i know this is from june but it needed to be giffed

Runaway : Jason Blossom Pt. 1

Part Two  Part Three  Part Four

request: Omg I just read your jughead imagine and it haves me thinking, can you do a one shot thing of Jason Blossom not really being dead and sneaks into the reader’s bedroom in the middle of the night or something too explain to her why he faked his death (you can make up the reason because I’m not that clever) but yeah it’s just really sad and full of fluff idk I’m weird.

requested by: anonymous

A/N: For the sake of this imagine, Polly was a one time thing for Jason and that’s why Polly was so upset, because she wanted more. Also, shoutout to @yourstrulysquid for finding this gif for me. You are a lifesaver!! This imagine went in a totally crazy direction, that could lead to a part two?!? maybe? also it’s more sad than fluffy, BUT if people do want a second part, best believe it will be fluffy as hell. love ya, xx aubree

warnings: running away, angst.

word count: 1,071

(gif not mine) gif credit: x


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Be Careful (Tony X Daughter!Reader, Peter X Fem!Reader)

Characters: Tony X Daughter!Reader, Peter X Fem!Reader

Universe: Marvels, Avengers

Warnings: Blood, getting shot


Request: Hi could you do one where the reader is Tony’s teenage daughter who’s dating Peter and she’s just the type of person everyone loves but she’s also a really good hacker and fighter so she does missions sometimes and she ends up getting shot? I really love your writing.

Originally posted by crazyneoncupcake

Originally posted by akamatthewmurdock

Peter was walking you home after your date with him. It was a normal thing for you to have dates the night before you were to go on a mission.

You were the daughter of Tony Stark, and like your dad, was extremely smart. However instead of suits and weapons, you did hand to hand combat and hacking. When Fury figured out you would hack into SHIELD’s files for fun, he signed you up before telling your father. He didn’t know whether to be mad or proud of you. At least he took it better than when he caught you kissing Peter and finding out you were in a relationship.

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Primadonna - Dean Winchester

Summary ; in which y/n is massively misunderstood and it had started to get her down. but, it only gets worse when dean, himself, decides that he can’t handle her anymore either and drives y/n into packing her bags and leaving the bunker - leaving him - potentially for good.

Pairing ; dean x reader

A/n ; please pretend that they have the men of letter’s bunker earlier on :)) gifs aren’t mine x

Warnings ; angst, language, mentions of past physical and verbal abuse, verbal abuse (?), dean being a complete asshole

Words ; 4.7k

Published ; 11th june, ‘17


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Primadonna girl, yeah
All I ever wanted was the world
I can’t help that I need it all
The primadonna life, the rise and fall
You say that I’m kinda difficult
But it’s always someone else’s fault
Got you wrapped around my finger, babe
You can count on me to misbehave

The first time you had actually heard someone spit out those strident words about you, it had been when you got back from a hunt. You had been utterly bruised and battered by those ghouls and all you wanted to do was head home and slip into a well-earned slumber, your limbs aching incessantly and your eyes struggling to stay open, but Dean had been adamant on celebrating a job well done.

You had left to visit the lady’s bathroom; you had only been gone a couple of minutes and already, they had started spewing rude comments about you. 

“Dean, humour me - how is someone like you, with someone like her?” When you faintly perceived the words flowing sourly from some hunter’s mouth, his eyebrow raised in amusement and his lips pulled into a hostile and malicious smirk, you stopped abruptly in your tracks on your way back to the table and slid sneakily behind a nearby wall instead - still able to hear their crude conversation centred around you.

Your boyfriend’s reply was muffled and your eyes subconsciously narrowed down at him from where you stood, hidden in the desolate shadows of the dusty bar. 

“But she’s such a nuisance,” Hearing their preconceived and cruel words, your eyebrows furrowed and your mouth fell agape slightly, dejected that people who didn’t even know you would voice their snide judgement about you to Dean. Upon hearing their words, vicious memories that you pushed so far down began to unwillingly resurface in your mind.

The other hunter spoke up from where she was sat at the dusky marble of the bar, perched on her seat on the other side of Dean, “Typical primadonna girl if you ask me.”

Waiting patiently, but not hearing the man you loved defend you at all, you felt your heart drop; you took a step out from being consumed by dark shadows and swallowed away the sting of tears that threatened to make their escape. 

It was like Aaron all over again, his harsh words echoing in your ears like he had only just spat them at you. Aaron was over five years ago, and still, his words affected you majorly to present day.

“You’re so controlling. Everything has to be your way or the highway! When will you quit being such a bitch? Jeez, you’re so difficult to be with,” You had just told him to stop moving the ‘ugly’ welcome mat from the front door. It had a blood red devil’s trap painted delicately to the bottom side to it. You were just trying to protect him and yourself. 

“Please, Aaron, j-just trust me. Please, just put it back by the front door; w-we don’t need to keep arguing about this,” Your voice was quiet and barely audible as your bleary eyes stayed focused on the bleak ground below you - too terrified to look into his fiery gaze.

“There you go again! Always expecting other people to do things for you! Stop being so god damn demanding and start to understand that not everyone will hand you whatever you want on a gold fucking platter!” His hand came up to run his fingers aggravatingly through his dark hair but you couldn’t help but flinch away from his abrupt action, squeezing your (y/e/c) eyes shut and bracing yourself for the callous hit.

It hadn’t been the first time that he had hit you. So, you had to hide your complete confusion when he caught you expecting the bitter and punitive slap and took an intimidating step closer - gripping at your shoulders harshly, instead. 

Your body immediately tensed up at the rough contact, nevertheless, your figure going rigid when his fingers dug nastily into your skin. “Don’t be such a fucking drama queen. I wasn’t going to hit you this time.” 

