i just want to make pretty things leave me alone

more texts for you bitches


[text] You should have told me you wanted me out of your life.
[text] I should have never let you back into my life.
[text] Okay [muse’s name] what’s the deal, pretty sure this is you…listen if you want me to leave you alone, please just tell that.
[text] Please don’t walk away.
[text] Please don’t do this.
[text] When are you going to realize I want nothing to do with you?
[text] You want nothing to do with me, I get it.
[text] I’m an idiot. You fooled me again.
[text] When I think things are about to change … I’m always proven wrong.
[text] I just want you to be happy. And you’ll be happier without me.
[text] I just hate that someone could make me trust [him/her/them] the way that I did
[text] The truth is I’m not over you.
[text] The truth is I never really wanted to be with you.
[text] I’m seeing someone else.
[text] How the hell did you get my number, stalker?
[text] You’re so selfish.
[text] I just saw you leave with [her/him/them].


[text] Did I tell you today that you’re the most adorable? Cause, yeah.
[text] Be careful.
[text] I’m only saying it because I love you.
[text] I’m only saying it because I care about you.
[text] Okay, I’m bringing coffee.
[text] I’m thinking dinner and a movie later this week?
[text] Let me take you out, please?
[text] Let me make you dinner tonight.
[text] I want you to be happy.
[text] You’re always safe with me.
[text] I can’t stop thinking about you.
[text] I seriously don’t know what I’d do without you.
[text] I know you may not feel like you are, but you are loved. And important. Please don’t forget that.
[text] It was so good seeing you.
[text] You don’t need this shit.
[text] I’ll be there in five minutes.
[text] Let me help, please?
[text] You’re important to me.
[text] Stop falling asleep in the bathtub. You’re going to drown and die and leave me and I’m not having that.
[text] I would gladly watch Netflix and eat Thai with you any day.
[text] I’d give up my phone charger AND the last piece of gum for you. That’s love.
[text] Hey beautiful no judgment but why is there a bucket of KFC chicken in the bathtub??


[text] If you don’t want me to bust your window, I suggest you answer the phone. Now.
[text] To quote Mean Girls, you’re a fugly slut.
[text] Are you SERIOUSLY bringing that up right now!?
[text] Lose my number, asshole.
[text] You’re so predictable and obnoxious. And it’s not only me who thinks so.
[text] …The least you could do is answer, wtf.
[text] You’re a piece of shit human being and an even worse friend.
[text] This is YOUR FAULT. And you can’t even pretend like it isn’t, because you know it is.
[text] Why couldn’t you just stay out of it?
[text] Holy fucking shit, take a hint, asshole.
[text] Go fuck yourself.
[text] What the fucking hell is wrong with you?
[text] You can take your stuff back as long as I don’t light it on fire first.
[text] I have cramps and a migraine so you do NOT want to mess with me right now
[text] Bye and have a very fuck you day


[text] Just let me suck your dick and be happy. Let me have this.
[text] Why are you so hot…like honestly, it’s not fair.
[text] Yeah, you looked good in your [dress/shirt/pants] last night but really, they looked way better on my floor.
[text] Come over. With condoms.
[text] You should come over, clothing optional.
[text] I feel like a nasty slut and I LOVE IT
[text] Sorry I got drunk and texted you about my sex life
[text] Sex on a rooftop - trashy or adventurous?
[text] If you’re not at my apartment, shirtless, in five minutes, I will be personally offended.
[text] I don’t think he likes that I’m always sending him pictures of me in my bra but he needs to get it together
[text] It’ll be like The Notebook, except with way more of my penis.
[text] I didn’t know that all of his brothers would be hot and musically inclined, too. That’s a dick move on behalf of biology.
[text] So is it your turn now to pretend like dating someone else would stop us from fucking?
[text] I just need some of your time and all of your body.
[text] I am available for nakedness
[text] I think about [him/her/them] when I masturbate so I guess you could call it love


[drunk text] So wat are you really over me no w
[drunk text] You are my queen and my savior and I love you forever
[drunk text] You are the most beautiful girl I have ever known
[drunk text] I’m eating macaroni and cheese on a slice of pizza and autocorrect just wrote that text for me pretty much, what’s your night like
[drunk text] Listen up slut, you’re one hot piece of ass and if [he/she/they] doesn’t realize it, it’s their loss
[drunk text] but what’s the point of a Disney sing off party if you’re not here. You have to be be the Pumbaa to my Timon
[drunk text] Can you pls remind me tomorrow of how much of a fool I made myself tonight
[drunk text] I think maybe you and me should like go out and eat pizza or something check yes or no
[drunk text] Please don’t hate me I’m too tired and too dizzy to be hated
[drunk text] I hate (him/her) but less when I’m drinking. Thanks, alcohol.
[drunk text] Omf g you need to get over here now I think I’m dyin

Not much of a Sex God

Originally posted by dohkyungcutie

Requested by anon: Hi author nim! Can you please write a scenario where the reader sleeps with either Xiumin, Baekhyun or Chen and they act like they are the best sex she’ll ever have but they actually suck in bed? I think your sarcasm would fit this perfectly.

Ok so I love you anon. I have had the best time writing this because I keep laughing at how mean I’m being and it’s just been so much fun. <3 I’m so mean omg.(Might have written half of this while drunk so I’m hoping it turned out alright!)

Reader x Baekhyun

Warnings: Fuckboy Baekhyun, smut, teasing.

Word Count: 4752


“I gave her the best sex of her life, she should thank me!” You didn’t think you could roll your eyes any harder even if your life depended on it. The guy at the booth behind you had been bragging about his sexual prowess the entire time you’d been in the club. You’d come out to celebrate your friend getting a promotion at work, not to hear about how magical some dude’s dick was and all the adventures it had been on.

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Request: Can you please do one where the two of them have a fight and Harry kicks her out of the car in the middle of the night and she gets into an accident?

