt I laid back down on the bed. My phone was charging which confused me for a minute because I didn’t remember putting it on the bed side table or even taking it out of my pocket. Then I suddenly realised that it must have been Harry who put me to bed properly and sorted my stuff out as well.

      Sighing, I took my phone off of the charger and pressed the middle button which caused the screen to light up. As I scrolled down on the locked screen I saw a whole lot of messages from my mum, my dad, and my mates and if I saw correctly even Harry’s name popped up as well.

      I didn’t pay much attention to them because as soon as I unlocked my phone I somehow instantly forgot about the messages. After I finished my daily routine of going through all of my social media accounts which mainly consisted of Instagram and Twitter I decided it was time to show my face. And to be honest, I was rather bored as well. Not to mention my hunger which didn’t seem to fade.

      Although when I got downstairs I found myself on my own, it was as if I was the only one living here. I didn’t know where Harry was though he probably told me about it in his text which I never read. Oh well – I thought as I made my way towards the kitchen and opened up the fridge door. It was full of food.

      But it was full of healthy food.

      Then I found some chocolate yogurt and a smile creeped its way onto my lips. I took it out of the fridge without any hesitation, taking a spoon out of the drawers as well then sat down on the bar stool chairs. My eyes were probably shining like the stars on a night sky while my mouth was watering but just as I was about to eat the first spoonful of desert, Harry stumbled in the house.

      First I thought he was drunk or something but then I saw the bags in his hands. His sunglasses were low on his nose, it was about to fall off actually, his shirt was wide open on his chest and his jeans were hanging down on his waist as well.

      Basically, he was a mess.  

      I raised my eyebrows as I put the spoon in my mouth and ate what was on it, not minding one bit that he just came back. He didn’t seem bothered and he sure as hell wasn’t expecting me to actually get up because he knew me too well.

      “Are you still hungry?” he asked me a few minutes later when I had finished my yogurt. He was still putting the things he bought away and right up until the question slipped past his lips, we were both extremely quiet.

      Maybe a bit too quiet.

      “Umm,” I muttered as I turned around with my chair, leaning back on the counter with my elbows. “Depends what you bought.”

      “Just some stuff,” he shrugged then when he turned around he looked at me with a questioning look on his face. Arching my brow, which seemed to be the only facial expression I’ve shown since I woke up, I waited for him to carry on but instead he just looked away while messing with the shopping bags.

      “Why are you being so awkward?” I asked him finally, a laugh escaping my lips although I didn’t find the situation funny.

      “I’m not being awkward. I don’t know what you’re on about,” he scoffed. “The jetlag must be hitting you and your little nap probably didn’t help you.”

      “Are you seriously gonna be acting like a dick to me because I was moody on the way back from the airport?” my voice got stronger and louder as I stayed sat down. I tried not to let my emotions show on my face but I totally failed. I always did so I wasn’t surprised. “I’m so sorry I was tired, hungry and stressed.”

      “Well, I was tired, hungry and stressed as well yet I put a smile on my face because I finally got to see you after ages.”

      “I’m sorry you felt like that, okay? And I didn’t ask you to force a smile on your face, hell, I-, I don’t even know-, gosh, do we really have to argue?”

      “I’m not arguing-,”

      “Well then shut your mouth and give me a hug. You didn’t hug me since that awkward one at the airport where everyone was looking.”

      A sigh left his mouth as he looked to the side. I saw as he swallowed then shut his eyes and let another sigh out before he concentrated on me with his eyes again.

      “Okay, don’t give me a hug then, that’s fine too,” I gave up as I slipped off of the chair. I chucked the spoon in the sink then did the same to the empty yogurt box.

      “Baby, look-,” he started to talk as I was about to leave the kitchen but his voice stopped me. I didn’t turn around, hoping he’d carry on with what he wanted to say but the room was dead silent.  

      “Do you want me to stay here at all or should I just get my shit and leave?”

      “Listen, I’m sorry-,”

      “Yeah.”

      “I am, I just-, I’m stressed, and I don’t know where my head’s at. I have my first solo performance in like hours, well, tomorrow night, but still. I’m nervous as hell and it didn’t help that I made you so angry when we were in the car.”

      “I know you’re stressed and I know how it feels to be like that. You feel like you’re lost as if there’s no way out and you’re just stuck in one place. You don’t know what to do to get over yourself and your problems until you have a big crying session or talk it out with someone. So I don’t think it helps that you’re so distant, and that you made me so angry? When? You were being nice to me and I just flipped because I was not in the mood. You did nothing wrong.”