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We’re Here For You

Request: Hi, could you write a peter Parker x reader where the reader is kicked out and moves in with peter and may, and it’s fluffy thanks 

Warnings: Reader has a drunken/abusive Parent.

A/N: It’s mostly just angst so, sorry… And the gif idk…

Originally posted by spiderholland

Tears streamed down your face as you marched out of your house.Where would you go now? What would you do? You still had a job on the weekends, you still had to go to school…

Your drunken father had demanded you leave the house. And you weren’t going to argue with home whilst he was in that state.Your mom died when you were twelve, and your father had adopted a habit of constant alcohol.

You tugged your backpack further up your shoulder as you headed toward… Well- you didn’t know where. As far from your home as you could go.

As you walked by a park, you noticed a young girl with her parents. They were smiling and feeding a small group of pigeons. You breathed heavier. why couldn’t your life of been like that?
You walked by a series of pretty houses, with what seemed like hundreds of flowers decorating their gardens. Soon you approached a large building that you recognized as your friend Peter Parker’s apartment.You walked faster, hoping to avoid being seen by him.

You had so many emotions going through you. You were angry, angry at your father for kicking you out, Sad, why couldn’t you just have a normal life? You were partly relieved, because you didn’t have to worry about an angry drunk parent who could, and would, potentially physically hurt you. You were embarrassed, and worried, and sad, and scared

“Oww!” You were too lost in your emotions to notice where you were walking.


Oh no…

“Are you okay?” Peter took a step back to he could see your face better, “Are you, crying?”

“I’m fine.” You tugged your backpack up again.

“Where are you going?” He asked you, noticing how heavy your backpack was, and it seemed you were dressed for much colder weather.

“I- I don’t know..” You cried. You had never felt so vulnerable.

“Why don’t you come inside?”

He led you into his apartment.
May greeted you kindly and cheerfully, until she noticed something was wrong. She offered you a piece of Walnut Date Loaf, and told you to sit down.

You sat down next to May, and Peter sat on the chair across from you.

“Why didn’t you tell anyone?” May asked after you had told her what happened.

“I-I didn’t know that was an option,”

Peter looked completely heartbroken. He had known you for so long, and he hadn’t even noticed.

“Okay well, Peter, why don’t you go clean the guest room. Y/N’s going to be staying with us for a while,”

You turned your head to the side, “Oh, you don’t need to do that. I- I’m fine.. I’ll find someplace…” It was then that you realized how serious the whole situation was.

“Nonsense.” She stood up and patted your back.

“I’m so sorry,” Peter pulled you in for a hug.

“It’s okay, don’t feel sorry for me.”

“No, it’s not okay,” He looked at you seriously, “I know what it’s like to lose your family. But, we’re here for you.” He took your hand.You felt goosebumps go up your arm when he did so.

“Hey, as long as your staying here for a while-” His mood suddenly lightened up, “I have someone who I can force to watch Star Wars with!”



@wannabe-weasley  @ 8181pjh     @flowerprincessofcryptids

Good Morning (M)

Originally posted by teambgasm


Requested by: Anon.. Here you go sweety!!

Characters: Goo Junhoe (Junhwe, June, iKon), You (Reader/OC)

Genre: Smut and fluff

Warning/s: Dirty talking, Thigh Riding (ugh),Cunnilingus, Overstimulation, Cringing, sweaty and slick morning sex

Length: 1,968 words

Plot:   You had a hot dream with your boyfriend and he finds that out so he will make you realize that dreams do come true and they come in a better package.

I had literally no time in proofreading so I apologize about any errors :p


“Right there, baby.”  You moaned as you felt your boyfriend’s cock hit the most sensitive spot in you, causing you to press your forehead against the mattress harder. Junhoe continued his brisk pace as he fucks you from behind, his hands gripping your hips tightly that will surely appear as bruises the next morning.

“Cum for me, baby.”  He groaned when he felt your walls tighten around him.  


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Listen, I don’t know how this happened but here’s a little something involving hands, and well. You just read. And… ALT ER LOVE.

  • what if Even was passing by a jewellery (on his way to pride) with Sana, or maybe was it Magnus, and he would stop for a few minutes. Thinking out loud, you know “one day I’ll marry Isak”, but this time he’s very clear. (unlike at the hotel where he saw that scene as a dream.) Him who always seemed terrified of what the future could hold, because he would always feel a liability somehow, whether tomorrow or the next month or decade. But now he’s not afraid anymore. He can think of more than just the next minute. And of course that means he cannot imagine it with anyone else but Isak now.
  • or something ridiculously sweet… like Even would take him to an actual balcony,or NO. Their bench, that’d be even more meaningful (because hey that’s where it began! Where Isak heard that name for the first time. Where Isak touch his hand for the first time.) and say to Isak, like “in 10 years, we’ll come back here and I’ll have a question for you.” And Isak, being the smart ass that he is, would figure out right away. And he’d say something along “ No matter where our path may lead us in 10 years from now, i’ll be right here for you. With you. And you already know the answer to that question. It’s the same as today. And the next minute and the next…”
  • and Isak would joke along "and you won’t need any paper towels this time” and and Isak wouldn’t say anything just give Even his hand, as “symbolic” for that future question…. well the answer.
  • And maybe, maybe there’ll be a complete twist… One day, in like 5 or 6 years from now, as he is now working for the Nasa or something, anyway he becomes one of the smartest scientist of his generation. One evening as he comes home to Even, they do live together now, he’ll surprise Even and bring him to their bench. Remember what you told me that 21st of June …. Wasn’t it 21:21…. Look at your watch now. E: “but you know i’m never wearing a watch ba…..” I: “wouldn’t you mind wearing this for me now ?” as he’s going down on one knee, ring in hand…. Even would join him down, kneeling too, in tears. “YES YES YES. Of course yes!” As they would held both hands together.
  • (hands that were once shaking…  being held for the first time in that locker room, as so much was still new to Isak. At the beginning, Isak was very guarded, staying at distance from Even, waiting for him to make a move, to say something. And then to drop the bomb litteraly, nothing is standing in our way anymore, how frightening is that ? Exciting too but what Isak must have thought, he dropped everything, for… for little old me ? He could not believe, it was too good to be true. He’s here professing his love basically… for me ? you sure you have the right person ?? Of course those hands were shaking. Until that moment, where he saw, where he felt Even meant it. Holding his hands. Where he believed. He could be that boy, kissing more of Even in the intimacy if his bedroom, why not even one day at school… he could finally have that life. Real life. His life. Their life.)
  • So that night, it was with steady hands, Isak holds on Even’s hands. And in this minute, Even believed too.(It had been playing in his mind since the first moment he ever saw Isak.) Their reality. 
  • And it actually would be 21:21.