Hope you enjoy!

We were at a club, drinking and having fun when it all started. When we got to the club, there was already eyes everywhere on us. When your dating Harry Styles there always is. We had been there for about 20 minutes, chatting with some friends when some guy started looking at me. I wasn’t bothered, knowing that he was probably just some horny guy. I kept my focus on our friends and Harry until about an hour later when the guy came to talk to me. Harry was at the bar getting a beer with Jeff and I was left alone at the booth.

“I’m Paul.” I’d expected some cheesy pick up line instead of just a name but I introduced myself as well.

“So what’s a pretty lady like yourself sitting here all alone for?”

“Well my boyfriend and a friend are getting drinks at the bar.” I wasn’t trying to sound bitter, I just wanted the conversation to be over before Harry saw. It’s not like I was doing anything wrong, Harry just has a jealousy streak that I don’t want continued on into tonight.

“Awfully rude of your boyfriend to leave you here alone. I’m sorry about that.”

“It’s not like he needs to be with me 24/7. I can handle sitting by myself for a couple minutes.” 

“Want to dance to get your mind off of him?” This guy was forward. I was about to respond when Harry did for me.

“No she does not. Please leave.”

“I think the lady can answer for herself. And who are you I might add?”

“I’m her boyfriend. Now leave before I make you.” This was not going to turn out good.

“Harry stop. Let’s go.”

“No Y/N. Why do we have to leave when this bastard was just getting ready to?”

Paul spoke up saying, “Harry’s right, I was just leaving. But Harry, before I go. A little advice. You might not want to leave such a pretty young thing alone in a club. From what I’ve heard, she will go home with anyone who approaches her without her boyfriend around.”

Those rumors of me cheating on Harry with random men had been going around like wildfire. Harry of course knew it wasn’t true. Most of the stories that the press used couldn’t have been true, seeing as I was with Harry. When Harry was asked about the rumors he would always shut them down, so the media died down over the past couple of days. But Harry always got defensive when someone accused me of something. With the rage already within Harry, this comment added gasoline to the fire causing Harry to explode.

He charged his fist towards Paul’s face, causing him to fall to the ground. Harry was quick to get down to Paul’s level and hit him again, this time in his eye. I tried pulling Harry off of him, but it was no use seeing as he was considerably stronger than me and he was determined to keep Paul held down. I searched around the bar to try and find Liam, who I knew could get him out of there. After a minute I found him and Liam pulled him off of Paul and dragged Harry outside. 

“Thanks Liam. I think we are gonna go now.”

“No problem Y/N. ‘Night.”

Harry was already in the drivers seat when I walked back to the car. I knew he wanted to just go home without any talking and just peace and quiet, but I was to angry for any of that.

“Why do you always have to do that! I understand he was insulting me and you were upset about that, but you didn’t have to hit him!” I yelled.

“Are you kidding me Y/N? He was chatting you up treating you like a piece of meat and you think I just going to let him do that?” he countered.

“You have got to get over this jealousy thing Harry. You turn every little thing that a guy does in my general area as a bad gesture towards me and you take him out! This can’t happen anymore.”

“I’m not jealous.”

“Bullshit Harry. It’s like you don’t even trust me!”

“I do to trust you!”

“Then why are you so jealous?!”

“I’M NOT,” he roared. Sure Harry and I had gotten into arguments before, but he has never yelled at me like this.

“You are jealous Harry. I don’t understand why you are the one getting jealous all the time when you are the one with a history.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I mean you have womanized plenty of women over the years and STILL have women throwing themselves at you to this day and I don’t get jealous. I trust you completely. So why don’t you grow up and realize that I’m the person that should be jealous in this relationship.” I knew I had struck a nerve in Harry. He hated it when I brought up his past. I felt bad but I needed to get my point across.

I thought I had finally gotten in his head to help him realize that he has nothing to worry about, except I hadn’t. All of a sudden the car came to a complete stop on the side of the road and Harry just stared straight ahead.


“Get out.”


“Get out of the car Y/N. I’m not moving this car until you get out of it.”

I knew I had upset Harry but not to this extent. He had never actually kicked me out of his freaking car.



I quickly unbuckled my seat belt and fumbled with the handle until I was out of the car, standing on the side of the road. He quickly sped off leaving me alone. I was stunned. I didn’t think Harry was capable of this. I knew he could get angry with me but if he did, he would just leave our flat for a couple of hours then return and we would make up. I didn’t think this would happen.

So I started walking. I wasn’t to far from our flat, so I knew I’d be fine. I felt awful that I made Harry that upset, knowing that I pushed him to far, but he didn’t need to kick me out of the car to prove a point.

I was crossing the road to get to our flat complex when a tiny little squirrel ran into the road. A car was on the other side of the road, out of my way. When the car saw the squirrel, it hit me straight on, and everything went black.

I woke up to hearing beeps and seeing several machines all around me. I tried raising my hand to see what was attached to it, but it hurt to much. All of a sudden I saw a big green eyed head full of messy curls clouding my vision. 

“Oh my god Y/N,” Harry cried clutching my hand. I was still confused as to what I was doing in what I assumed to be a hospital. 

“What happened?”

“You were in an accident. You were walking across the road when a car hit you. I’m so sorry, I should’ve never kicked out of the car. This is all my fault.” Harry was full on crying now. The memories came flooding back to me. I felt awful for putting him in this condition, knowing that we both did wrong.

“Harry shhhh. I’m okay. We both said and did things that were not helpful towards this situation. I’m not mad. Can you just lay with me for a while?” I asked. 

“Of course, love.”

So we laid there, just taking in each others embrace. I knew we had some things to work out, but that didn’t matter right now. All that mattered was me, and him. 

Reggie Mantle x Reader: Cliché


I don’t have a specific story line to request but I really really really need Reggie x reader angst that ends in fluff. If you can’t do this without a specific plot it’s fine!

