he is talking about the 'popular kids'

trans!peter parker

hello i have seen homecoming three times now and i’m obsessed and in love with everything about the movie and the trans!peter headcanon

The first thing i heard about trans!peter was a post talking about how being bullied for being a nerd in school really isnt a common thing anymore, at least in america, and, if anything, in my experience, it tends to be the smartest kids that are actually the most popular. And the post raised the question: So what if peter is actually bullied because he’s trans? And that makes so much sense. And being a trans boy in high school myself and absolutely on board with the headcanon i thought i’d join in and add some things. Some of these other people may have talked about also.

  • “I am not a GIRL. IM A BOY. I mEAN IM A MAN.” peter gets very upset when donald glover’s character calls him a girl. his voice breaks and he gets visibly flustered.
  • Flash calls him “Penis Parker”. speaking from experience, high school bullies are not very creative with nicknames and will always go straight for the deepest insecurity they know. I personally think this is a dig at peter being trans.
  • Peter has proportionally quite small hands and feet. 
  • He enjoys playing with things like Legos and Star Wars action figures. possibly because he didn’t get to when he was little.
  • He has quite a high pitched voice which he has difficulty controlling the depth of.
  • May’s comment about his body changing and him not feeling like he can fit in at a classmate’s party makes much more sense if you think of peter as trans.
  • Ned asks Peter if the spider venom gave him the ability to lay eggs, which is a bizarre question to begin with, but even stranger if being asked of an amab person. but this likely doesn’t have any substance as it was obviously just meant to be a funny moment, which it was, i laughed out loud all three times i heard it.
  • Peter doesn’t have much in the way of sideburns.
  • He’s pretty short.
  • I personally never saw a spidey bulge. now it’s possible it was toned down or edited out but it was definitely visible on the last two versions of spiderman and i don’t know why this one would be any more edited than them.
  • He doesn’t know how to tie a tie. Now this seems unimportant at first, but i actually think it could mean a lot, so hear me out. Considering how many clubs and extra curriculars he’s in (robotics, marching band, decathlon, etc.) he should have been to many recitals, concerts, competitions, etc that would require him to wear a tie throughout his intermediate and high school years. It’s weird that neither him nor may would know how to tie one. unless- he’s never done it before because he’d always worn the traditionally feminine uniform or formal wear. 
  • Now, there’s those two shirtless scenes that some people have been using to discredit the headcanon where he’s clearly muscular and flat chested with no visible scars. Well, my doubtful friends, there’s the possibility of a keyhole surgery which leaves minimal scarring. Also, the spider venom increases muscle growth and metabolism, and also gives peter a mild healing factor. This could have caused any scars he had to heal and fade completely. 

now obviously i realize not all of this inherently means he’s trans. cis guys can be short or have small hands and feet or high pitched voices or rounder hairlines, especially when they’re only 15 years old and everyone is growing at a different rate. These things just flesh out the headcanon a bit more. 

tl;dr: Peter Parker is an endlessly adorable trans boy and the hero we all need.

Midnight Talks Pt. Two || Peter Parker Imagine

Originally posted by optimus-grimes

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Word Count: 938 Words

Pairing: Peter Parker x reader

A/N: I tried my best (that’s a lie, i didn’t even grammar check it), I hope you all enjoy

Part One

“So Y/N, how was your, um, your night last night?” Peter asked as he started eating his lunch. All day, all you could think about was last night. Spider-Man randomly showed up in your room. In what world does that actually happen to someone? You looked down at your lunch, trying to figure out what to tell him, Ned and Michelle who suddenly got interested in the conversation due to lack of an answer.

“It was uh, good actually, watched a funny movie. Why do you ask?” You question back at him. You didn’t tell him about the whole Spider-Man thing because you didn’t know if the man in the mask wanted you to tell people. Peter looked down at his lunch tray. “Just curious, that’s all. What about you guys,” he looked between Ned and Michelle, “how were your nights?” He asked. Peter didn’t want to seem suspicious if he only asked you. He knew what you actually did last night, you were with him. Well, his alter ego. Did you not trust him enough to tell him about it?

As Ned began to explain his action packed night of binge watching old movies, you began to play with your food, lost in thought about the city’s hero, Spider-Man. He was funny, and kind of cool. Not everyone gets to talk to him which made the entire situation even better than it already was.  

Peter looked over and saw you playing with your food. He turned to see if Ned was still talking to him but he was now talking to Michelle. “Hey,” Peter said as he turned to you, “you okay? You seem a bit out of it.” He sounded worried about you. You nodded your head yes, “Yeah, yeah I’m fine. I just didn’t get much sleep last night.”

“Did you stay up all night watching movies?” He asked with a small smile, knowing exactly what you did. “How’d you know?” You said sarcastically, knowing that you told him earlier. “Lucky guess.” He said with a shrug, playing along with the whole thing. The two of you quietly laughed at the situation.  

What the two of you didn’t hear was Michelle and Ned talking about you. “You think  they’re ever going to date?” Ned whispered to Michelle. “Oh definitely.” She said before getting back to reading her book.

It was late at night, again. But this time, you were busy doing your homework. You only had a few more problems you needed to do. You sighed, getting anxious for the sleep you so desperately needed. You went to open your window, wanting to hear the sounds of the city. You went back to your homework area and glanced at the time on your phone to see that it was 11:50. Jesus, these high school teachers are draining the life out of you. Forgetting about your homework, you stayed on your phone for a few minutes. All of a sudden, a wind washed over you. You look up and see Spider-Man.

He came here on purpose this time, he wanted to see you. At least that’s what you understood. “How is is it that Spider-Man has been in my room, not just once, but twice now?” You asked with a humorous sound lacing your voice. You saw him shrug his shoulders as he went to sit on your bed. “I guess I just like talking to you.” He said as he jumped up onto your bed, and crossing his legs Indian style. Spider-Man patted a seat next to him, indicating you to go and sit with him.

You got on the bed and crossed your legs the way that he had done. “What do you want to talk about?” You asked as you started playing with your hands out of nervousness.  

“I don’t know….tell me about your life. Your crush your favorite things, your friends, really anything.” Spider-Man said. You cleared your throat before speaking again. “My friends are the most awesome people on the planet. They are always nice and understanding.  I would be lost without them, really.” You said looking up at him.

“Are you popular?” He asked curiously. You shook your head immediately. “No, I hang out with the same three people everyday. If anything, I am one of the most unpopular kids at my school.”

“How could you be unpopular?” He asked with a surprised tone, “You’re  the most gorgeous girl I have ever seen.” You blushed at the statement. Another plus, he is super sweet. “T-Thanks.”

“So, do you have a crush on anyone?” He questioned with a voice that made him sound like a dramatic 5th grader. This made you smile. “He, he is just something else you know what I mean? He’s different then any other guy that I have ever met. He is just such a good person with a big heart and he is crazy smart. He uh, just got an internship at Stark Industries. What teenager gets that opportunity?” You told Spider-Man all this, venting to a man you don’t even know.

“Sounds like he’s a pretty cool guy. What’s his name? Maybe I can help you with your relationship.” He said the last part mockingly. Peter knew exactly what he was doing. He wanted you to admit your feelings for him even if you weren’t telling the real Peter. He just wanted to hear you say those words.

You smiled widely thinking of the boy who had you wrapped around his finger. “His name is-”


“Peter! What’s up?” You said as you ran to catch up with him. He turned and smiled at you, “Hey Y/N.”