(i’m blaming @tocapturethisvoice aka my beloved Cris for making me “word vomit” as Cee Cee would poetically put it down ahah ALSO Julie who is still making us wait so here it is….)

The Nail: June 2017

The Nail isn’t about perfection. It isn’t about award-level contenders. It’s about seeing focus and effort and hard work radiate off of the screen. 

The Nail’s purpose isn’t to highlight genres of fics or specific ships written during a certain time frame - the sole focus is quality.

Character dimension. Writing with clever readers in mind. Solid world-building. Tension through boundaries. Crazy crisp dialogue. Incredibly tight plotting. Big emotion.

And though yours truly - nice to meet you, new folks, I’m Nash! - is editor of the list, the goal is for YOU to curate the content. 

Read more about how all this came to be, find past editions, see what factors are considered when constructing the list, and learn how to get your recommendations in HERE.

Now - on to the stories!

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A really long message @ the VLD fandom

OK but seriously though, I’m just going down the Voltron page and everyone is either complaining about Shallura dying, Allura’s ethnicity and age, Keith getting more screen time than the other paladins, or Anti-Shaladin and I’m just…Guys come on. 

Seriously, I actually have never scrolled through a page on Tumblr and seen so many complaints and shipping discourses by a fandom. I get it, not everyone is happy with what’s going on, I’m going to be honest I’m not either, I’ve felt off by a few things too. And it’s OK to have an opinion, that’s a natural part of life, but when it involves becoming an ignorant anti bent on hating every last thing in the show, I feel like that’s when we need to draw the line, stop, step back and ask ourselves: “What are we doing?”

I feel like we’re expecting too much from this show, and we’re not taking it for what it is. This show is so pure and good and I think we honestly take it for granted. The creators do what they do for this fandom, for the people watching, they spend so much of their time creating this, putting everything into this work ALL FOR US and we all just seem to hate it just because some things don’t go our way. 

We need to start appreciating more and stop hating so much, this is honestly one of my favourite shows of all time because of this fandom. I love seeing theories, head canons, gifs, and all of these amazing posts about it, I love seeing how invested everyone is. 

But I think we need to take a step back and realize what we’re doing. I know not everyone is going to agree with everything, that’s just realistic. But have you heard the saying think before you speak? That’s what I’m trying to say, we need to think about all of this hate and discourse were spreading like wildfire through our posts. Do you know how the VAs and creators probably feel seeing and being involved in some of the stuff that’s going on? We need to think about them, we need to respect them and this show, we need to have faith in the creators and stop sprinting to conclusions about everything, then turning it into a full out discourse war. They never have the intention to cause such a rif between us guys, we just do it to ourselves and then pin the blame on them. They love this fan base. We’re such an awesome fandom, but we need to start showing that more. 

And I was honestly thinking, this may be cheesy, but I feel like we should just dedicate a day to express how grateful we are towards everyone involved in the show. Express our love for them through our posts and show them how amazing of a fan base we are. Show them what amazing people they are, appreciate them, appreciate Voltron. Do it every June 10th, because that’s when the first season premiered. We just need to show them our love for once, not our hate. 

andthisiswhereifind  asked:

I need your help. This weekend I've dealt with terrible allergies, stress from school, and shitty people at work. And out of all of that, the stress of the New Jersey Devils picking Nolan Patrick or Nico Hischier with their 1st overall pick surpasses all of them. Help. What do I do?

HELLO, FRIEND. I, a human disaster of epic proportions, am not remotely equipped to deal with stress. HOWEVER, I am here for you in your time of need!


1) All About The Jersey is the SB Nation blog of the New Jersey Devils, where you can find people who are Similarly Stressed. Also, intuitive debates about who is better.



2) Here are some highlight packages for Nolan:

(also sometimes featuring John Quenneville, current Devils forward! He and Nolan played on a line together in 2015-16.)

Here are some highlight packages for Nico:

I apologize in advance for the shitty music choices.

3) You don’t HAVE to be stressed out about Nico and Nolan! Why not stress about other Devils things, like the multitude of Kovalchuk rumors, or even Shattenkirk rumors, or just this photo of Patrik Elias, which I have been crying over for like eighty years.

Scoot on, Patty. Scoot on.


*Zach Parise is not actually dead**.

**as far as I know. I’m pretty sure he might be dead inside, though.

5) Here are some ~~fun links about them and the draft!