A/N: I was writing another fic then this spilled out and I didn’t fit the other fic that well, so I decided to turn it into this and hopefully you guys like it. I don’t know if this angsty enough though. Enjoy and I’ll update my masterlist later. Sorry for the delay in posting I have been sick and finals have arrived. Have a lovely day you beautiful majestic creatures/humans/witches/wizards whatever you want to be. If you’re following me and I haven’t followed you back slide in my ask or inbox and tell me please. 😍 I was supposed to post this yesterday but apparently there is a limit to how much a person can post within a day (blame Tumblr not me).

Words: 2500

Summary: You and Reggie have been friends since as long as you can remember. You both like each other but won’t admit it until Chuck messes with you.

Spoilers: Like one swear word I think. Reggie being protective af.

“So you guys have been inseparable since your childhood and never dated, or even thought of it” Veronica continued as you sighed at the reference that was always directed at you.

You’ve been best friends with Reggie Mantle for as long as you could remember.

That phrase always directed towards you both and it made you groan annoyingly at the person who directed it to you. You couldn’t understand why people couldn’t see that a guy and a girl could totally have a platonic relationship.

You loved Reggie as a friend, and you were pretty sure he felt that too. Sure you had a flirty way of communication towards each other, but you had always been like that.

“Were just friends. Best friends for that matter, can we just drop that” you spoke hating when people expected you to be a bigger cliché.

You couldn’t stand clichés you already were one, the sweet girl that kept to herself and tried to get along with everyone; although you always had Reggie who stood up for you if anything ever happened. That being the biggest cliché, being somewhat popular having a jock best friends who made sure you were always protected.

Growing up though Reggie got handsome and you contemplated your feelings, but pushed them aside because you couldn’t stand being so ordinary and becoming a bigger cliché.

“So, he’s available” the raven haired girl hinted at you.

“From what I know, yes” you answered you took a sip of water.

“So can I have his number?” Veronica continued giving you her phone as you placed in Reggie’s number.

The bell rang indicating that lunch was over and you all made your ways to class.

You were going to be late to class since you forgot your notebook at your locker. The hallway being empty because everyone was now in class, or so you thought.

You soon became startled by a hand brushing against your behind as you turned shocked as to what just happened.

“WHAT THE HELL CHUCK!” you exclaimed as he smiled all you wanted to do now was go home and put on some pants instead of the flowy dress that was on you.

“Pipe down (Y/N), it was an accident” he lied as you saw from the side of your eye that the rest of the football team leaving the locker room after their meeting.

“Just leave me alone, and don’t you ever come near me again” you hissed at him not wanting to make a scene.

“What’s going on (Y/N)?” Reggie made his way to you with worry and anger flooding his eyes.

“Nothing Reg, it’s fine, I’m fine” you reassured him not wanting him to get in a fight with his fellow teammate.

“Yeah I handled things pretty well” Chuck spoke with a devilish smirk on his face not even sorry about what he did and that made you feel more violated than ever.

“How dare you?! You asshole!” you continued at him while slapping his face and Reggie pulled you away.

“Chuck what did you do?” Reggie questioned his teammate.

“Oh, C’mon Reggie she was asking for it” Reggie’s blood boiling not knowing to what he was referring but nobody spoke about you that way not with him around, not ever “don’t act innocent ever since the day she started developing your eyes linger longer than ever too” Chuck continued as Reggie threw the first punch.

It almost was a full on fight until the coach Clayton emerged and broke it up protecting his kid.

“Don’t come near her again I swear your dad won’t be able to save you every time” Reggie hissed as you two were dismissed from school.


You both walked to your house quietly, until he finally broke the silence.

“(Y/N) I’m sorry, I just, I hate how I wasn’t there to protect you. (Y/N) you have to tell me what he did” he spoke with worry in his eyes you stayed quiet “(Y/N/N) I know you hate it when I fight, but I hate it when people mess with the things I care about.”

“I- h- he-, I just want to go home and put some pants on” you ignored the question not wanting him to go crazy as you opened the door to your house.

“I’m going to go change, be right down” you proclaimed.

You changed and made your way to the kitchen as Reggie was making himself a sandwich.

“(Y/N), you have to tell me what he did, please, I’m your best friend” this time he ordered and you sighed in defeat.

“You can’t go fuming mad man on him Reggie, or I swear I won’t ever trust you again” you lied knowing you had to tell him before anyone tried to mix up the story as he nodded.

“He- uh- he touched my ass” you spoke softly looking into his eyes hurt in them for what had happened to you.

Reggie grabbed you by the waist pulling you into a hug, and you thought that maybe he wouldn’t go hulk on Chuck although you kind of wish he would because he deserved it.

“I’m sorry (Y/N)” Reggie whispered to you as he ran out of your home and you couldn’t catch up to him.


An hour later you heard the doorbell ring as you opened the door to reveal Reggie with blood in his knuckles and a small scratch on his forehead. You smiled internally because you knew Chuck got the worse of it, but worry is what showed in your eyes as you pulled him in to the kitchen as you looked for the first-aid kit.

“Dammit Reggie, what did you do?” you asked knowing the answer, as you climbed the counter to reach the kit and you missed a step and he caught you.

“You don’t deserve being treated like that (Y/N/N)” he pointed out still holding on to you.

He finally settled you down as you cleaned up his wounds.

“Look you have to keep quiet about this, we both got in trouble at school for going against Chuck” you pronounced soon to be cut off by him.

“No (Y/N), I can’t do that, you’re my girl, nobody messes with us” he raged.

“No Reg, I know what he did was wrong, but this, if the school finds out. They will call my mom, look I don’t want any more trouble. If my mom finds out I- I- Reggie, please you’re my guy too, you know that. I just want to forget about this.” you pleaded as you heard your mom pull up in the driveway.