Part Three

anonymous asked:

what do u think would happen if jeremy walked into the bathroom while michael was crying (like during the party)

OK SO i asked em ( aka @gayradwhitedad ) to help me with this ask and they came up with some really good headcanons ( like wtf they’re the best ) and i drew some of them so!!! the drawings are here and the headcanons are under the cut ( PLEASE READ THE WHOLE THING, IT’S SO GOOD )

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BTS Seven Princes au

In every Kingdom, there is a King, a Queen and most of the time, a Prince. In this Kingdom, there were 7 Princes. Their personalities spanned over the spectrum. Nevertheless, each of them were adored by the people.

The Musician

Eldest Prince. He taught himself to play every instrument and loves to compose his own melodies. Loves to sit by the lake in the castle’s garden and play whatever instrument that caught his attention first. Jin is someone who is easy-going, gentle and caring. The castle maids love to wake up to his new melodies. Wishes to live his days playing music rather than be King.

The Crown Prince

2nd prince. Jin has given up his seat as Crown Prince to Yoongi. He knows everything about ruling a kingdom and has the desire to be King. Since Yoongi was young, he loves to sneak into the room where his father and his people would discuss politics of the kingdom. Though he has a hard exterior and may seem unapproachable, he cares a lot for his brothers and would do anything for them.

The Philosopher

3rd Prince. He loves poetry and historical stories. His free time is always spent buried in the books of the castle’s library. Namjoon loves to sneak out of the castle to talk a walk either in the forest, the countryside or the village markets. He takes inspiration from what he sees and pens it down for his poems. Namjoon would always get asked questions because to the others, he is the most knowledgeable.

The Social Butterfly 

6th Prince. Since he was young, he has been a charming kid. He grew up to be one of the most popular Princes in the Kingdom. Girls fall for him every time he takes a stroll in the village markets. He is always hosting masquerade balls in the castle. At the same time, he is very particular about the clothes he wears and always overlooks the tailor’s work.

The Astronomer

4th Prince, same age as Namjoon. The son of the King’s second wife. He is always engrossed in the stars and the planets. Is always up at night, studying and mapping the constellations. The King had to hire a professional Astronomer to answer all of Hoseok’s questions. During the days, he’s the sunshine in the castle, always daring his brothers into challenges.

The Artist

5th Prince, same age as Taehyung. The son of the King’s second wife. Jimin loves every form of art and has a passion when it comes to painting and drawing. He loves to accompany his brothers wherever they go to draw a candid portrait of them. Jimin is considered the angel amongst the brothers and can sometimes be a pushover. They always remind him to have confidence in his artwork.

The Rebel

7th Prince. The youngest son of the King’s second wife. Being the youngest, he often gets restless when studying around his older brothers and is more interested in the physical aspects of men. He loves to challenge the castle’s knights to a duel in sword fighting and would get in trouble outside the castle walls for taking part in bar fights.


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Death Note Live Watch Reaction

-*Special Note: HOLY SHIT, this movie is bad

-We are in Seattle. Okay. Sure, why not?

- Anyone else notice how Light is like doing middle school homework in high school? No really, I was doing logarithms in my sophomore year. Sure, I was in honors classes, but come on?

- Light Yagami had a super sense towards the law. He would not be doing other kid’s homework for money. Sorry, but you already screwed up this character with the opening fucking scene.

-Like I am trying. I really am.

-Why does this movie have this 70s high school feel…in 2017? No really, who the fuck cares about cheerleaders and jocks anymore in school? The cool kids now are the fucking prepsters who get good grades and shit or the mopey losers on instagram.

–Oh please tell me that this hot topic heffa is not supposed to be Misa?

-Misa Amane was gothic. Not emo. Fuck….

- Also Misa was a fucking super model. She is not some ordinary white girl. She is headturningly beautiful. I am not taking away from the actress because she is attractive in that ordinary white girl across the street type of way, but no.

-Oh god, I hate the music. This is what DmC did to Devil May Cry. This is so bad. Like Death Note had ominous chanting to death metal. Not soem 80s syth pop.

- The music does not match!

-No one sees a book falling from the sky in the open? Okay.

- I get that everyone else heads inside, but why would football players? I mean it is just rain and as far I’ve seen, Football players play in the rain, snow, sleet, or hail. Even high school. Then again, I went to a school with a highly competive football team so yeah.

-The bully? I don’t know if this movie knows what schools are like now and days. Bullies are few and far in between in that make. People resort to passive aggressiveness now or cyberbullying.

- Flash Thompson in Spider-man: Homecoming is today’s type of bully. Whoever this Biff looking motherfucker is a thing of the past.

- Misa(if that is even her name) has some stupid lines. Like you are such a stupid fuck? Really? stupid fuck? Alright.

-HEY DON’t TOUCH HER! Fuck, Light, why are you screaming? They just pushed the girl. They didn’t fucking impale her or beat her up. The fuck?

-Also Light Yagami, is a misogynist who thinks women are useless and get in his way. He would step in the way to save Misa from a bully, yes, but he would not be super abrasive about it or psycho.

-They really do not get Light Yagami at all. He is not a bullied character. If Light were the one stepping up to Biff from Back to the Future, Light would immediately threaten to go to the authority(in this case adults) or talk the guy down while being impossibly smug. He would not taunt the guy out loud. And the guy would not be in Light’s face taunting him because Light is, wait for it….one of the popular kids. Yes. Light is that asshole prep kid who has the future lined up for him. He is brilliant, and smart, and pretty, and all those things women love him for and why men want to be him. They fucked this movie up from the get go.

-Threatening child abuse? Really Light? Okay

-I am trying. I really am.

- White Yagami: I was beat up and you are worried that I threatened the academic integrity of school. You should pay attention to people who make life worse for everybody, principal, and not the guy is cheats for people.

- Thank you, principal for not buying into his bullshit.

- Boo-hoo, I was not rewarded for being a male savior.

-I stopped trying btw.

- The dialogue is soooo bad. “Hey I was awake…I was a tree or something?” What? Even? Ugh?

- Well White Yagami is the type of white boy who investigates the danger in horror movies. 

-Okay, that scream will great. LMAO

-This home boy literally shrieked!

- He is really losing his shit. OMG.

- Ryuk is fucking wasteful. That is a whole lot of apple that is not eaten. 

- White Yagami is so fucking crass. Everybody is dropping f-bombs like it is the biggest word they know.

-Ryuk sounds like Ryuk.

- Ryuk is tempting White Yagami to write in the Death Note? Oh God!

- Did these assholes even see Death Note? I really have to ask because ugh!

- This is the first 10 minutes, and I can’t even. 

- Look, what made Light so special is that when Ryuk dropped the Death Note, he wanted to see what would happen. He thought someone who picked up the Death Note would just write someone’s name out of curiosity or even do some revenge kills because that is what people do. So when he tracks down Light and sees that he, after testing the Death Note out, filled out entire pages, he was shocked. Light did not need any push to start killing. He already had it in him.

- Like Ryuk is actually encouraging him? Are they exonerating Light in this movie?

-Like no?

- When did Death Note become fucking final destination?

-…You know what? Fuck this movie.I am not going to subject myself to this shit. I love myself too much to watch this and that is saying something because I have severe clinical depression.

-ten minutes in and I am done.

delightfullyinnerrunaway  asked:

Can I request headcanons for the Sincerely Three's reactions to their kid's first day of school?

BINCH YES.