Nico: (x) (x) (x)

Nolan: (x) (x) (x)

A general draft preview. Bob Mckenzie’s pre-season draft rankings (slightly out of date). An article about how much John Quenneville loves Nolan Patrick

And, lastly: these gifs, and a few facts that I will leave you with!

gif credit: x

Nolan Patrick doesn’t like pizza, has at least 1 tattoo, once went to a One Direction concert with Wheat Kings teammate Kale Clague, and claims to have the best hair in the WHL, even though his friend Tanner Kaspick cuts it in his basement.

Originally posted by laurafortino

Nico Hischier comes from a soccer family, is going to be the highest-drafted Swiss player EVER, is a big fan of Nintendo games (which he got?? for free??), and once did this interview, where he was asked “how he would stop himself” if he… played against himself? I will let you experience it on your own!! (x)

Good luck!!! Remember, the draft is June 23-24, with the combine coming up soon! <3

Dirty Little Secret, No More. Part 4

A/N: Hey guys, I am really really sorry it took so long to get this out, but I finally finished it and I hope you guys are going to like this part! I went a bit darker than the past chapters and I hope it makes sense. There are still flashbacks ( I know, but I wanna make sure everything adds up ) and sadly no smut- yet. But I can promise I will work some smut into this story because I know it’s needed. Other than that, thank you all for reading and then next chapter will most likely be posted after June 1st ( that’s when finals end for me ). Hope you guys enjoy!

Feedback is always welcomed!(:

Word count : 3,980

Warnings: Language, angst

part one , part two , part three 

Originally posted by avecxplaisir

S/N: I used the gif bc that hat and just this gif in general got me fucked up.

It’s been six days and no one, not a single person has come to see me besides Rick. He doesn’t even talk to me when he comes in, he just brings me food and if I need clean clothes he brings those too. I feel like a prisoner in a place where I thought my life had just begun to feel normal again. I asked him about Maggie and all he did was say she was at the hilltop, no confirmation on how she’s doing and nothing about how the baby is.

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IKON reacting to their s/o apologizing after a fight

Here you go!! *-*
~Admin Marshmallow~

Bobby: He awkwardly tries to make you feel better as he struggles to act like nothing happened.

Originally posted by its--jane

Jinhwan: He resolves the situation by joking about it and acting like it never happened. If he was upset before, seeing you cry upsets him more and he tries to cheer you up.

Originally posted by ikonis

Junhoe: He is utterly lost and speechless at first. He starts stammering as he is still very upset and doesn’t know how to handle it but regardless tries to calm you and himself down.

Originally posted by ygboys-ot11

Hanbin: *still disturbed* Don’t cry, it’s alright. It’s probably my fault as well. I think I just need some time to sort it all out.

Originally posted by hanbin-i-kon

Chanwoo: He goes silent for some time and probably feels guilty as well but then tries to lighten the mood and move on from it.

Originally posted by ikonis

Yunhyeong: He worries about you and voices his concerns by gently taking your hand and talking about what happened.

Originally posted by ygboys-ot11

Donghuk: He calmly tries to understand the situation and tries to resolve it by having a discussion with you.

Originally posted by full-ikon


“Can you do an angsty Tyler Joseph fic where they get into a fight, and it ends really, really badly?” from @theathellama .

Gif is not mine!

Word count: 1734

Originally posted by trashy-extras

“Here you are! One vanilla sundae with chocolate drizzle!” She says with a broad smile as she sets the cup in front of me with a large red spoon stuck in the dairy treat. I thank her, as she takes the seat across from me with her cookie dough cone, licking up the side to catch the drips.

On this blustery June afternoon, she insisted that we stop by this shop that makes their homemade ice cream. We both always wanted to try it, and it’s certainly living up to the expectations after I take my first bite. Of course, I wasn’t too fond of going, and I told her that. All I wanted to do was sit in my house and write songs like I have been all this week. I’ve been in a creative funk lately, so it’s more like scribbling a few words before pitching into the overflowing bin next to the desk. When she showed up on my doorstep uninvited with crossed arms and a raised brow, I knew I was going either way. But anytime I get to spend with her is valuable. Compared to her cheerful personality, mine is just dreary. While she finds something positive about every situation, I find the negative. She’s as bright as the sun, and I’m as dull as the moon during the day. But when I’m with her, I smile bigger, laugh harder, and fall deeper. Too bad, I don’t know if she feels the same, and.. maybe I don’t want to find out.

“Did Josh tell you about that party he’s having tomorrow?”

“Yeah. Dunno if I’m going. You know parties aren’t my thing.” I scoop up another spoonful.

Her bottom lip juts out in a pout. “I know, it’s just I won’t know anyone there if you don’t go, except Josh and Dylan, but I don’t know them super well like you do.”

My brows come together at the second name as I slide the spoon out of my mouth. “Yeah, not going, sorry,” I respond with a cold tone, then look back down at my sundae. Of course, what I just stated is a bold-faced lie. I know exactly who he is: Josh’s new acquaintance that he met at the skate park a few weeks ago. He’s got two sleeves of tattoos, long blonde hair that’s always pulled back into a bun, thick glasses, and to top it all off: he’s from Austrailia. That’s not the part that strikes a nerve with me. Nope, the part that drives me up a wall is if I mention a hobby of mine, he’ll claim that he does it, too, but more extravagantly. More simply, he’s one-upping me, and only me. Anytime someone else mentions something, he’ll hand them a compliment, but I have to sit in the dark while he takes away all the thunder. I try not to let it get to me, but fuck, sitting through it all the time the four of us hang out does grow old fast. Maybe he’s trying to get rid of me? A stupid thing to think, honestly, and I try not to see it that way. He could be a good guy just being friendly, but my pessimistic brain thinks otherwise.