“(Y/N) what is this about you slapping Chuck Clayton at school today, and why did I have to find out from a call from the principal and not you” Your mom interrupted you and Reggie as she stepped in the house.

“Shit” you mumbled under your breath and stayed quiet.

“Well are you going to tell her?” Reggie added with anger in his voice not wanting you to keep quiet about this whole ensemble.

“Reggie shut up!” you ordered.

“He touched your ass (Y/N), that’s harassment!” Reggie stated harshly and your mother stood there with wide eyes.

“Look mom I didn’t want to tell you because I- its embarrassing okay! I- Don’t you hear what they say about the girls that this happens to. They get slut-shamed even if they’re like me and never have gone out with anyone. It’s so degrading and I can’t stand it, but I hate getting myself or even other people in trouble. Yes even if it’s Chuck and he wasn’t sorry because I hate conflict” you finished tears finally leaving your eyes.

“Oh honey, you’re not a slut. You are not anything they will try to say about you.” your mom pulled you into a hug “but we all need to speak to the principal about what really happened that boy needs to learn there will be consequences to his actions.”

“No mom Reggie is going to get more in trouble if we do, he just went on a punching spree on Chuck” you added as your mom pulled away from the hug and gave a small hug to Reggie.

“Did you get him good?” your mom encouraged.

“MOM!” you chuckled at her comment.

“Well, I need to know that if he’s going to get in trouble it’s going to be worth it” she explained.

“So worth it” Reggie gushed as he brought you both in for a small hug.


Later Reggie “left.” It really just means your mom kicks him out of the house because it gets too late, but he always climbs through your window into your room.

As Reggie was climbing your window he accidently hit his cut on the forehead.

“You’re getting too big for my window, I’m going to have to find a bigger one, although that will make my mom figure out our arrangement” you chuckled as he sat next you in bed.

“Yeah, she’s going to ruin our sleepovers”


1 new message:


Hey Reggie hope you don’t mind (Y/N) gave me your number. 😉

-Ronnie xx

“Now why did you do that?” Reggie asked you as he showed you his phone.

“She asked for it, she asked if you were available; I thought you were” he looked down “so who’s the girl then? I’m sure if I tell Ron she will understand that it was misunderstanding” you gave him a puzzled look.

“No girl, not important I’m just not interested” Reggie fidgeted as he typed down a message letting her down easy.

“Oh c’mon you’d never turn down a girl like Ronnie, who has you like this” you grinned but at the same time sad that there just might be another girl that was going to take up Reggie’s time.

“I think we should just drop it” he ignored the topic “So how are you holding up?”

“I wish it was me that punched Chuck” you said softly laying your head on his shoulder.

“I’d like to see that” Reggie chuckled.

“I’m still mad at you, you know; but I can’t stay mad at you forever because I don’t know what I’d do without you Mantle” you commented looking to his bruised fists.

“I had to he disrespected my girl” Reggie retorted placing his arm around you “I’m just happy I saw you slap him, I never thought I’d see the day you hit someone” he laughed as you playfully punched him “ow, I’m injured, how dare you” he continued.

“That’s not my fault” you defended.

“Oh but it is (Y/N/N), I punched the hell out of him for you” he looked directly at your eyes.

The atmosphere changed within the second you both laid eyes on each other, Reggie looked vulnerable like he wanted to say something, but was scared of the outcome that could come after if he spilled his feelings.

“How are we still friends?” you broke your gaze as he squeezed you tighter to his side.

“What do you mean? We’ve always be friends” Reggie declared but it hurt. Reggie had grown fond of you the moment he realized you were the only one who was ever there for him. In the absence of his family you were there, the coach pinned him against Archie you were there, when he lost his friend Jason you were there.

He knew how you felt about clichés, but all he wanted was to be part of a different cliché with you. He wanted to be the jock that got the sweet girl. The guy best friend who got to date his best friend because he knew that you were his soulmate.

There you both sat knowing your feelings for each other, but afraid to speak of them. He was afraid of rejection and you your excuse was a cliché which you came up with in middle school because you were tired of everyone and their assumptions about you and Reggie. Most importantly because you fell in love with your best friend and you had to make everyone think otherwise.

“I know, but I mean were both a bit different in most stories we were supposed to fall apart and forget each other. You with your popularity and me the shy quiet one” confirmed.

“Are you hinting something?” Reggie gave you a sad smile.

“No, I’m just glad we’ve actually stuck to each other” you smiled back.

“Good, different is good, I like our story” Reggie added and you blushed.

You both laid down in your bed and fell asleep to wake up to your alarm ringing a bit earlier as it always did when Reggie would sleep over so he had time to back to his house to get ready, he lived next door anyways.

You opened your eyes as you were cuddled to Reggie, your head resting on his chest and his arms around your waist.

“Reggie it’s morning” you spoke as he held you tighter not wanting to get up.

“Just five more minutes, please” he wouldn’t let go.

“Mantle the magnificent, I hope you realize my mom doesn’t knock and were supposed to go with her to school today about you know who” you started poking him to get up even though what you wanted was to keep cuddling with him.

“Fine” he let go as you both stood up.

You had a very nervous expression about the whole situation, you wanted justice but Chuck always seemed to get away with it and you two were alone in the hallway when he touched you, there was no witnesses and it all just dawned at you and Reggie saw your expression as he was about to climb out.

“Hey” he grabbed you by the shoulders “It’s all going to be okay, your mom is going to be there and so am I” he grabbed one of your hands as he intertwined his with yours which sent butterflies in your stomach.

“But that didn’t stop him before, I mean no one saw, I have no witnesses.” You freaked as he let his hand go from your shoulder and placed in your chin.

“(Y/N)?” he looked you straight in the eyes.

“Yeah” you said a little short of breath.

“No one messes with what’s mine” he commented as he placed his lips on yours and it shocked you at first but you kissed back.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do that for” he confessed as he rested his forehead on yours.