CONNOR:
• okay I know it’s cliche but let’s be real, Connor has a little girl that he is super over protective about
• like just the thought of someone being mean to her gets him sO mAd
• and when you make jokes about her dating when she gets to high school makes him legit angry
• he just loves his baby girl so much
• aNyWaYs
• she is probably wearing something really cute like a pair of overalls and pink shoes
• and she definitely got her hair from Connor like brown little curls so you put them up in pigtails
• both you and Connor drop her off but Connor insists on walking her inside
• she hold two of his long fingers in her tiny lil baby hands while she skips down the school side walk
• every one is hella confused watching bc Connor is wearing a black outfit and is walking w a kid who has pink shoes and pigtails
• before enrolling his daughter into kindergarten, he scoped out all the best schools
• like he read all of the reviews
• he just wants the best for his baby
• when he walks her in, he talks to the teacher and makes sure that your daughter is safe
• He WaItS aLL dAy On YoUr FrOnT sTeP fOr HeR tO gEt OfF tHe BuS sO hE cAn MeEt HeR AW

JARED:
• i feel like you guys would have twins or something like one girl and one boy??
• for this sake let’s just name them Benjamin and Jane
• so you would be taking care of the kids and getting them ready while Jared makes breakfast
• he’s downstairs wearing a “kiss me, I’m Jewish” apron and flipping bacon and pancakes
• you guys aren’t nervous at all
• in fact you are hella excited for your kiddos
• jared bought them matching PacMan lunch boxes and Mario backpacks
• your kids are definitely dressed in style and the teachers at the elementary school talk about it all the time (they love you guys!!)
• you would have to go to work or something so jared would be walking them to school
• he would put Jane on his shoulders and hold Benjamin’s little hand
• they would sing songs the whole way there
• then at dinner time, Jared would be home cooking dinner and would be listening to their first day
• when you come home from work he’s helping them w homework
• then when you go to bed he would be babbling on about how ridiculous homework is for the first day of kindergarten

EVAN:
• you guys would have a little boy and he would look just like Evan
• Evan would probs be shitting himself because he was never the most popular in school
• and he’s always had a bad experience
• you, on the other hand, had a pretty big group of friends at school. So you weren’t worried.
• your son was very talkative and was not shy at all
• hE hAs a LiTtLe LiSp bEcAuSe EvAn HaD oNe As a KiD tOo OkAy dOnT fIgHt Me On ThIs
• Evan would get your son ready for school, gelling his hair and they would pretend to shave because !!! Father bonding time is so important to Evan !!!!!
• anyways
• Evan would walk your son to the bus stop
• he would tell him all the dangers about taking candy from strangers, etc
• then he would go to work and be NERVOUS ALL DAY BECAUSE WHAT IF SOMEONE WAS MEAN?? WHAT IF YOUR SON WAS GETTING BULLIED?? WHAT IF-
• your son would come home and have tons of stories about all the friends he made
• like he was so sociable and that next weekend he already had a play date planned
• your son made Evan and you so proud

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destiel, PG-13, 3.7k

This fic was inspired by the following prompt I received from @imsounoplogetic:
So I recently came across this video. And me being the trash that I am, I immediately though of destiel. I was wondering if you could write something base off of this video where Dean is popular kid who Cas thinks is a jerk. Cas is a theatre boy and Cas comes by the rehearsal room and hears Dean singing and is completely shocked?

Thanks to @captainhaterade for their beta work!

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Summary: Dean’s the popular kid, and Castiel’s the drama kid who holds a grudge against him due to an incident on his first day of school. They’ve stayed out of each other’s way ever since, until one night Castiel stumbles upon something completely unexpected in the drama room… 


“Cas? Did you actually hear a word I just said or are you too busy checking out Winchester’s ass?”

Ash’s typical laid-back drawl cut through Castiel thoughts, and he turned to the long-haired boy with a scowl.

“I was not looking at Dean’s ass,” he said, though it sounded more petulant than aggressive.

“Sure you weren’t.” Ash’s raised eyebrows were a pretty good clue that he didn’t believe Castiel at all. “So what did I say, then?” he challenged.

“You were talking about…” Castiel frantically cast his mind back to the last two minutes. Okay, so he had perhaps been looking at Dean. But certainly not at his ass. Not that there was much to look at (or so Castiel had convinced himself). His face, now there was a work of art. Especially those freckles that dusted his nose and cheeks and –

Castiel forcefully cut off that train of thought. Freckles or no freckles, Dean Winchester was a jerk. One of the popular, “cool” kids who looked down on Castiel and his nerdy, geeky friends. He was good at sports, got above average grades (to Castiel’s annoyance) and had a line around the block of boys and girls wanting to date him. Naturally, he only dated the prettiest people, and his circle of friends were similarly aesthetically blessed.

Of course, those things alone would not merit the descriptor “jerk”. Dean’s attitude towards Castiel, however, did. Castiel had transferred to Lawrence High at the start of his senior year, and he’d met Dean on his second day of school, in front of the classroom where Mr. Thompson’s English class was about to start. Dean had been chatting to one of his friends (Castiel would later find out that her name was Bella) and was blocking the doorway.

“Excuse me,” Castiel had said politely, meeting Dean’s ridiculously green eyes. Dean had given him a once-over, making Castiel feel like he was on display in a zoo, before grabbing Bella by the arm and pulling her towards him so Castiel could pass by.

“Sorry, dude,” Dean had said, frowning and looking troubled. Castiel had stepped into the classroom without another word, but he could hear Bella giggling and whispering something to Dean, to which Dean had responded with a derisive snort and a “he’s all yours – not interested.”

Castiel had felt humiliated, and ever since he’d avoided Dean like the plague, scowling at him whenever their eyes met, which usually had the effect of Dean looking down with a tight, unhappy expression. Dean was a shallow jerk, plain and simple, and Castiel wanted nothing to do with him.

The only good thing about him was that he was a member of the school’s LGBT+ Alliance, which was headed by Charlie Bradbury who was also their only mutual friend. But Castiel had always taken care to stay away from Dean during those meetings, and had sometimes avoided them altogether if he knew Dean would be coming. It exasperated Charlie to no end, as she was convinced they’d be great friends if they would only talk to each other and give it a chance.

But she was wrong – they were too different. Getting closer to Dean would only lead to disappointment. It wasn’t worth trying.

“About what, Cas?”

Oh, right, his conversation with Ash. Damn, Castiel really needed to sleep more – he was having a hell of time concentrating lately.

“About who we could cast to replace Bradley as Mal,” Castiel said confidently. He hadn’t been that zoned out, thankfully, and remembered just enough to answer Ash’s question about The Addams Family musical performance the drama club was holding at the end of the year.

Ash regarded him suspiciously for a moment, but then shrugged and let it go. “Yep, so me and Jo were thinkin’ maybe Garth could do it?”

Castiel considered it. “Maybe. But I’m not sure his singing voice is strong enough to carry Mal’s solo songs. Besides, didn’t he say he’d rather work behind the scenes? Last I heard he was helping with lighting and sound. Don’t we have any other candidates?”

“Not really – everyone else either already has a part or is helping out backstage. Yeah, Garth was assisting Kelly but she can probably do it on her own. I don’t see how we got much of a choice. We ain’t got much time left.”

True enough, they couldn’t afford to wait much longer to decide on a replacement for Mal’s part. Why did Bradley’s family have to take him skiing, anyway? Such a dangerous, expensive and completely pointless sport.