“Why not, Tyler?”

“Told you once before, I don’t party. Besides, I need to write for the new album.”

She lets out an annoyed huff. “You need a break from writing, you’ve been at for the past two weeks! You’ll get burnt out.” She’s right, always is, but my stubbornness isn’t going away so easily.

“Well I mean, this is Josh and I’s career you’re talking about.” I retort then her brows pull together in confusion.

“Um, okay. It’s only one night Tyler. I’m not asking for you to take a month off. What’s wrong with you?”

I shake my head. “Nothing.. sorry. Can we just go, please?” I pick up the empty container, then walk over the exit, tossing it into the bin as she follows behind. She pops the last bit of the cone in her mouth, then falls in step with me to the car.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” All I do is nod in response. “Oh.. well I won’t force you to go if you don’t want to, but afterward do you want to hang out and watch movies all night? We could order pizza, take out, or whatever?”

A small smile appears on my lips. “Yeah, I’d like that. Thanks (Y/N),”

“Anything for my best friend, Ty!”

Best friend. Man, what I would give to be something more.

* * *

“Yeah, that works!” I exclaim after halfheartedly singing the new lyrics I scrawled down in my notebook. “Now, I just have to work on the actual music.” My left-hand rests against my cheek while the other taps the pencil against the book. This is pretty much what I’ve been doing since I departed the ice cream shop, this and a long nap. Too bad Josh isn’t here, this album would be finished so much faster, but he’s too busy hanging out with Dylan. Just the thought of his name halts the tapping against the desk and causes me to grit my teeth. Why does everyone like him so much? What does he have that I don’t? Better looks, more talent, a sharper tongue? I just don’t understand.

A knock on the door brings my attention away from the scribbled pages, then onto the time displayed on the bedside clock. That must be (Y/N), but why is she so early? It’s only ten, and the party only started an hour ago. Pushing my chair away from the desk, I head into the foyer then peer into the peephole to find (Y/N). However, when I open the door to greet her with a smile, it drops faster than a pen when I see Dylan step out from behind her to pull me in for a hug. I grimace at his friendliness, then pat him on the shoulder before he lets go and steps inside. My brown eyes fall on (Y/N) as she steps forward; she senses the angry held within them because she apologizes quietly. “He wanted to watch movies, too, Tyler.” No, that’s it. I can’t deal with this anymore. Dylan is not ruining any more moments for me, especially when it involves her.

“Can I talk to you please?” I mutter through gritted teeth, then grab her hand and drag her inside past Dylan, who gives us a confused look.

“The movies are in the cabinet in the living room!” She calls out to him as we enter the hallway that leads into my bedroom. As soon as the door is closed, she rips her hand away from my grasp. “What are you doing?” I let out a harsh breath then turn to face her.

“He needs to fucking leave.”

Her eyes widen at the sudden hostility that I rarely ever show. “Excuse me? Why?”

“I don’t know why you or Josh haven’t realized it yet, but I fucking hate that guy! He’s such an ass.”

“Why though? He hasn’t done anything to you, Tyler.”

I let out a small laugh. “Are you being serious right now? He treats me like shit, ever single time the four of us hang out, and I throw in my own opinion or share my hobbies or whatever, I get shut down or one-upped. Do you have any idea how that feels when it happens regularly?”

“He just joking arou-”

Joking around are you fucking kidding me? I’m sorry, I know what joking around is (Y/N), and that is definitely not it.” I hiss. “Why the hell are you even defending him for? You’ve known him what.. two-three weeks? I’ve been your best friend for years, or does that not fucking matter?”

She crosses her arms, and her voice starts to rise along with the anger. “Really Tyler, you’re melodramatic. You always blow everything way out of proportion, seeing all the negative and never the positive. Dylan is a great guy! You just need to give him a chance! And don’t you ever say that your friendship doesn’t matter! You’re vital to me.”

“Obviously not important enough when it’s apparent what side you’re on!” I swallow down the frog in my throat to try and fight off the tears brewing in my eyes. “You like him, don’t you?” I whisper.

“What?” I say it again a tad louder, and she stutters for a response. “I-I mean a little bit, why does that matter to you?”

At that moment, my heart shatters into a thousand pieces. My worst fear is a reality. That’s why she’s defending him; she actually has feelings for that prick. With a shaky breath, I point to the bedroom door. “Get out,”

“Get out? Tyler-”

“No! I’m done! I’ve tried so hard to be something more than just your friend, but now I don’t think I wanna be that anymore.”

“Don’t say shit like that! I care for you Tyler!”

“No, you don’t! Not in that way! Not in the way you like him!” My voice grows quiet for a second. “I’ll never be good enough for you.. so just get out of my life.” She opens her mouth to say something but quickly shuts it. Tears are falling onto her cheeks when she storms out of the room, slamming the door shut behind her. That’s when I fall apart, the sobs shaking my body when I fall to the ground. I hear the front door slam, and an engine roaring to life before tires squeal against the pavement.

And then she’s gone.

Dylan bested me again; he stole woman of my dreams.



Week Two: MOVIES
Week Three: BOOKS
Week Four: POETRY
Week Five: MUSIC
Week Six: COMICS
Week Eight: PODCASTS
Week Eleven: RESOURCES

Week Seven: Welcome back to the LGBT+ Masterlist Project!

Hey all and thanks for joining me for another week in the LGBT+ masterlist series. We’re nearing the end of my twelve week project, but you should know that I will definitely continue updating the entire series over time. I encourage y’all to contribute and recommend media to me by replying, reblogging with comments, or sending me a message - honestly, this project wouldn’t be half as fun to do if I didn’t have your feedback.