“Probably not as long as I have wanted that to happen” you spilled as he gave you a wide smile.

“So can you tell Ronnie I’m taken now” he beamed.

“As long your there with me” you approved.

“So you don’t mind being a cliché with me?” he questioned you.

“I’ll be your cliché” you announced as you placed one last kiss on his lips so you both could get ready for school.


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You’ve Been Avoiding Me.

 (Fair warning, i think this sucks, but my friend told me to post it, so… Yeah, is pretty bad in my opinion, maybe i’ll delete it later, idk. )

Patroling was something you always enjoyed, maybe it was because of the time you had to yourself. The silence, the peace was something unusual in your house. But you couldn’t expect anything else due to the fact that you lived with four more boys, all superheroes.

When Bruce first took you in it was a shock, not only because you were the only girl but because you were his biological daughter. And while Grayson and Drake loved you as their own blood, Todd was another history. He hated extrangers and disliked Damian, so it was only natural for him to dislike you.

Whoever it was all an act. What the young man felt for you was something deeper than a dislike. The truth is that you catched his eye the moment you stepped in the house. He loved seeing you play with Damian, he admired how clever you where and not to mention, he loved how hot you looked training and taking bad guys down. But Bruce advertised him to stay away from you, and he knew he had to do it. Even if you were Thalia’s daughter, you were full of light and life. Sure you could be a mean bitch, the boys knew that well but that was something Jason enjoyed about you. Hell, he was crazy for you.

Now, alone in your patrolling you spotted a red figure in a rooftop, silently you stood behind him, already smirking.

“You’ve been avoiding me. Are you afraid of me or something Todd?”

“Why would I be scared of you Wayne?”

“I know we never had a good start. But now it’s ridiculous, you’re avoiding me in a not really subtle way. Every time I enter in a room, you run away like I had some contagious sickness or something. I want to know why.”

“There’s nothing to know. I just don’t like you (Y/N). Get over it.” He says jumping to the next rooftop. You easily follow him, making it look like jumping from roof to roff was your everyday reality.

“Don’t bullshit me Jason. Something’s up. I know it, you know it, damn even Alfred knows it. Tell me.”

“You’re a nosy pretty little thing, aren’t you?” He says mostly to himself, making you smile sightly.

“You think I’m pretty Todd?”

“Well… I… look I don’t like you that’s why. So now leave me alone.”

You smile walking next to him, you two are really close, only a couple of inches between your lips.

“Well, that’s not what I think it’s really going on.”

“What do you think it is then?”

“I think you like me.” You say touching his cheek lightly. “And that Bruce and Damian told you to stay away. You feel like you’re so fucked up that you don’t deserve to be with someone and you try to repress your feelings. Plus as I’m Bruce’s daughter you think that dating me or sleeping with me will make Bruce hate you. And you’re afarid of what you’re feeling.”

Your words hitted him like iced water. He has shock not only because everything you said was true but also because he could see in you eyes, that your emotions were the same ones. Joy, fear, love. He couldn’t take it anymore, grabbing your hips he closed the gap between you two.

The kiss was sweet, but needed. Innocent but passionate. It released all the love you two needed in your lived. It also released the tension, it was what you both needed. When you pulled away, a big smile on both of your faces.

“How did you do that?”

“What? The kissing? ” You asked laughing.

“Not, the psychoanalysis that creeped the shit outta me to be honest.”

“Well, someday I want to work in Arkham. I want to be a psychiatrist. Not end up insane like Harley but understanding them and help.”

“Hotness, insanity runs over the family. It practically galops.” Jason says laughing.

“Yeah, that will go down when Damian finds out about this… he’s a cutie, but he’s evil.”

“The demon spawn is not anywhere cute.”

“Hey, watch it.” You say hitting him playfully. “Just because  you’re a  good kisser, doesn’t mean that I’m letting you bully Dami.”


“Shit… Well better him findding out than Bruce right?” 

“You thought young lady. You thought.” You could help but wince at you father’s voice.

“Jason?” You ask grabbing his hand.

“Yeah babe?”

“I would advise that you run for your life.” You told him as your father looks annoyingly at you while your little brother tries to kill Jason

Put Your Money On Me (pt. 5)

Character: Jason Crouse (The Good Wife)

Word Count: 4,286

Summary: Jen talks with Alicia about her feelings; Jason picks Jen up for dinner, but they run into an unexpected problem before getting there.

Warnings: None.

Note: Okay, so, I’ve had this idea in my head for a while now and I’ve been so hyped to write it. Didn’t come out as amazingly as it was in my head, BUT it is still incredibly corny and fluffy. You’ve been warned, lol.

As always, a huge, huge thank you to @naughtyneganjdm for being my beta and leaving me the BEST feedback that always puts a huge smile on my face! <333

Previous Chapters: Pt. 1 | Pt. 2 | Pt. 3 | Pt. 4

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anonymous asked:

Hello may i request friendship headcanon between bakugou, kaminari and kirishima please in thr honor of the latest chapter 👍🏻 thank youu