      “Well, then why do I feel like I upset you? You said I was being awkward then I was acting like a dick towards you just now. What am I supposed to think?” his voice was desperate and lost, my heart suddenly started to ache for him and my actions spoke louder than my words could.

      As I walked back to him I wrapped my arms around his waist and hugged him tightly, making sure I did my best to collect all of his pieces that were not stuck together to make him his perfect self. I absolutely hated seeing him in a bad shape and no matter what he did or did not do I couldn’t just stand there and let him be.

      Which might not be always beneficial and it may make me look absolutely weak when it comes to him I had to accept it.

      Almost right as I hugged him, his arms wrapped around my neck and his head rested on top of mine, making sure our bodies basically moulded into one.

      “I love you. I’m sorry I’m such a mess,” he whispered into my hair, his soft voice full of emotions making my heart beat faster and goose bumps arise on my arms.

      “I love you and please don’t say that. You’re not a mess.”

      “I am a mess though and you know it too,” he sighed as he slightly pulled away, shoving one of his hands through this short hair.

      “Well then in that case, you are my mess,” I winked at him as I got on the tip of my toes to press a light kiss on his lips.

      He smiled which made me smile and I couldn’t help but wrap my arms around his neck this time and jump into his arms. Thankfully, he held on to me so I didn’t fall, a soft chuckle leaving his irresistible lips while his eyes were shining brighter than anything I have ever seen before.

      “I’m sorry about my attitude before,” I told him as I hid my face in the crook of his neck. My grip was tight on him, my fingers formed into a fist as I locked my arms around Harry’s neck.

      “Don’t worry about it, love,” he said and he suddenly started to walk out of the kitchen.

      We didn’t go far, just to the couch in the living room where he sat down with me in his arms then I ended up sitting on his lap with my legs on each side of his waist.

      “So you’ll come and see me, right?” he asked me a few minutes after he was just staring at me but not in a creepy way. He did that sometimes and I didn’t mind it because I knew he gave me his full attention and I loved it.

      Now that might have sounded uptight and kind of selfish, it was the truth plus I didn’t mean it in that sense.

      “Yes,” I said right away. “I mean if you want me to, it’s up to you.”

      “I want you to,” he nodded. “Actually, I need you to come with me,” he laughed. “M’gonna be doing these skits and I need you to be there not to mention I’m performing a new song.”

      “Which one?” I asked him curiously. I haven’t exactly heard his full album yet only because I told him I want it to be a surprise.

      He actually really wanted me to listen to it then after I told him I wanted to wait for the actual release date he kinda got onto my idea. Of course he showed me snippets here and there because he knew how curious I was all of the time but I’m also way too stubborn so I wouldn’t just ask him to show me stuff.

      “The only one you heard. Apart from Sign of the Times.”

      “Ever Since New York?” I asked again just to make sure I was thinking about the right one.

      I knew of the titles of the songs but I didn’t listen to them.

      “Yeah,” a small smile made its way onto his lips. I couldn’t help myself as I leaned forward and pressed my mouth against his in a soft peck, his right hand came in contact with my cheek as he rested it on my face while our lips were touching. “I’m very happy you are here.”

      “I’m very happy to be here.”

      “Good,” he chuckled. “I missed having you around.”

      “I bet you did,” I joked which to he raised one of his eyebrows and pouted at the same time. “I think I missed you too.”

      “What do you mean you think? Aren’t you supposed to know that?”

      “I don’t know, am I?”

      “Um, yes?”

      “Well, I don’t,” I shrugged as I kept on messing around with him and eventually got off his lap.

      My legs were still on his thighs but I was sitting on the couch, right next to him. He took advantage of this position as he leaned into me, resting his head on my shoulder and placing his hands on my legs. They were warm and big and it made the butterflies in my stomach come to live as he rested his hands on my thighs. He just had that effect on me and it was lovely really.

      “I’m just messing with you, I missed you more than you’ll ever know,” I said suddenly as I hugged his bicep tightly and pressed a few kisses on his chin as his head was still leaning on my shoulder.