Castiel wondered if Dean skied.

Standing up with his now empty lunch tray, Castiel nodded at Ash. “I see your point. I’ll go mention it to Jody and Donna, then. See what they think.”

Ash waved his hand in a lazy salute. “Thanks man, ‘ppreciate it. Oh, and Cas?”

Castiel turned back around.

“You really should give Dean another chance. I know you guys got off on the wrong foot, and I don’t blame you for that, but he really ain’t all that bad once you get to know him.”

“And since when do you hang out with Dean Winchester?” Castiel asked, feeling betrayed. He’d had no idea Ash was even on speaking terms with Dean.

“Since he gave me a ride home in that beautiful car of his ‘bout a month ago when I was stranded here after my sis bailed on me. We got to talking after.” Ash waggled his eyebrows at Castiel. “He really isn’t just a pretty face, y’know. And don’t pretend you don’t think he’s pretty. You’re a terrible liar.”

“So what? The guy’s an arrogant jerk - his looks mean nothing to me. He basically gave me the Darcy treatment on my second day of school, Ash. Before he even knew me! As if I was even interested in him!”

“Yeah and we all know how that story ends, don’t we?” Ash was grinning now. “Look, I ain’t gonna deny that was a dick move, but from what I’ve learned about the guy, he tends to put his foot in it when he’s flustered.” He looked at Castiel pointedly. “Maybe something about you just throws him off his game?”

Castiel had had about enough of this conversation. The memory of their first meeting always left him feeling hollow and in a foul mood, and he needed to keep his spirits up to survive ethics class with Mr. Adler later this afternoon.

“Whatever it is, I’m not interested in finding out. I doubt I’m missing out on much. I’ll see you at rehearsal, Ash.” He walked away before Ash could say anything else.

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Turns out I have a shit ton of headcanons about Noah Czerny pre-death and since I’m avoiding responsibility right now I’m going to type a bunch of them out:

  • Noah was part of a badass group of skater kids who all owned fancy bright colored cars but preferred to skateboard to school.
  • Him and his five friends lived in a huge house seven minutes (ten by skateboard) away from Aglionby. There was a bowl pool outback that stayed empty throughout the entire summer and a terribly built halfpipe that you had to be careful not to skate over the missing board. 
  • Pretty much all of them were the epitome of emo kids. Noah had the bleached blond hair that the Gangsey later wouldn’t understand wasn’t his natural color. The rest of his friends either had stark black long hair or spiky blond hair too- during the summer months, they would all dye their hair the bright crazy colors that didn’t meet Aglionby’s dress code requirements. 
  • If you wanted weed, they were the resident go-to dealers. And with every weed purchase, one (1) free cd featuring their garage band’s music was included. Noah played drums. The band was called “Prep School Scandal” or something equally as corny and they constantly sang about hating their school/town even though they were a bunch of privileged kids. 
  • They were constantly getting in trouble for skating the railings out front of Aglionby and had racked up enough detentions between them to cover an entire wall in their house with the slips. If it wasn’t for their parents’ money, they would have been kicked out a long time ago.

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Stood up - Dom!Luke

Requested: No

Word Count: 1,900+

Warning: Smutty smut

Summary: You get stood up and end up going on a date with someone else.

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  You looked down at the cream colored table cloth in embarrassment, as the snobby waiter looked down on you, “If your date doesn’t arrive soon, I’m going to have to ask you to leave.“

Your cheeks blazed in shame, "I’m sorry, I’ll just go.” Slowly you rose from the small table, knocking down a small vase that held a dainty tulip, catching the attention of the many others eating dinner at the elegant restaurant.  

Shit. As you tried to prop the vase and flower up again you heard a powerful laugh sound from behind, quickly you spun around to look at the owner of the melodic voice. With a glint in his icy blue eyes, the man extended his hand out to you.

“Hello, I’m Luke, and I believe I was who you were waiting for.”

Glancing at his awaiting palm you looked down at the ground, rejecting his gesture of kindness.

“I’m sorry but I think you are mistaken, the man I supposed to be meeting is named Clarke, although it doesn’t seem as if he will be making an appearance tonight.” Your response bitter and clipped.

Your words didn’t seem to faze the tall man, as he sat down across from you, gesturing for you to join him at the table.

Hesitantly you sat back down, eyeing him cautiously.

Raising his hand, Luke flagged over the waiter, “Can we have two menus, and your finest bottle of red wine.” The snobby waiter from before scoffing as he heard the request, “I doubt you can afford that, maybe the Denny’s down the street would suit you better.”

As you sat appalled by the waiters bad attitude, Luke stood up, towering over the short waiter, “Maybe we should. I thought I saw a rat when I walked in, but then again it may have just been you.”

Damn

Luke reached a hand out towards you, ignoring the waiters red face and attempts to fire back a retort. Accepting his hand you walked past the observant diners, lifting your head to see the women staring at the man beside you in awe.

Walking out of the five star restaurant with your heads held high, you let out a giggle, “That was quite the experience, Luke. I hope we don’t get turned away at the Denny’s, I’m quite hungry.”

Luke awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, watching his muscles flex through his black tee shirt. You had to admit he didn’t look like he necessarily belonged in a restaurant like that, but that certainly didn’t excuse the waiter for his behavior.

He was dawned in all black, black tee shirt, black skinny jeans, and black heeled boots that only added to his tall stature. Despite the casual look, he looked nicer than half the business men that chose to eat there.

“That’s never happened to me before, but did it work?” he asked with a smirk on his face.

Puzzled you asked, “Did what work?”

Luke’s smirk grew bigger, revealing his dimples. His voice dropping an octave, “Did I impress you.”

Heat rose to your cheeks, letting out a scoff that sounded more like you were choking, “As if. Maybe I’d be impressed if we actually received the wine, but alas, we are walking towards a Denny’s instead.”

In reality you didn’t mind going to a Denny’s instead, the expensive restaurant didn’t even offer bread.

“I guess I’ll have to find a way to remedy that.” Your head snapped up to look at him, the smirk never leaving his face as he winked at you. Damn him.

You walked hand in hand down the street, a comfortable silence settling over you. The night sky was black and void of any stars, looking up into the abyss you felt at ease and confident, thinking of all the times you sought comfort in the dark.

As you approached your destination you saw the recognizable, yellow and red of the Denny’s. Luke walked in front and opened the door for you, his hand never leaving yours.

After being seated by a noticeably happier waiter than the last, you sat down across from each other, smiling softly at Luke as you sunk into the vinyl booth, taking in the smell of late night pancakes and steak.

“So, Luke, what do you do for a living?” queue the awkward yet necessary first date questions – that is if this could be considered a date.  

Looking up from his menu he smiled, “I’m in a band, a rather popular one at that.”

Before you could respond your waiter returned asking for your orders. You ordered a chocolate milk shake, and chicken tenders. Luke ordered a tall stack of pancakes.

“Aren’t chicken tenders for kids?” You wrinkled your nose at his remark, you could eat whatever you want, despite whether it was typically for children or not.

“Well, I think chicken tenders are for everyone, I mean they taste amazing, and who are you to judge? You just ordered pancakes for dinner.”

“Touche.”  

***

The conversation flowed naturally between the two of you. You talked about his band, it was clear he enjoyed his job as he talked animatedly, the smile never leaving his lips.

“And then Calum came in the room with his phone, and get this, I wasn’t wearing pants.” You laughed in unison at Luke’s stories, sipping your milk shake occasionally.