The Three Best Friends That Anyone Could Have, besides Bakugou

  • Bakugou pretends to hate everything those two do, but deep down it makes him happy that they include him in their group. Without them he probably wouldn’t have any friends
  • Kirishima is the mom friend out of the three, constantly making sure the other two aren’t doing anything too illegal, rude, or perverted. Will apologize for the other two and finds he has to quiet often
  • Kaminari is constantly trying to get the other two to do something he thinks will be funny, but Bakugou thinks it’s stupid and Kirishima knows its stupid
  • They hang out in Denki’s dorm since he has the most stuff that can keep the three of them entertained for long periods of time, “Denki why the hell do you have so much shit?” Bakugou has asked on more than one occasion
  • The other tease Denki for having to charge himself with his quirk because the other two don’t have to do anything like that for theirs. They stopped teasing him about it when he almost passed out from not being charged and now they  make sure he plugs himself in every night before falling asleep. “I don’t care where you plug that damn thing in. just charge yourself you fucking idiot!” “Make sure you plug yourself in, passing out in front of cute girls isn’t manly at all.”
  • Bakugou’s hot temper is something Denki likes to test and Kirishima is pretty sure that if he leaves them alone he will come back to a burnt up Denki
  • Kirishima and Kaminari are always trying to get Bakugou to dab but he doesn’t know why. “What is a dab and why do you want me to do it so badly?!” Doesn’t know anything about memes and the other two try to teach him meme culture but he doesn’t understand any of it
  • Bakugou refuses to let the other two into his dorm and it only makes them more curious as to what is in there. They’ve started a Snapchat story of the mysteries of UA and Bakugou’s dorm is number one on the list
  • They have sleepovers in Kirishima’s dorm because Denki’s has too much space for all three of them to sleep
  • Bakugou is really good at baking and makes them breakfast everyday and everyone else is confused how they always have muffins with them, “Do they really wake up early every day to go to a cafe?” “Why are there so many dirty dishes?!”

rigidrose  asked:

Um klance obvi

five other people asked for klance lmao you guys rock

who gets sick more often: it’s a bit of a toss-up. they both get sick a moderate amount, but if there’s a bug going around, keith is more likely to get it. he doesn’t take care of himself the way that lance does, but his immune system is better than lance’s so it evens out.

who is the better caretaker: lance. he’s had years of experience and no shortage of sick kids to practice on, so he is an expert caretaker. especially compared to keith, who’s just awkward in every way. 

who is the most needy when they’re sick: lance. he’s a big cuddler and once he becomes more comfortable in his relationship with keith, he isn’t shy about asking for things he wants (and he wants a lot of things when he’s sick). keith is more of the leave-me-the-fuck-alone-i-don’t-need-medicine type of sick person.

who gets startled/worried every time the other sneezes: keith. while he’s not a great caretaker, and he doesn’t have this attitude towards himself at all, he worries about lance a lot. especially since lance’s illnesses get pretty bad sometimes. 

who stocks the house with cold medicine and orange juice: lance, usually. keith just doesn’t think about it until he needs it and lance is in the habit of making sure they always have a supply. 

who is more careful not to spread their illness and who doesn’t care: neither of them care too much. they take basic precautions but they know that if one of them gets something, the other is most likely to get it as well (although they both are a lot more careful if it’s a bad illness).

who gets cuddly when they’re feverish: lance, definitely. they’re polar opposites in this regard. sick lance wants lots of cuddles, and sick keith wants to go curl up in a corner and die alone.

who tries to pretend they’re fine: both, but keith more so than lance. they eventually get to a point where lance doesn’t bother denying it when keith notices, but keith will always deny it no matter how sure lance is that he’s lying.

who tries weird/old-fashioned remedies: lance. his mom used them when he was little, so he was raised this way. keith is really just clueless.

anonymous asked:


Q: Coran - tell me a story of how you were once helpful.

Mod Allura: Me? Helpful? Never
Mod Keith: So this connects to the Shiro one. My friend had this bully who wouldn’t leave her alone for some reason and kept making fun of her accent among other things, before class started my friend was really sad about it so I stood up and started roasting her basically and she was quiet the whole time just staring at the pretty quiet kid confronting her. After that my friend got sort of anxious because she didn’t want me to get bullied too and I just replied with “Dude, I wouldn’t care” and the bully never bullied again, so yeah!
Mod Lance: well one time i was at my mom’s vet hospital and i held a sick cat while the doctor treated it