I must say this week was one of the most fun to do - documentaries do a great job at shedding light to even more niche issues within the LGBT+ community - like historical events such as the Stonewall Riots, a closer look at representation in the media, cases studies, and what it’s like to come out or just simply exist as an LGBT+ person in nonwestern society, are all examples. These documentaries shed light on sensitive topics without demonizing or ostracizing those in the LGBT+ community - we know this happens far too often in television, movies, and other media of the like. It was really relieving to see respectful representation this week, I hope y’all appreciate that too. I really look forward to watching these documentaries (151 in total! Wow!), especially those about the Stonewall Riots. 

Again I’d like to thank all of you who have supported me since I started this project. Y’all understand that I am merely a college student with only 168 hours a week and two hands to do what I have to do before the next assignment is given to me. This project takes a lot of time and effort, so I appreciate those who encourage and thank me for that while contributing to the discussion. That being said, that doesn’t mean I don’t need constructive criticism. I just ask you to give it to me respectfully!

Another thanks to my girlfriend @mightyachillis​ for making the gifs for the previous six posts, but now since I finally managed to get my hands on Photoshop after losing the program about seven months ago, I’m very eager to get back at and start making gifs on my own. So! Gif credit will be mine for this week and beyond. 

Here’s the set up for the next five weeks:

  • Next week: LGBT+ PODCASTS
  • In two weeks: LGBT+ YOUTUBERS
  • In three: LGBT+ HISTORY
  • In four: LGBT+ RESOURCES

With no further ado, here is my alphabetized LGBT+ DOCUMENTARIES MASTERLIST!

  • A Bit of Scarlet (1997) - Any minority craves images of itself, and this compilation of clips from Britain’s post-war cinema archives is a testament to the closeted appearances of gay characters and sentiments from filmmaking’s earliest days. With Ian McKellen as narrator and witty graphics to bridge the thematic sections, A Bit of Scarlet reveals to what lengths the film industry went to include and yet ridicule gay characters. 
  • A Drag King Extravaganza (2008) - What is a drag king? What is the Drag King Conference? Simply speaking, a drag king is a woman who dresses in a male persona for theatrical purposes. This documentary provides a reflexive look at “what is a drag king” and a personal journey inside the International Drag King Community Extravaganza (IDKE). 
  • A Jihad for Love (2008) - Fourteen centuries after the revelation of the holy Qur’an to the Prophet Muhammad, Islam today is the world’s second largest and fastest growing religion. Muslim gay filmmaker Parvez Sharma travels the many worlds of this dynamic faith, discovering the stories of its most unlikely storytellers: lesbian and gay Muslims. A Jihad for Love was filmed in 12 countries and nine languages and comes from the heart of Islam. Looking beyond a hostile and war-torn present, it reclaims the Islamic concept of a greater Jihad, whose true meaning is akin to ‘an inner struggle’ or ‘to strive in the path of God’ - allowing its remarkable subjects to move beyond the narrow concept of Jihad as holy war.
  • A Simple Matter of Justice (1993) - A powerful and moving piece documenting the lesbian, gay and bisexual movement in the early 1990s, A Simple Matter of Justice expresses all the emotions of the joyful protest that was the 1993 March on Washington. Sections on civil rights, AIDS and health care, the military and families are woven together from coverage of the music, comedy, speeches and marchers. A must-see for LGBTQ History.
  • A Sinner in Mecca - Challenging Faith in the Face of Adversity (2015) - For a gay filmmaker, filming in Saudi Arabia presents two serious challenges: filming is forbidden in the country and being gay is punishable by death. For filmmaker Parvez Sharma, however, these were risks he had to assume as he embarked on his Hajj pilgrimage, a journey considered the greatest accomplishment and aspiration within Islam, his religion. On his journey Parvez aims to look beyond 21st-century Islam’s crises of religious extremism, commercialism and sectarian battles. He brings back the story of the religion like it has never been told before, having endured the biggest jihad there is: the struggle with the self.
  • After Stonewall (1999) - In 1969 the police raided the Stonewall Inn, a gay bar in New York City’s Greenwich Village, leading to three nights of rioting by the city’s LGBT+ community. With this outpouring of courage and unity the Gay Liberation Movement had begun. After Stonewall, the sequel to Before Stonewall, chronicles the history of LGBT+ life from the riots at Stonewall to the end of the century. It captures the hard work, struggles, tragic defeats and exciting victories experienced since them. It explores how AIDS literally changed the direction of the movement. The two films, Before & After, tell the remarkable tale of how LGBT+ people, a heretofore hidden and despised group, became a vibrant and integral part of America’s family, and, indeed, the world community.

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Distractions - A drabble

A drabble based on this series 

Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Word Count: 543

Originally posted by loveblushes

The metal knob turned as you unlocked the door to Yoongi’s apartment. It was that time of the week when you’d go over to his place and clean for him since he was too busy worrying about his trainee assignments to care for the hygiene of his residence. 

It wasn’t too late, probably around seven in the evening, and that’s why you were surprised to find Yoongi sitting criss crossed at his low rise table in the middle of the one room apartment. He looked comfortable sitting down in his his sweats and hoodie. In his hand was a pen, and in front of him were a bunch of papers. You assumed he was writing more lyrics down.

“Yoongs? You’re home, already?” 

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Junhoe as Your Husband

So here’s your request!! GOO JUNHOE AS YOUR HUSBAND.