      50 Reasons Masterlist

      50 Reasons to Have (Richonne) Sex MasterList: 

      #1- Because you can’t get to sleep by kaycarolina

      #3- Break-up Sex by grimesfan2501

      #5- Revenge by IsisNicole

      #6- Rebound by Nyese3529

      #8- Nothing good on TV  by richonnelandfill

      #17- You’re already at their place and don’t want to have to move your car by Yelle Hughes

      ☆ new ☆ #18- Show off new lingerie by @ricks-chonne☆ new ☆

      #23- Just Shaved Legs by Cranesinthesky

      #30- She Wants To by WontLastTwoDays

      #31- It’s Cold Outside  by blacklitchick

      #32- Cheer someone up by meanprincess

      #41- To Make a Baby by the-interno

      #42- Breaking in a new apartment  by B and M

      #45- Your condoms are about to expire by @cake-by-thepound

      #50- Love <3 by love.devil.movies.baby

      *Note: we still have prompts open to claim. Just shoot us a message!

      Happy Reading!

      -Team RJD

      Morning Runs

      You knew you were alone. 

      You didn’t even have to open your eyes to know that the certain weight of the bed was different. You didn’t feel the tightness of Harry’s arms wrapped around you as he snored in your neck, and from that you grumbled from the lack of warmth he provided. Rolling to his side of the bed, it was confirmed that he wasn’t there. This caused your head to shoot up from the soft pillows, your eyes opening slowly as you tap on the home screen of your phone that you laid on top off all night; 6:45 AM. You shook your head, the bathroom door remained closed as the lights were off, plus the coffee shop that sat at the corner next to your neighborhood didn’t open until 8 on Sundays. Your boyfriend was no where to be seen in the realms of your sleepy eyes. Sitting up, you rubbed your eyes in hopes of a clearer view, but as you looked around, the sight of Harry wasn’t there. 

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      By Your Side (Jasper Hale x Reader)

      Prompt: “I’m sorry this is kinda an odd request but could you please write something were the reader is Jasper’s human mate and she hasn’t been sleeping for several days due to nightmares that wouldn’t go away so she gave up on sleeping and one day she’s out with the whole Cullen fam and she faints and Jasper confront and comforts her about the issues?” (requested)

      Word Count: 1,488

      A/N: I’m slowly catching up to my requests, still I have a couple and more on my ask, so be patient, please! I’m still without wifi but at my mother’s house. Anyway, enjoy!

      They didn’t stop; they just came back haunting me at night, keeping me awake for countless hours and it started to be unhealthy, the 8 hours that an average human is supposed to sleep I could only get 1 or 2 If I was lucky enough, the rest it was all caffeine, nothing else could keep me through the day. There was only one exception, and it was Jasper. Whenever he was around me I could finally sleep but I couldn’t ask him to come into my house every night just to help me sleep, even if he would agree, it was too much, or it seemed too much for me.

      I sighed deeply brushing my hands against my face in frustration; I turned my head to look at my nightstand and stared at the clock.

      6:45 a.m.

      I moaned, I knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep again so I just stood up and made my way to the bathroom. Once I was ready I headed to the kitchen with my phone on my hands, luckily today it was Saturday so I wouldn’t have to deal with exhaustion and maths, also, today it was supposed to rain and that meant thunders which also meant that the Cullen were going to play baseball, and of course, Jasper invited me.

      I pour myself some coffee and sat down on the couch pulling my phone out again and going through my social media trying to get my head away from the nightmares, I knew that they appeared only when I was asleep but the past few days I started to get absolutely afraid that something will trigger me and the nightmares would appear in front of me

      My life was a complete mess.


      At 10:35 I received a text from Jasper letting me know that he was coming for me and thank God I got ready beforehand knowing how fast he gets to my house, I had enough time to put make up on, concealing my dark circles, of course, they didn’t disappear but they didn’t look that bad, it was just the normal “I don’t sleep, I’m a teenager that spends the nights online” look.

      And just as I imagined five minutes later Jasper was outside my house, with his usual charming smile that sent shivers down my spine and his mesmerizing golden eyes that I could look into all my life if I could.

      “Hey, babe, ready for the game?” he asked raising one eyebrow and smirking at me, I laughed softly. “I’m winning today, just letting you know” he got closer and hugged me tightly.

      “Stop lying to her, Jasper, please stop embarrassing yourself!” Emmett screamed from behind us making me laugh. I grabbed Jasper’s cold hand and gripped it tightly, at this he looked straight into my eyes and smiled again.

      “Let’s go” he whispered and we started to walk to the field.


      I couldn’t put into words how much I enjoyed watching the Cullen play, they just seemed so much relaxed when they were playing that made me relax as well, and the men would always end up fighting about silly things, even though Rosalie would take part on those fights too, they were extremely competitive and it was funny to watch that.