BoJack Horseman Christmas Special sentence starters

65 starters
feel free to change gender pronouns
content warning: alcohol mention

  • [singing] “Joy to the world, _____ is here! He drank up all your beer!”
  • “Oh, I’m sorry. Did I startle you with holiday cheer and good will towards man?”
  • “I just had this terrible dream that you were a person that existed and that you were in my room for some reason. And then I woke up and it was true.”
  • “Oh shit, is it, like, our anniversary of that one day that I forgot to tell you how annoying you are?”
  • “_____, it’s Christmas!”
  • “Well, don’t get too excited. I didn’t get you shit.”
  • “When you were passed out, I used your credit card to buy me this new hat. Merry Christmas to me.”
  • “_____, special holiday episodes are always stupid.”
  • “Eggs sunny-side up, just like you like ‘em. The hash has been thoroughly browned, and your pancakes have extra chocolate chips. Any questions?”
  • “I gotta say, I’ve never understood the appeal of fashionable clothing.”
  • “Trends come and go, but give me a pair of sensible winter socks, and for years to come, I can keep my footsies toasty.”
  • “What’s a… Christ… mas?”
  • “What’s a Christmas? Only the most wonderful time of the year! You hang up stockings, sing carols, and wait up for Santa Claus.”
  • “What’s a Santa Claus?”
  • “Santa Claus is the best. He’s this jolly old fat man who lives up at the North Pole, and every year he flies all over the world, leaving presents for all the good boys and girls.”
  • “We get presents just for being good?”
  • “That’s too much, man.”
  • “This Santa Clause guy sounds like a real piece of work.”
  • “I’m just trying to get ahead so I don’t have to work on Christmas this year.”
  • “Well, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were flirting with me.”
  • “Go home, _____!”
  • “Since when does Santa wear sunglasses?”
  • “Alright, _____, are you ready for the big surprise?”
  • “A tree inside the house? Now I’ve seen everything.”
  • “Are you gonna keep talking? 'Cause I’ll just pause it.”
  • “You’re getting into it, aren’t you?”
  • “You have to watch cheesy old holiday specials on Christmas. It’s tradition.”
  • “Things don’t become traditions because they’re good, _____. They become good because they’re traditions.”
  • “Still can’t believe I let you talk me into this.”
  • “But, uh, listen. I’m actually working for Santa, as one of his helpers, so anything you say to me I can relay to the big man himself.”
  • “Is there anything you want to ask Santa for? Now’s your chance. Anything you want.”
  • “I don’t think you’re getting this whole Christmas thing.”
  • “Well, I guess I wouldn’t mind a Pretty Pony Princess playset.”
  • “This is gonna be the best Christmas ever!”
  • “Are you gonna interrupt every five minutes? Because I will ask you to leave.”
  • “No one should be alone on Christmas. Did we learn nothing from John McClane in Die Hard?”
  • “I just hate that he’s making you work on Christmas.”
  • “I’m being really good just so there’s no confusion for Santa over whether or not he should make my Christmas wish come true.”
  • “And we’re sure Santa can’t bring people back from the dead?”
  • “How desperate do you think I am? You are really scraping the bottom of the barrel with that one.”
  • “You can’t have cookies without milk. That’s like Wang without the Chung.”
  • “Wow, this present shows you really care.”
  • “And cue the waterworks in 30, 29, 28…”
  • “I hate Santa Clause and I hate trees and I hate you and I hate Christmas!”
  • “_____, I screwed things up. I got so excited trying to make you excited, I forgot the true meaning of Christmas.”
  • “Christmas isn’t about getting everything you want. It’s about being around the people that care about you.”
  • “I did everything right. Why wouldn’t Santa Claus want me to be happy?”
  • “You said Santa Claus is always watching, so if he’s watching, why doesn’t he help us? Does he enjoy watching us be sad? Is that how he gets his kicks?”
  • “Are we all just pawns in Santa’s sick game? What kind of pervert is he?”
  • “Oh no, Santa’s watching us right now! I’m sorry, Santa!”
  • “You can’t be good just 'cause you think some fat guy in a red suit is gonna bring you presents. You have to be good just to be good.”
  • “Maybe it’s just because I’ve never had a Christmas before, but this is the best Christmas I’ve ever had.”
  • “Well, I guess everything turned out okay.”
  • “I know, it’s really just another day in a year full of days, nothing all that special about it other than the significance we give it, but still, I’m glad I got to spend part of the day with you, _____.”
  • “Hey, after we watch [insert name of show], can we make holiday cookies?”
  • “Can we sing carols?”
  • “Can we roast a Christmas goose?”
  • “Can we play dreidel?”
  • “Can we get a tree?”
  • “Can we be visited by three spirits?”
  • “Can we be visited by three kings?”
  • “Can we go outside and make snow angels?”
  • “What snow? It’s 72 degrees out.”
  • “Can we make driveway gravel angels?”
  • “Can we drink eggnog?”
Trust me >> V, You

This was requested by Anon ^_^ I hope you will like it

Dating an idol wasn’t easy and you had to pay for it!

Like: you weren’t always together as you hoped. He would be busy with practice and world tours while you would be busy with your studying and school.

But at least you were in love.

You were together, but at the same time you weren’t. No one could deny it’s hard. So hard and painful, but for the sake of love, any relationship could go till the end–which was a big happy  family like every happy ending.

You were ready for that, to make your relationship work forever and ever no matter what because you loved your boyfriend, Taehyung so much.  

You believed that no matter how you were away from each other and couldn’t see each other for days or weeks, that you still loved each other.

You believed that and was going to make it work. Until….

It had been days since the last time you saw Taehyung. He was working on his new album and couldn’t come home to see you or have a little time with you.

So you decided to prepare some food and bring them to him. He had always said that he loved your food the best. So you though some food would bring him more energy for his comeback.

Getting into the company building easily as you knew the password of the building, you made your way to their practice room.

On your way, you beheld a sight of Jungkook walking from the end of the hallway, approaching you.

“Ah, Jungkook!” You said excited, waving at him.

He jogged toward you as he gave you a small bow before smiling at you. “Noona~ it had been a while.”

“I know, right?” You said “I brought some food for you guys too.” You looked behind him, searching for any sight of your boyfriend. Normally Taehyung would stick up with Jungkook most of the time, so Jungkook was the only one who would know where he was. “Where’s he?”

“Who? Hyung?” Jungkook licked his lips and his eyes kept avoiding your face. “H-He’s kind of… b-busy.”  

“Busy? Where?” You asked before smiling. “I want to surprise him.”

“He’s…” Jungkook gulped, rubbing his nape, “Noona! What about meeting with the other guys, first? He will follow us soon anyway.”

“Why? Let’s just wait for him.” You said, shrugging “or surprise him.”

“Noona.” Jungkook gave you worried look. Or was it feeling bad, look?

You assumed that he was worried that his Taehyung would get angry at him or something so you smiled at him, assuring him that he didn’t have to come with you.

“He’s in the practice room, right?” You said, walking to the door and reached your hand for the knob as you opened the door. “Don’t worry Jungkook. He won’t–”    

You swallowed the salty taste in your mouth as you witness a really unpleasant sight for you.

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HI. Ok first of all I hope it’s not too late to post this lol. Uh… I’m not good expressing myself but- I just wanted to thank  all of you not only for making my dash pretty af, but for making the difference in every post. I’m so glad that (somehow) I can get to know people like you (ik it sounds kind of cheesy but leave me alone). I know that we barely talk but I hope that you guys are finishing this year with lots of happiness and love and food. My best wishes for 2016. Love you xx. (That was short compared with all the things that I’d like to say but I told you i’m not good expressing myself, what can I do¿)

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“Go for it. Whether it ends good or bad, it was an experience.“

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Nalu Week Day 2: Reunion (Yes I know this is 2 days late!! I’m sorry!!)

Pairing: Nalu

Rating: K-T (Just a few minor swears here and there)

Genre: Angst (Oh god what have I done. I did the opposite genre of everybody else. I am so sorry! This was really hard to write, but I did it!)