  • We all know how much he loves himself but when he found a girl that he thinks she can handle him (and his sassy behaviour), he’ll love you with all his might. He might be sassy af but he’ll show you his sweet and romantic side when he’s with you. Just wait for it.
  • He will really like when you wore a dress that he bought for you. 
    • “See yeobo, I never failed to dress you up.”
    • “How about I bought our daughter IF WE HAVE ONE, a dress so my girls can wear the same dress.”
    • “So you want to have a child, now?”
    • “No, that’s not what I mean.”
    • And he continued, “I want to spend our time alone, doing this and that, after that, we have to make a child!!!!!!!”
    • When you just, “we. have. to. make. a. child. …. ?!??!?!??!??!?!?”
    • He giggled and put you on his lap, hugging you tight.
  • He’ll try those cheesy pick up lines like, 
    • “your lips is so lonely, would they like to meet mine?” OMGFUCK
      • And he’ll cringe because of his embarrassment when you just, “Shut the fuck up kid.” and end up kissing one another.
  • But sometimes you’re the one who told him, “yeobo, you should call a police!!” and he’ll be like, “WHY WHY?!?!”
    • “Because I think your handsome face is killing me”
      • Yeah eventhough he liked it so much, it’s too cheesy to handle.
  • When you decided to bought another funiture for your house, there will be an argument between you and him. You want the light color, but he wants the darker color. You backhugged him, “Baby pleasee~” as you rub his stomach.
    • “We’ll take the light color.” He talked to the furniture guy.
    • He’ll look at you and say, “I hate you so much.”
    • You’ll kiss him, “Babe I hate you too!!!!!!!” And laugh.
  • He’ll nag at you ALL DAY when you don’t eat, or don’t want to eat.
  • He’ll ask endlessly about what you want to eat, where you want to eat and all of those stupid stuffs.
  • He doesn’t need a skinny wife bcs he fell in love with your soul at the first place. He doesn’t think about your body that much. As long as you’re still good in bed.
  • Endless suprise for his wife. Eventhough it’s just about his existence.
    • “Hey babe I’m here. Surprise!”


  • You stepped out from your bathroom door.
    • “Babe…”
    • “What is it, yeobo?” He will look at you that instant.
    • “You….. have…. to…. look…” You handed him the pregnancy test.
  • He’ll blink a few times, trying to accept the reality that he will SOON become a dad.
  • He’ll smile at you proudly and his mouth would let out, “Indeed, we’re so amazing that night.” He winked at you

“I want to hug and kiss you right now but I don’t want to press our baby. What should I do?”

  • When you finally wake up after being unconsious for 6 hours or something and you found your husband looking at you at the corner of the hospital room with his brightest smile as you feel a severe pain in your stomach area. He said,
    • “Babe, congratulation to both of us. It is a baby girl. She’s as beautiful as you. Indeed I have two amazing girls on my hand.” He will massage your hand and place a kiss on your forehead.


Word Choice, Iain MacLeod and Fandom Fatigue OH MY!

I had the joy of being up when the magazine posted their two-week advance spoilers. As expected nothing new it’s, but the panic in the fandom stayed the same. I would say it was because it was so late but then I remembered it was 7 am and not 2 am.


Here are my thoughts on quite a few topics I saw come up from 2 am to about 3:30 am.  

(Nobody cares about your opinion Amanda) (Shut it. I’m writing this to get my feelings out because I have work to do and it’s distracting me.)

No, I’m not talking to myself now. *eye twitch* Let’s begin!

I broke this down into four topics:

1) Word Choice

2)Rebecca and Iain MacLeod

3) The ‘Infamous’ One Hour Episode

4) Fandom  Fatigue

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Chris Evans Imagine


It was the day before Chris had his birthday and you had planned a perfect day, from breakfast in bed to a game of his beloved Patriots. Doing all this while you were over 8 months pregnant was hard so you asked Scott to help. And he was more then happy to help also because he got to go to the game with Chris. 

So here you were looking at all the new ideas for breakfast meals and the boys sat in the living room. The sound of them laughing made you smile. Then a small pain hit you in the belly. You let out a small yell that got their attention

“(Y/N) are you okay?” before you could answer Chris another hit you and now even harder making you yell out again. They bot jumped over the couch and ran to you. 

“What is it?” both of them asked with a full on panic in their voices.  You looked at Chris and your facial expression said everything. Something was not right. They decided to take you to the hospital instead of calling the ambulance in fear they would be taking a long time to get to the house. Scott was driving and Chris held you as from time to time you yelled out  in pain. 

“Breath baby. Breath. everything will be fine” Chris tried to calm you down and looked at Scott and telling him with his eyes how actually scared he was himself. 

The hospital was slow that evening and you thanked God for that. When you were taken in they gave yo a privet room just as Chris had ordered. They checked how much time you had till the actual birth. Chris stayed by your side, while Scott called both of your families and telling what is happening.

“It’s going to be few more hours until you are ready to give birth. You will have contractions and the will get more painful, but just remember to breath. I’ll be back in an hour to see where are we at.” the doctor left you and Chris as another contraction hit you. Chris jumped up next to you and held your arm.   

“You are doing good. I love you”Chris said as you relaxed back into the bed. Scott came into room with ice cubs and information about the families. 

“ Okay so I called everyone who needs to know about this. And a lot of them are here already”he said giving you the ice cubs “but I’m not letting them in. They will be a hand full right now.” Chris nodded in agreement 

“Can you let mine and your parents in?“ you tried to calm your breathing and stay focused. When Scott came back with the parents you broke into tears. 

“Oh honey” both your mom and Chris’s mom said coming by each side of the bed. “You are doing amazing” for some odd reason that did make you feel better. Chris saw you were having a moment with the moms so he got up and was about to leave but you held on to his hand. 