“It seems like most of your stories end without pants, as if this a common occurrence for you.” Your eyes twinkled as you teased the man in front of you, despite how the night began you got along well and enjoyed his company.

“Well who knows, the night may end without pants again.” He stared intensely into you eyes, looking for any signs of rejection, finding none he causally raised his hand.

“Waiter, can we get the bill.”

**

The taxi ride back to his house was clouded with lust, you could fell his eyes on you but despite the nagging feeling to return his glaces, you held back, simply staring out the taxi window, watching the houses pass by.

You felt Luke move closer to you, one arm going over your shoulders hugging you closer to him, the other resting on your thigh, his cold finger tips making you jump in your seat.

The thought of what his hands could do made heat rush to your core.

Leaning his head down he gently tugged on your ear lobe, “I haven’t even done anything yet and I can tell you’re already so wet for me, princess.”

Before you could even attempt to respond, Luke withdrew his hand from your thigh as the taxi approached his home, extending his hand to you for the third time that night.

Accepting, he pulled you out of the car, paying the fare, and leading you inside.

Luke’s house was dark, the only light coming from the moon that shone bright outside the windows. He led you around the apparent maze that was his house, eventually finding the right door and opening it.

Your jaw fell to the floor as you walked into his room, moonlight reflecting off the walls and creating a natural glow. It was magical. You practically tripped over yourself in an attempt to reach the large windows that took up the entirety of the front wall.

All thoughts of Luke were replaced with the moon until you felt his hands rest on your hips as he peppered kisses along your neck, his scruffy beard scratching you lightly.

Your hands moved to remove the straps of your dress, moving your hair to the side while Luke slowly undid the zipper, the dress dropping to the floor. Revealing dark blue lace.

Your back remained turned to him, head tilted up to allow him more access to your neck. You felt him suck harshly, a breathy moan escaping your lips.

Luke slowly unclasped your lacy bra, spinning you around to face him. His smirk has returned to his face, his eyes hooded with lust and passion.

“Oh for fucks sake, look at my princess now.”

His words gave you a burst of confidence, placing your index finger on his chest you pushed him back towards his bed, the backs of his legs hitting the plush mattress.

Pushing him down you straddled him, connecting your lips together. His hands roamed your body greedily, gripping and kneading at your barely clothed ass.

Luke flipped you over, his eyes shamelessly devoured you as he took in your appearance, his pants tightening even more at the sight you. Kissing you again he starting trailing his kisses down, getting sloppier as he went.

Leaving one last kiss before your navel he looked up at you with cloudy eyes, before slowly dragged your underwear down with his teeth. Your breath hitched in your throat at the action, getting wetter by the second.

He teasingly stroked between your folds, spreading your wetness around with the pad of his finger, before slipping it into you, pumping in and out as he watched you writhe under his touch.  

Slowly Luke’s lowered his lips to your core, sucking lightly as he replaced his fingers with his tongue, rubbing your clit harshly.

You tangled your fingers in Luke’s long golden locks, gripping tightly at the roots, eliciting a deep grunt from him, the vibrations reaching your clit, your stomach tightening at the feeling.

Luke worked skillfully, his touches feather light and erotic. He looked up at you again, maintaining eye contact with you.

"Come for me, princess.”

With wide eyes and a shaky moan you let your orgasm wash over you, pleasure reaching the deepest depths inside you.

Recovering from  your orgasm you looked over to see Luke palming himself through his tight jeans, drawing him closer by his belt loop you started to strip him of his shirt, your fingertips dancing along his skin.

Winking up at him your hands trailed down to remove his jeans - which proved to be quite the feat - his member straining against the confining fabric. Pushing you back lightly, Luke started to pump himself, his tip flushed and leaking precum.

“You ready to ride me, princess?” With a timid nod, you helped Luke back onto the bed his head resting lightly on his pillow, still pumping himself slowly. He reached over with his other hand to the nightstand, pulling out a silver wrapper.

Putting on the condom with ease Luke, motioning you to join him. His hands met your hips, lifting you up so you were hovering over his stiff member. Giving him a nod, his hands moved you down onto him.

Moans filled the room as his length stretched you out. Giving you a moment to adjust, Luke started to guide your hips, his nails digging into your soft skin. Your movements grew faster and more fluid as you progressed. Luke’s eyes never leaving your body. You lifted your body from his and dropped down on his member, repeating the action when you felt his tip brush over your g spot, moaning loudly.

His hand went to rub your clit as his he bit his lip in concentration and pleasure. You moaned even louder than before, “Fuck, Luke, I’m gonna come.” You knew he was close too, feeling him start to twitch inside you as you dropped down again.

With a swift motion he pulled you down to his lips, kissing you again before growling, “Be a good girl and come with me princess.”

Moaning again at his words you heard him start to count down lowly, three, two, one, come.

You felt him release inside the condom as you shook around him, your second orgasm leaving you light headed and numb.

With a soft giggle you spoke, “I guess the night did end without pants, well done Hemmings, you’ve impressed me.

bmc characters as things my dad has done
  • michael: walked into a bathroom empty handed and came out an hour and a half later in a onesie
  • rich: screamed "RUDE" when a bonfire burned him and tried to kick it
  • jake: came home with a box full of fake lizards and told me their names, all of which were wicked characters
  • jenna: comes home everyday and lays on my bed and talks shit about his co-workers
  • brooke: was once found in only gym shorts behind the chicken coop eating frozen yogurt (this was before I was born)
  • jeremy: flipped off someone who offered to tell him what was "cool" and "uncool"
  • chloe: was once the most popular kid at school then ruined it by getting a mullet and dying his hair white-blonde
  • christine: recited every song of hamilton just so he could sing it on my birthday, when we went to see it in chicago
  • squip: made co-worker cry by telling him eminem was dead
  • mr. heere: forgot to put his pants on when he left for work
  • mr. reyes: ate five hot pockets in a day so that no one else could take them

I was just thinking about what Teenlock would really be like, and you just know John wouldn’t be the most popular guy in school.

Chances are John and Sherlock would be those two kids who are practically joined at the hip, and hardly hang out with anyone other than each other (they would have some other peripheral friends). They’d sit together in class and at lunch, giggling about things only they’d find funny, and talking about some pretty oddball stuff. 

Everyone thinks John’s nice enough, but he and Sherlock are just kinda strange, but at least they have each other. And no one is surprised when a class reunion rolls around, and it turned out they got married and are solving crimes for Scotland Yard.

anonymous asked:

YouTuber!Javid where Jack has one of those art channels or David has like a science channel or something..? Xxxxxxxxxx

I support this.