 This playlist may help you read through it. Anyways. Thanks for reading! Have a beautiful day <3

Dear Lucy,

“No…since when have I called her ‘Lucy’?”, the male sighed to himself before scratching out her name with the quill pen, “Let’s try this again…”

Dear Lucy,
Dear Luce,

It’s been a week since you left me. That’s 7 days, 168 hours, and 10080 minutes since you joined the stars in the sky to dance with the constellations. Happy and I haven’t really slept much since that day, and when Happy does I catch him dreaming about you. I know it’s about you because he cries and mumbles about how much he misses your hugs. I miss your hugs too, how warm and at peace they made me feel. And your smile, gods that smile that got me through everything, and even when we were at war against Zeref, you still managed to keep that blinding smile plastered on your face as if nothing could possibly go wrong. What I miss most of all, though, is your voice. What I wouldn’t give to hear your voice again, even when you yelled at me I still relished in the sound. I want to hear you get all excited about the latest book. I want to hear you sing your favorite song while you dance around your apartment in your bare feet. I want to hear you complain about how much you need for rent the next month. Now it’s just silent around here in your apartment. I lay in your bed every night in hopes that your scent will get rid of these dark feelings inside of me, but nothing helps.

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Wherever I Go

Part Ten of the “Forever” series.

Read He Doesn’t Know
Read She Knows
Read Me Too
Read Sing Me To Sleep
Read Closer
Read Let Me Hold You
Read Love Me Like You Do
Read Say You Won’t Let Go
Read In The Name Of Love

A/N: As always, thank you so much to my amazing beta @shadowandsoul
A/N2: If you want to be tagged in anything, send me an ask.

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Dean’s Point Of View 

           “Dean!” I could hear Y/N’s blood curdling scream from where I was standing in the kitchen.

           I ran as fast as I could to our bedroom. Y/N was standing in the corner, “What’s wrong?” I asked.

           She pointed to the corner I couldn’t see. As soon as I turned, I was on guard, “How the hell did you get in here?”

           Crowley smirked at me, “I have my ways, Dean.”

           “Get out,” I demanded.

           “Or what?” he chuckled, “Dean, you know I don’t take well to being told what to do. I just wanted to come and see your sweet soulmate.”

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Twice MV Meaning

I have seen a lot of comments tonight about how the zombies have nothing to do with the OOH-AHH music video and that it’s silly to have them there. I must say I have to disagree.

The song’s lyrics begin like this:

People can’t leave me alone for a single minute,
I’m so pretty,
I make everyone smitten
- - Everyone is staring at me

The singer is saying that the people around her won’t leave her alone, because she is so pretty. Just like zombies these people follow her around because she is something desirable, just like a meal to a zombie.

Some people ask “Who’s your mama?”
They take a fresh approach,
But I don’t feel a thing

- - I’m waiting for someone who can make me feel
Something like never before

These “followers” are nothing special to her. They have no substance, just like a zombie doesn’t. She wants to fall in love with someone who is more than just your average fool. (Nice touch with the small JYP diss lmao)

What to do, keep me still
Make me like Ooh Ahh Ooh Ahh
Fake, fake, empty-hearted fake
Goodbye, good riddance huh (Like OOH-AHH)

In the chorus the same idea is repeated. She wants to feel something special and tells those who can’t do it to go away. The fake, empty-hearted people are represented as zombies.

In the 9 teaser videos (that were posted last week x) the zombies tried to get the girls’ attention, but the girls ignored them because they were nothing special. They didn’t give that OOH-AHH feeling.They weren’t even scary, because these girls are so cool that the people/zombies can do anything they like, but it won’t matter. Just empty talk and threats.

In the end of the mv one of the male zombie’s heart starts to beat again and his eyes get clearer. He represents the guy who can finally give this cool girl the OOH-AHH that the others could never give. Or, he might have a chance:

I’m not a girl who gives it up so easily

The end.

anonymous asked:

Bellarke AU - Clarke and Finn are grounders. Finn is in love with Clarke. He notices that she has been leaving camp more often. He follows her one day and finds her with the Skypeoples leader Bellamy.

A/n: for some reason I am in love with the idea of Bellarke doing the whole Linctavia thing; it’s pretty cute. So if anyone wants another one of these, let me know (I’m all up for forbidden romance). Thank you for the prompt, anon!

Finn Knows

Finn didn’t understand Clarke at times. One minute, they’re having fun in each other’s company and he falls more in love with her, and the next, she’s looking up at the sky and making some kind of excuse before she leaves. Finn has never questioned Clarke on her whereabouts, let alone follow her just to see what the blonde Grounder was up to. But tonight? Tonight was a different story.

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The Rules I've Broken

Originally posted by baebsaes

Summary: Park Jimin was your typical bad boy, always having a sour attitude and flirty with everyone. You hated him, and you cursed yourself for letting him get to you, which landed you in detention. The hate seems to be one-sided, however….

A/N: I wrote this after my chem and trig exam. Let me know what you think!

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the times I think I need a special man in my life:

  • when I am lifting weights and I wish I had a spotter
  • when I make burritos and want to make two because who else is going to eat the second half of this avocado
  • when I dress up pretty and make an effort to look nice
  • when I want to watch/talk sports and no one else cares to
  • when I make breakfast food and no one is there to eat it with me and appreciate it
  • when everyone’s slow dancing at a wedding
  • when I want to watch a movie
  • when I am reading my Bible
  • when guys are hitting on me/won’t leave me alone and I can’t just say ‘I have a boyfriend’ and I have to deal with it constantly
  • when I want a big hug
  • when I want to cuddle
  • when I want him to be a part of a special event in my life happening
  • when I think of things I’d want to do for him like make him a sandwich (or do his laundry or dishes, etc)

I just have moments once in awhile where I think it’d be awesome if he was around. Or existed in my life. Someday maybe though! :)