      During the game, I could feel myself getting tired, keeping my eyes open became to be a struggle and I had to readjust myself from my sitting position on the ground, and Alice, who was sitting next to me, could notice that too.

      “Are you okay, (Y/N)?” she asked softly caressing my arm with her hand and I nodded.

      “Yes, just a little tired, that’s all, Al” It wasn’t a lie, I was tired as hell and there was nothing else in my mind that the thought of me going to sleep but I easily shrugged those thoughts off when the nightmares appeared on my mind again.

      “(Y/N), come here! We need your help” Emmett’s voice interrupted us and I turned my head to look at him, he was grinning like mad and I had no idea what they wanted from me.

      “Fuck off, Emmett, you cheated, get over it” Edward pushed him playfully and but Emmett didn’t even move an inch.

      “Shut up, please, I’m talking to her” he responded looking at him but he turned quickly to look at me again almost with a pleading look in his eyes.

      I groaned but got up anyway brushing my clothes trying to clean myself a little.

      “Okay, I’m going” I answered but the second I started moving I had to stop, my head began to pound and everything around me looked blurry, dizziness took over me like a crashing wave and I was difficult to keep myself steady.

      “(Y/N), what happens?” I could barely hear Alice’s voice behind me but before I could even answer I fell to the ground and closed my eyes before drifting into darkness Jasper’s voice was the last thing that I heard.

      “(Y/N)!”


      I slowly tried to open my eyes, which was rather difficult, there was something on the back of my mind that kept telling me to go back and let sleep consume me, but I didn’t want to.

      Once I opened my eyes successfully I met those golden eyes that make my heart flutter, but this time the only thing that I could see in them was pain and concern.

      I moved my body from the bed that I suspected Jasper had placed me and sat with my back placed on the headboard, Jasper made his way from the spot that he was standing and sat down next to me, he grabbed my hand and squeezed it a little.

      “I know something is wrong and I want you to tell me what’s happening so I know how I can help you” he tilted his head smiling at me; I knew he was trying to soothe me with his powers and it was certainly working.

      I closed my eyes and sighed before opening them again and looked at him straight into his eyes.

      “It’s…it’s nothing really” I couldn’t help but to stumble through my words, I was starting to feel embarrassed about confessing to him.

      The grip on my hand tightened a little bit making me wince, it didn’t hurt a lot but he surely was strong.

      “I thought we trusted each other, love, tell me” he paused and rose an eyebrow at me “what’s wrong?”

      I knew he wasn’t doing this on purpose to hurt me, he would never even try to harm me in any way, I knew this was his way of protecting me and showing that he cared. I shifted uncomfortably and tried to reassure myself that everything was okay.

      “I’ve been having nightmares the past few days” I finally let out “they are extremely bad and I haven’t been able to sleep well so I just ditched the idea of sleeping because they always came back a-and “I sniffed and the tears were moving down from my eyes to my face almost instantly. I took a deep breath and continued “Every time I close my eyes I just see the same thing and it’s driving me crazy”

      Jasper immediately pulled me into his arms hugging me close to his strong body as I let the tears fall freely down my face, sobbing uncontrollably. I could hear Jasper’s voice through my ear whispering sweet things to me and eventually, I calmed down, thankful for Jasper’s ability to make me relax enough so I wasn’t a sobbing mess.

      He pulled away a little so he could see my face and moved a strand of hair out of the way before he pressed his lips onto mine, giving me a little peck and pressed our foreheads together.

      “You should have told me before, (Y/N),” he whispered as his caressed my face with his thumb “I would have done anything to make those nightmares go away”

      He then pulled away completely and stood up walking to the other side of the bed lying down next to me, and pulling me closer to his body, I instantly put my arms around his torso and his arms found their way to my waist; he place his chin on top of my head and I pressed my head on his chest.

      I tried to force myself to stay awake afraid that the nightmares would come back, but, I knew that having Jasper by my side they probably won’t.

      “Try to sleep a little, (Y/N), I know you are tired” he whispered and kiss the top of my head, letting his lips linger a little bit longer “I will be here, I will always be here”

      And with that I let myself drift to sleep with his body still pressed against mine, holding him as tight as I could, knowing that for once I could have a decent sleep.  

      The Moon - Spencer Reid x Reader

      Summary: The reader is dating Luke Alvez but has recently been hooking up with Spencer Reid.

      Y/N - Your Name

      Y/F/N - Your Friend’s Name

      Warnings: slight panic attack, cheating.