  • Jack starts off doing speedpaints where he never shows his face but after about a year he does a video of himself thanking his 300 subscribers and from there his channel takes off because he’s a natural on camera. He ends up with a couple of million subscribers after a while
  • Davey has about 50,000 subscribers. He makes a bunch of nerdy educational videos but they’re super interesting and lots of teachers show them in their classes because their students love him
  • His most popular miniseries is ‘This person is important because’ where he picks a lesser known person from history and talks about why the world is a better place because of them
  • Davey has the biggest crush on Jack and used to watch his videos before he made his own channel. His subscribers dig up some old comments on Jack’s videos that are cringingly enthusiastic and Davey wants to die when he sees the screenshots on tumblr
  • The people who watch both channels start zealously shipping them and eventually Jack catches wind of it. He’s never heard of this Davey kid but he looks him up and woah he’s cute
  • Jack sees that Davey follows him on twitter and follows back. He sends him a message saying hi and they start talking
  • They’re just friends over the internet but about one year after they start talking they meet at VidCon and Davey is terrified and nervous and blushing but Jack is such a people person that he’s able to calm him down a lot and get him to relax
  • Jack asks him to dance at one of the parties that Davey isn’t sure how he managed to get himself into because he’s surrounded by people with a hundred times more subscribers than he has
  • They kiss for the first time at the party and Jack ends up inviting Davey to his hotel room for some peace and quiet. They talk a lot and kiss a lot and Davey falls asleep in Jack’s bed for the first of many times
  • There were so many cameras at the party that they end up in the background of at least three vlogs but the lighting is awful and the video quality is mercifully grainy so they get away with keeping quiet and pretending it’s not them because they don’t want their budding relationship to be public
  • Fast forward a year and they’re living together and Davey has gained way more subscribers. He knows they’re all there because he’s publicly dating Jack now but as long as they learn something educational, he doesn’t care
  • Jack has a side channel where he vlogs a lot and Davey is always begrudgingly in the videos, usually working or trying to sleep whilst Jack distracts him. They’re almost nauseatingly domestic and sometimes Jack will end up with footage of this one sleepy smile that Davey does when Jack’s poking or tickling him awake and he hadn’t realised there’s a camera in his face yet. That smile never ends up online because it’s one of Jack’s favourite things in the world and, as much as he shares a lot of his life with the internet, that’s where he draws the line
Ninjago High School Headcanons

General:

- Everyone treats the ninjas as celebrities, and the other students have the Ninja of the Week posted on the bulletin board.

- There’s a fan club for each of the ninja and they spend their time talking about conspiracies on who the ninja’s secret identities might be.

- There’s an underground system of selling and buying pictures of the ninja. The most popular request are the pics of the green ninja but their also the hardest to get. (Surprisingly, Lloyd is the only one who can get good pictures of him. Weird)

- Teachers need to be careful when talking about the ninja. Sometimes the students will get riled up about them that the whole class will be wasted.

- Every Valentines Day, there’s a poll in which the student body tells who they would give their Valentine to. The green and grey ninja are always tied with the most votes.

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Be My ♥ Color

a/n: be more chill x soulmate au. :o its a prologue just to test the waters but I’m stoked. if you wanna be tagged in the series letmeknow.kbyethanx.
summary: Jeremy Heere never knew he missed something until he realized he was living a world not only devoid of colors but of a soulmate. After a terrible incident he’s found himself chasing after colors he wants; and realizing there are some colors he needs as well.
sincerely tagging: @hell-yes-puns-and-ships for being the best beta ever <3 ilysm
warning: pantless Mr. Heere; near drowning incident
w/c: 3239K

Menu Screen → 00


“Dad.”

“Yes, Son?”

Jeremy looked over at his father who was making a turn signal with his hand as they approached the exit to Jeremy’s high school. “Why…why are you doing this?” He stared blankly at the building coming into view. The grey letters that spelled out ‘Middleborough’ against an even greyer brick background. The perks of only seeing in the spectrum that was devoid of color…the school matched the way Jeremy felt.

Mr. Heere shrugged a little not noticing for a second his son’s deadpanned expression. “You missed your bus, I mean I kept calling you up but you were in your room with the door locked, and the lights off, I’m pretty sure you were at your desk too since you dropped your lotion bottle on the—“

“Ah ok, Dad, I mean why are you driving me to school…WITHOUT ANY PANTS!” 

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Milkshake

Originally posted by standallaleks


Pairing: Alex Standall x Reader

Request: “Hey I was wondering if you could write an Alex Standall imagine? Maybe it can take place around the time of the dollar valentine and since he’s trying to get over jess, then he decides to call the first person on his list - which is the reader. Maybe they go to the diner and eat and it’s a little awkward at first but then they find something in common and it ends fluffy and cute? Alex deserves some happiness and good imagines imo.”

Words: 2.330

A/N: An Alex imagine is up again! Alex REALLY deserves some happiness, because he deserved way better, just like Jeff! I love those two cinnamon rolls, really!
I hope you enjoy and like this imagine! Thank you so much for requesting!

- G. x

Warning: (Y/F/F) is Your Favourite Flavour.


It was Valentine’s Day and you were so nervous because it would be your first date ever since. You joined the Oh My Dollar Valentine and it got you a date with the infamous platinum blonde haired boy, Alex Standall. He was the only one who had his hair in that way, so it was impossible not to know him.

You never liked participating at any school activities, but they came up with the idea of Oh My Dollar Valentine and you thought of giving it a shot.

The event consisted of filling up a form, where you chose your interests and the things you looked for someone, and, with just a dollar, you could have the name and the number of the people that had the same interests as you did. The earnings of the event would go to the cheerleaders’ camp and why should you not help them?

You remembered how you got your call and you didn’t even expect it. It was during your lunch break and you were getting some books for the next class in your locker.

“Uhm, hello Alex?” You hesitated to answer his phone call, because you weren’t close to him, not even a little bit. You had him in few of your classes, but you never bothered to talk to him.

“Hey, (Y/N). How are you?” He asked you and you could hear the nervousness in his voice.

“I am good. How about you?” You weren’t sure how to answer him and, in fact, you were feeling uncomfortable to talk to him.

“I’m… good.” He paused for a little bit and you could say that he didn’t know how to talk to you either.

“Are you sure?” You assured him with a corrugated forehead while you were searching for some books.

“Yes.” He shortly answered and it was obvious that he didn’t want to talk about it. “Look, you were in my list for the Dollar Valentine and…” He cut what he was about to say and he thought that it was understandable that he was asking you out for a date on Valentine’s.

“And?” You raised your eyebrow as you asked him. He wasn’t really an extrovert person and you could hear that he was having some kind of trouble on talking to you.

“And I am asking if you… you could g-go o-out on a da-date with me next week, on Valentine’s Day?” He stuttered as he proposed you his thoughts. You found it cute that he was feeling flustered to ask you out, but you wondered why he asked you.

He was in a relationship with Jessica Davis, one of the cheerleaders in Liberty High, and it didn’t end pretty well between the two of them. Maybe Alex was trying to move on, but you thought why would he choose you, when there were other people to ask out?

“(Y/N)?” He assured that you were still there, because you didn’t answer his question. You were shocked, of course.

“Alex, I’m still here.” You shook your head as you got your book and closed your locker.

“So? What’s the answer?” He asked as you saw him along the hallway, holding his phone and looking at you.

He was far enough to see you properly, but you flashed him a wide smile. “Of course, Alex. I would love to.”

You heard him unleashing a sigh of relief and you laughed because of his actions. “Dinner at Rosie’s diner and maybe I can walk you back home?”

“Sure, that’s fine. What time?” You asked as you started to walk towards your classroom, the space between the two of you was diminished as you took some little steps forward.

“Eight o'clock would be perfect.” He answered, seeing him smile confidently now. He somehow relaxed, since he got his comfortable pace during your conversation.

“See you at eight, then.” You winked at him as you ended the phone call and walked passed him.

“See you, pretty.” You heard him giggle and you just shook your head. Heading in your History class.

You entered the diner and you quickly saw Alex, waiting for you while fidgeting with a long stemmed red rose in his hands.

“Alex!” You called his attention and he quickly shot his glance at you. He quickly stood up as he waited for you to reach the booth.