      Word Count: 1435

      AN: Hey guys! I know I have like three requests to do and another chapter to Camo but I managed to do this in my spare time between finals. Tomorrow is the last day, so I’ll be updating much sooner than I have been!

      You hadn’t planned for this to happen. Really, you hadn’t. You weren’t the type of girl to sneak around. Luke was such a sweet boyfriend to you and was honestly was everything you could ever want.

      Except there was a slight problem, Spencer. The two of you had been close friends since you started working at the BAU but he never seemed interested to be more. So eventually once Luke became your boyfriend, you couldn’t help but still be curious about Spencer.

      The flirting started out subtle. Accidentally brushing his leg, sending goofy barely clothed snapchats, and always adding snarky comments on to entice him.

      It was fun until the two of you ended up alone in the elevator. You had no idea that he would actually act on what you had been doing, truly you believed he was too dumbfounded to notice. Those fifteen seconds proved you to be very very wrong.

      As you stepped into the elevator you couldn’t help but feel awkward. You flashed a smile as the doors were closing just to be friendly but before you could say a word Spencer had backed you into the hand railing.

      “Wanna explain yourself Y/N? Because to me, you’re just playing with fire.” Spencer gave you a slight smirk before leaning in just close enough that you could feel his breath on your neck.

      “I don’t know what you mean?” Playing dumb wasn’t your strong suit, but fuck it.

      Spencer let out a laugh and laced his hand up your arm and onto your shoulder, just light enough to give you goosebumps,“What was that?”

      “K-kiss me Spence.” you mumbled under your breath.

      Once his lips connected with yours, that was it.

      Although it was only one kiss that day, it had started a forest fire. As much as you knew you should stop, you only wanted more.

      The nights you went out with your friends had been ending at Spencer’s place. Except it wasn’t always sex that you wanted, sometimes all you wanted was to be around him.

      Luke had made a habit of coming over before work with breakfast around sevenish, so sneaking in at six became the new normal. Except today you managed to slip up.

      You shot up in bed once Spencer’s alarm had began to go off. 6:45 a.m. Oh fuck. You usually would set your alarm a couple hours before his went off, but you had completely forgotten your phone at home last night.

      “Y/N? What’s going on?” Spencer rubbed his eyes trying to regain some strength and placed his hand on your shoulder.

      “I forgot I didn’t have my phone so I completely slept in and now Luke is going to be there without me. I’m screwed.”

      “Baby stop, stop. It’ll be okay, just say you stayed at Y/F/N’s house. He won’t know the difference.”

      You nodded thinking that could possibly work as you were putting on your clothes that were scattered on the floor.

      As you were getting ready to leave you stopped and sighed, “I’m sorry I’m so complicated Spence.”

      Spencer shook his head and walked towards you, “You are not complicated Y/N. The circumstances are just hard. I’m the moon, he’s your sun.”

      Once you pulled into the driveway you saw Luke’s truck parked in front of your garage. You were so scared this wasn’t going to work.

      As you opened the door you could feel your heart in the pit of your stomach. Luke was sitting at the kitchen table with a bag that could only be donuts when you walked in. It didn’t look like he had been there that long but you couldn’t tell.

      Once you made eye contact he budged a little in the chair, “Could we talk Y/N?”

      You nodded as you walked toward the seat across from him and sat down, “I’m sorry about last night. It was late so I just crashed at Y/F/N’s house.”

      Luke rolled his eyes at your comments and slid your phone across the table. “Wanna go ahead and read those texts from last night?“

      Spencer Reid: 1:30 a.m

      “Are you coming over?”

      Spencer Reid: 1:45 a.m

      “Babe?”

      Spencer Reid: 1:50 a.m

      “Just text me when you can so I know you’re okay..”

      You couldn’t breathe. Luke knew about you and Spencer and nothing could have prepared you for this moment. You looked up at Luke and couldn’t form the words to apologize.

      Once a few seconds passed you started to open your mouth when Luke shook his head as if whatever you had to say meant nothing, “Don’t Y/N.”

      “Luke.. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for this to happen I swear.” you choked out.

      Luke laughed and stood up from the table to grab his glass of orange juice, throwing it full speed at the wall and shattering into hundreds of pieces, “How long has it been going on?”

      You shook your head and wiped the tears that had escaped down your cheeks. This was the first time Luke had been angry at you, which consequently made you feel like 100 degrees sitting there.

      “Not gonna tell me? That’s okay. I’ll just ask your good friend Spencer.” Luke reached for your cell phone off the table.