“Hey, (Y/N).” You both smiled and you stopped yourselves from hugging each other because there was still an awkward atmosphere between the two of you.

“Uhm, for you.” He handed you the rose and you avoided some thorns of it.

“Thank you, Alex.” You smiled at him and you both took your seats.

“Uhm…” Alex started to kill the silence between the two of you. The slow love song in the background and some murmurs could be heard inside the diner and it made you sick.

“Yes?” Your gaze brighten, couldn’t wait to know what he had to say.

“Oh,” He bit his lip as he thought that he might say some wrong things and he was afraid to offend you. “I mean…” He tried to find the right words, but they didn’t seem to flash in his mind. “Never mind.”

“Oh, okay.” You shortly answered as you looked at his eyes. He felt uncomfortable, because he avoided the eye contact.

You tapped your fingers on the table, since you were both silent and you didn’t know how to start the conversation again.

“Alex, you play the guitar, right?” You suddenly blurted out to have a little bit of dialogues with him.

“Yup, I do.” He smiled once again, thankful that you thought of some topics to talk about. “Why?”

“Nothing, I am not seeing you play in the jazz band anymore.” You pointed out as you let him know that you noticed the small things.

“I quitted, since I really can’t focus on it in these days.” He explained and you listened as you fidgeted with the flower that he gave you.

“Jessica?” You whispered and he nodded quietly. You hinted that he didn’t want to talk about it. Why would he? You were not even close. “Sorry.”

“It’s not because I don’t want to talk about it.” He said as if he read your mind and then he rested his arms on the table. “It’s because I respect you. You are my date for tonight and not Jessica.”

“Thank you.” You happily answered and he smiled at you. You thought that he was a sweet and an altruist person.

You stared at each other and you took the chance to admire his features. You noticed his dilated deep blue eyes and his septum ring, his lips were reddish and the pale skin enhanced them. Of course, you adored his platinum hair even more, you thought that it was cool and unique.

“(Y/N), what do you want to eat?” Alex asked you and you shook your head to forget about your thoughts. You noticed that the waiter was waiting for you and you bit your lip as you were so embarrassed.

“I’m having a cheeseburger with fries on the side.” You said as you went through the usual food you order in that diner.

“Drinks?” The waiter asked and you just smiled as Alex ordered a (Y/F/F)-flavoured milkshake.

“Same for me.” You answered and the waiter smiled before going back to the counter, probably giving the orders to the chef.

“Why are you smiling like that?” Alex asked as with a smirk as he noticed that you were smiling widely.

“Nothing.” You laughed as you felt a little bit comfortable with him. “It’s because the (Y/F/F)-flavoured milkshake.”

“What about it?” He chuckled a little bit. “It’s my favourite flavour.” He smiled as he gave another information about him.

“It’s my favourite too!” You exclaimed and you both laughed, feeling more confident now.

Few moments later, your food arrived and you both started to eat while you talk of some stuffs.

“Cheers to my milkshake buddy?” Alex raised the glass of his cold milkshake and laughed.

“Cheers!” You exclaimed as you both clinked your glasses while looking into each other’s eyes. You then sipped a little bit from it and you let out a loud laugh.

You both let yourself in and the awkwardness between the two of you faded away as you shared some of your stories.

“Sir, may I have the bill please?” Alex shouted as you finished your meal and you decided to go away.

“Here you go, sir.” The waiter gave Alex the bill and you were about to give Alex some dollars for it, but he refused to get it.

“Nope.” He shook his head. “I pay for this.”

“But…” You insisted but Alex is hard headed too, just like you.

“No buts and ifs.” He winked at you as he got some bills from his billfold wallet.

“Thank you.” You shyly said to him and he just smiled at you. You thought that he was really a gentleman and he knew how to treat a girl right.

“Here it is.” Alex said to the waiter as he paid the bill, giving him some extra bills for the tip. “Keep the change.”

“Thank you.” The waiter gratefully said as he took the empty plates away. “Have a nice night ahead.”

You looked at each other and you both had a nervous laughter as you blushed for what the waiter has said. Of course, what did he mean by that?

“Thanks.” Alex said with an embarrassed smile and you both got up from your table, giggling.

Alex decided to walk you home and to talk about more stuffs.

“You are really fun to be with, why didn’t I ever notice you before?” Alex asked and you just laughed at his question. You walked together slowly as you enjoyed the moment.

“Well, I don’t really know.” You raised your shoulders. “Probably because you hang out with the popular kids.”

“Right, but I would choose you if I ever have to.” He winked at you, trying to flirt and you knew that your face became red that moment.

“Shut up!” You playfully punched his arm. “Besides, I have a crush on your best friend Zach.” You jokingly said and he looked at you, shocked and offended.

“You are horrible!” He pouted and you just let out a loud laugh, not minding if the street was quiet and calm. “I dated you tonight and you are just admitting that you liked Zach?”

“Well, you still love Jessica.” You pointed it out. “Fair enough.”

“I am trying to move on, if you didn’t notice it.” He rolled his eyes, showing a pinch of his jealousy.

“Oh my God, Alex! You are so touchy.” You complained and you smiled at him. “I was just kidding.”

“Really?” He wanted to be sure before he pushed this moving on thing and dating you. Well, he didn’t want to use you because he really thought that you were fun to be with and your life was interesting.

“Really, Standall.” You seriously said, kind of emphasizing it to make it clear. “Isn’t it funny?”

“What?” Alex admired you as you were few steps ahead of him. He just studied your features, like what you did to him before.

“I mean, everything was so awkward before and now? It seems like we’ve known each other for years.” You shook your head while you let out some soft giggles, still looking at the road.

“We have that connection, maybe?” He pointed out and you just raised your shoulders.

“Yup, the milkshakes!” You happily exclaimed.

“True!” He agreed as you both laughed loudly, finding it funny that those milkshakes helped you to be confident to each other.

Once you arrived home, you both stopped in front of the front door.

“Alex, thank you so much for the night.” You gratefully blurted out and he just shook his head with a smile.

“Thank you, instead.” He carefully pulled you into a hug and you were shocked because you didn’t expect it. You felt the heat of his body and you hugged him back, burying your face in the crook of his neck. You had the possibility to smell his perfume and you couldn’t deny that he smelt really good. “You made me happy.”

“Guess we should thank that Dollar Valentine too.” You suggested, still hugging him.

“Precisely, thank George Washington, who had his face in that bill.” He joked as you heard his heart beating fast.

“Idiot.” You laughed and he joined you, feeling his muscles and his vocal chords vibrated.

“Have a good night, okay?” He reminded you as he left a soft kiss on your forehead, another thing that you didn’t expect to get from him.

“Same to you, Alex.” You smiled at him and you broke the hug. You still had Alex’s smell and you honestly didn’t want to let him go.

“I’ll see you tomorrow at school?” He sweetly asked as if he was longing for your presence. He really enjoyed your company and, little did you both know, he was already forgetting Jessica.

“You will.” You winked at him as you started to walk towards the door. “Take care, okay?”

“I will, (Y/N).” He assured you and you smiled widely once again.

“Good night!” You both said in unison and you stayed in front of the door to watch him walk away. You only went inside when his silhouette wasn’t visible anymore.

You vivaciously entered your house and you leant on the door, smiling while you dealt with the loud beats of your heart.

Your first date went very well, being so lucky that you were on Alex’s list and he called you, instead of the other four people on it.