      “Stop Luke, please. Leave him out of this.” your tears had turned into heavy sobs by this point and there was no use trying to calm down. This was a nightmare.

      You could barely hear Luke interrogating Spencer about the two of you over your crying. Without realizing your breathing had become hard and catching your breath felt nearly impossible while Luke was still going off.

      Once Luke hung up the room was silent for a few seconds until you heard a quiet “we’re done” out of Luke’s mouth and heard him walk out.

      It wasn’t five minutes that you were alone before Spencer was in your driveway.

      Luke had managed to leave your front door wide open which let Spencer walk right in. Frantically he looked around the front of the house for you, “Y/N?”

      A few seconds later Spencer stuck his head into the kitchen and saw you sitting at the table. You had put your head on your lap trying to catch your breath to calm down but were failing miserably.

      The second Spencer saw you he ran in front of you crouching down,“Hey hey hey.. baby look at me.”

      You gripped Spencer’s hand that was placed on your knee and looked up at him. Spencer quickly noticed how sweaty your palms were and diagnosed your breathing patterns.

      “You’re hyperventilating, match my breaths, okay?”

      You nodded and took a deep breath once he had. Five seconds inhaling, holding it for a couple, and slowly exhaling for seven. Spencer repeated this process with you until you felt your heart stop racing.

      After about five minutes you were able to sit up and breath normally but Spencer was still eyeballing you unsure of your state.

      As you wiped your eyes you realized your makeup from the previous night had run down your face. You must’ve looked like a clown, and let Spencer see you like this? Great.

      “I’m sorry about all of this. Especially the part where I look like Bobo the clown.”

      He shook his head at your comment not finding any humor in it, “You don’t need to apologize for anything but you do not look like a clown, you’ll always be so beautiful to me Y/N.”

      You sniffled at that, “If that’s true, why didn’t you show any interest when I did? I wouldn’t have gotten tangled up with Luke. I just wanted you.”

      “I just.. I didn’t want to mess anything up. I’m sorry I took too long realizing you were what I wanted.” Spencer looked down at your floor hoping you’d say it wasn’t too late or that you’d give him another shot.

      You sighed and nodded, “So what do we do? Or, what do you want to do? About us, I mean.”

      “I want you Y/N. I truly do. That is if you could give me a chance to be your only man. I can’t sneak around anymore.”

      You shook your head, “Luke and I are over for good Spence. You don’t have to worry about that, but about what you said earlier about being my moon? You’ll always be both my sun and moon.”

      Spencer took your hands in his and smiled, knowing this was all he’d been wanting for months. Both of your smiles radiated as he placed your lips on his.

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      So yesterday (6/15) I was at work and a customer comes up and asks if we have some breaded chicken breasts cause they weren’t in the case I go back and see we have some I bring some up front and bag the amount she wants and she leaves.

      45 minutes or so later I get a call from the store manager asking if we’re selling the chicken I reply yes and he tells me they were recalled! I was so mad cause no one told me they were recalled there was no note or notice and we still had the product!

      I take my job very seriously and try my best to make the customers happy and give 110% customer service and it deeply upsets I almost sold a customer recalled chicken

      Please fire me. One of my campers in our theater camp said she wanted less than 10 lines because she’s only 7. The part she got cast in gave her 5 lines. “THAT’S NOT ENOUGH LINES!” The tantrum lasted from 12:30 to 2:45. So the next afternoon we gave her a 2nd part with 2 more lines so now she has 7 lines. Then she had a 2nd tantrum that lasted from 1:15 until 3:15 “NOW I HAVE TOO MANY LINES!” When we offered her 6 lines by asking one of the other campers in the cast to take one of her lines, she cried and cried and cried until her dad picked her up. Her dad yelled at me for not catering to requests, even though I had no say in casting and no say in the script our director chose.

      [request] [scenario] home

      Originally posted by beautifulcarats

      ((was this… accomodating OTL i am so drained from studying ;; i luv u cheese anon))

      Title: home

      Member: seungkwan

      Genre: fluff fluff fluff // domestic au + established relationship 

      Word Count: 1007

      Seungkwan feels like he’s finally gone insane after being in the practice room for six hours straight, perfecting Soonyoung’s choreography for Highlight, which, by the way, is the most exhausting song he’s ever danced to. His feet ache, his thighs hurt, and his lungs burn.

      He swears if he hears Soonyoung call him out for not bending his knees low enough, he’s going to bend Soonyoung in half.

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