You might sound selfish and egoist, but you couldn’t deny that Alex made you happy and you were very pleased that you accepted his proposal, nevertheless the uncomfortable stares and the awkwardness between the two of you.


You know what I don't understand?

Why almost every gryffindor I encounter on this hell-hole of a website is anti-snape. I thought gryffindors were supposed to always stand up for what is right, yet an abused 11-year-old brought it on himself that he’s bullied for 7 years straight (don’t give me that james grew up crap, he still kept bullying him behind lily’s back) solely “because he exists”-Sirius Black

How can any gryffindor call him an obsessed, sexist stalker rapist, when he left lily alone after she asked him to and is actually just a bitter old ass because of all the shit he went through?

How can anyone with common sense even call him a racist, when the only thing he could think of to call someone who knowingly didn’t do everything that was in her power to save him from sexual assault (because the bitch had a wand an knew how expelliarmus worked) was the slur he heard in the common room all day and probably the only wizard slur he knew, but then immediately regretted it, because he knew he didn’t want to be that douchebag?

How do people not get that snape joining the death-eaters is just like a woman who was abused as a child seaking out “bad boys” to have relationships with. It’s both because they think they are protected that way and it backfires in both cases. That’s why snape also kept being a spy for all those years, because he thought dumbledore could protect him.

This is simple psychology from a 16-year-old who has seen enough therapists and domestic abuse around her and who has been bullied enough herself to know what she’s talking about and yet there are adults who cannot understand this. I mean, I understand if you’re a privileged popular kid and can’t acknowledge it (not that that ignorance is to be condoned), but an adult should be wise enough to understand that snape is the literal product of his environment instead of blindly hating him for the mistakes he makes because of it.

Pretty Boy

Warnings: Curse words, this isn’t edited

Characters: Sam and Dean Winchester (mentioned), Sister!Reader Winchester, Peter Parker, Ned, etc.

Summary: The reader goes to New York and meets some new friends at her school

Word Count: 1,818

Y/N: your name

Y/N/N: your nickname

E/C: eye colour

Mx. This is like Mr. or Ms. except it doesn’t identify gender. I wanted to make this without mentioning gender so

a/n: Yup, this is a crossover. Spn and Spiderman:Homecoming! Hope you guys like it


BEEP BEEP BEEP

Slowly you opened your eyes as the sound of your alarm clock continued to sound. You yawned loudly as you hit the alarm clock, the annoying sound finally stopping. 7 AM it read, you rolled your eyes and laid in your bed thinking about how much you didn’t want to get up. You had never gone to an actual school, not in a long time at least. Your brothers let you have online school, it was much easier for everyone really. They didn’t have to worry having to put you into the a different school overtime you moved and you didn’t have to worry about all the stress other people gave you. You don’† know why they decided right now was a good idea to put you back into a real life school, Sam had said something about wanting to give you the full high school experience before you graduated.

You let your mind wander to your first day back in school, you were entering as a sophomore. You remembered how nervous you were, you had completely forgotten how stressing real life schools were. There were so many people all the time now, before you didn’t have to deal with any popular kids giving you a hard time. 

You walked to the principals office after asking around for about twenty minutes. Immediately noticing your presence, the man stood up and presented himself.

“Hello I’m the principle here at Midtown, you must be Y/N?”

“Y-yeah.” 

After a minute of talking about how you you used to take online school and your classes, the principle said “Well, come with me. Classes are ‘bout to start.” He walked towards the door and opened it, letting you walk out first. The walk to your first class was awkward, primarily your principle asking you questions and you answering with an “Uh huh” or an “Uh uh”. Finally you reached your class. Again he opened the door and let you walk in first. 

“Your first class is World Religions I believe” he said to no response.

“Good Morning everyone!” The man was answered by a few muttered good mornings in response. “Well, today we have a new student. Please treat her kindly, she’s must be very nervous. Just like you must have been when you first entered!” You rolled your eyes slightly at this, man you hated doing this.  “Please, Y/N tell us a little about yourself. Where you’re from, and so on.” He said, and you cringed internally, you really  hated this. 


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Dating Johnny

I Taeil* I Hansol* I Johnny I Taeyong I Yuta I Kun* I Doyoung* I Ten I Jaehyun I Winwin* I Mark I

*coming soon

A/N: Basically, I really want to make this a series with every NCT member~ sO I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS (ofc I’m gonna start it off with this cutie) sorry if it isn’t that good


  • Giant dork sweetheart
  • Is in his senior year
  • ½ of the school comedy duo with Ten
  • Everybody loves him, how could you not love him? Even the teachers love him
  • Smooth talks them into bumping up his grade  
  • He isn’t bad at school tho
  • Like his grades are good  
  • No overachiever but slightly above average
  • But is doesn’t hurt getting that C moved up to a B every-so-often
  • Can make anyone’s day 10x’s brighter with his 11/10 smile
  • He isn’t cocky, but he knows he’s hot af  
  • He doesn’t gloat about it tho  
  • One of the ‘popular kids’ at school  
  • But tbh he finds the other higher status kids annoying so he stays away from them
  • Finds them stuck up and egocentric  
  • So spends 110% of his time with Ten  
  • Least favourite class: history  
  • Favourite class: psychology
  • Actually where he met you
  • And you’re lowkey one of the reasons it’s his favourite class
  • Was so happy when you two were assigned partners to make a presentation on biopsychology
  • You both worked in the library every evening that week to get the presentation done
  • Tho you noticed he lost focus quite often whilst you both had to work on the only free library computer together
  • Ofc it was bc you were constantly bumping shoulders with him and at one point whilst explaining something to him you turned at your face was so close to his  
  • You literally jumped back slightly bc goddamn  
  • 0 proximity  
  • He’d make some insanely cute yet rlly lame joke I would come up with one but I’m really not that funny
  • After that assignment was finished
  • You both just so happened to always go the library at the same time near enough everyday  
  • Totally a coincidence  
  • Not like you both really liked each others company and it was your only time to hang out together even if I meant being in complete silence  
  • You’d both be studying staring at each other when the other wasn’t looking and he’d just randomly ask you out  
  • Like offer to buy you a coffee and walk you home after when you were done in the library  
  • You began dating not long after that little trip to the coffee shop  
  • To the surprise of some people  
  • Bc you were a rather quiet person  
  • And he was basically your juxtaposition
  • Right the dating stuff now sorry it took so long lol
  • Lowkey skinship in public  
  • Bc you both found it annoying when couples were all over each other right in people’s faces  
  • You didn’t want to be that couple  
  • So usually just hand holding  
  • A small kiss every now and then  
  • But when it was just you two  
  • Constant cuddles
  • Constant kissing  
  • Sometimes it made even you cringe but you also loved it
  • Tbh you loved him  
  • But you were scared to say it first  
  • So you waited  
  • And waited  
  • You started getting worried bc what if he didn’t feel as strongly as me?
  • Nono
  • He does  
  • He just also doesn’t want to say it first  
  • And he’s panicking just as much as you  
  • But one night
  • You were at his house watching really epic yet shit films your favourite thing to do together constantly roasting the bad acting ect  
  • And, just like when he asked you out, he just randomly said those 3 words
  • You were so relieved  
  • And you said those 4 words  
  • You asked where the hell did that come from due to the sheer spontaneity of his confession
  • Tbh he wouldn’t know himself  
  • And he wouldn’t care  
  • Bc you finally knew how much he loved you