“Please don’t leave me” you begged as contractions hit you again.  

“Never. I will never leave you” he said about the moment and life in general. Chris has always wanted kids and he was not going to miss the birth of his first child. He was scared out of his mind but he knew he had to keep calm for you. 

“We are ready.” the doctor said and you were now being pushed to the delivery room. 

“Chris?” you panicked as they pushed you and you had lost sight of Chris. He jumped back to your side and held your hand. 

“I’m here baby. I’m here.” 

It was a long and hard labor. There were moment you thought you would just give up or even die. The medicine didn’t do all that much to you, but having Chris by your side and the image of the future you were about to have made you feel stronger and finally you gave birth to a beautiful baby boy named Steve. You laid in your bed and held your baby, tears were in your eyes, all joy tears. It sure was a great feeling to be a mom. Chris had came back to the room and watched you smile and talked to the baby. You finally noticed him and nodded for him to come closer. As he walked you saw flowers in his hands. 

“What are those?” he lifted them up and put in a vase next to the bed.

“Got you some flowers. I have no idea what kind of a gift you get for a women you gave birth to a baby.” he sat next to you and looked down at his son. 

“I should get you a gift.” Chris looked at you confused and took Steve from your hands. “It’s your birthday Chris” he looked at the clock it was 4 a.m on June 13. He smiled, kissed your head and then Steves. 

“You gave me a  son for my birthday, you officially don’t have to get me anything for any of my birthdays.” 

“well happy birthday Chris” you kissed him. You both couldn’t stop smiling at the beautiful child yo both had made. Steve moved around in his hands, then stretched out one of his hands and slowly wrapped his little baby hand around Chris’s finger. You watched as Chris let out a joy filled tears. and whispered to the baby 

“I love you so much. I will always love you, no matter what you decide to do or who you decide to be in life. I will always love and support you.”  he kissed his son on his small, warm head. 


I heard y'all like caterpillars.

1 & 2: If these tawny emperors asked for my life savings I would drop everything and go to the bank. If they needed a kidney, I’d carve mine out with a box cutter. I would forego weeks of sleep to ensure they were happy (OH WAIT)

3: Chrysalis Watch status: 5! Did you know chrysalises will shake violently if they sense danger? Mounting these was basically a series of jump scares. I screamed every time, and yesterday when they were especially bad, I curled up in the fetal position the corner of my kitchen until I could breathe again.

4 & 5: Io moth molt day! Batch 2 (19 caterpillars, photo 4) are now 4th instar, batch 1 (10 caterpillars, photo 5) are 5th instar. That might be the last one before they pupate! I need to look into it–they make cocoons from leaf litter so I’ll want to prepare :3

6 - 8: Introducing a grass skipper caterpillar! I found this poor baby on my back patio yesterday morning. I looked him up and he eats St. Augustine (my mortal enemy in grass form). He is also a champion at camouflage.

9: The grass skipper caterpillar will probably become one of these. Which one? No idea.

June 9, 2017

Other Than Me

**credit to original owner of gif  ヽ(^◇^*)/

pairing: jungkook x reader (+ yoongi)
word count: 2.1k
request: Can I request a scenario where you’re dating Yoongi but Jungkook has a crush on you and Yoongi lets Jungkook have his way with you whilst he (Yoongi) watches? +  june writing challenge day twelve
a/n: i’m low key really feeling yoongi rn, like I was just siting in the car today thinking damn… he’d be great as a boyfriend and thus I realised I may have a thing for him

~ smut warning ~

“Wait… you were serious?”

You feel your hands tense, nails digging into the skin on your palms when you see Yoongi pulling Jungkook into the bedroom with a little force. You look between the two, but the scarlet cheeks that are on Jungkook and the smirk on Yoongi’s face gave it all away. “Of course I was serious, babe. You think I like to joke around when it comes to sex?”

“Yoongi, I think that you should wait until you’re like, completely sober before you say that this is something you want me… I mean us- uhm – Jungkook and I – to do.”

“Firstly, I’m completely sober right at this moment in time,” Yoongi tells you, leaving Jungkook’s side and trudging to a chair that was opposite the king sized bed in the middle of the room. He leans back on the chair, his eyes hovering over you for a moment before he looks into your eyes and cocks his head to the side, a smile on his lips seeming much more wicked than before. “And I know what I want you two to do. I see the way that he looks at you and seeing as I’m a great friend, I thought I’d let him have a taste of you. What do you say, Jungkook?”

Your widened eyes travel to Jungkook, his irises blown wide as he watches you with his lips slightly parted. His eyes are on yours until Yoongi calls his name again, trying to get an answer for his question. “Well, Jungkook – do you want to fuck my girlfriend or not?”

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I’m back motherfuckers! Whoo boy! I just watched 4 & ½ hours of Mystery Science Theater 3000 The Return with 5 of my friends while celebrating my 23rd Birthday and I couldn’t feel better! Fuck, I’m still pumped up. Now that I’m older I didn’t expect much presents so I didn’t ask for any. But I still got a shit ton of nerdy stuff. I have too many new comics to read. Which is the best problem. So that’s a plus. Tomorrow I will begin queueing posts. So you may or may not see a new headcanon Sunday but you will definitely see some Monday. This break was just what I needed. You know you took a good vacation when you start to miss the things that made you busy. But for real I am so glad I got a chance to relax.

I feel so energized. I don’t have class until June so I can finally write those essays I am constantly talking about. Which comics inspired the Suicide Squad movie. I know it’s incredibly late and probably won’t be a popular post. But I said I’d do it and honestly I hope you read the books I recommend because they frankly do a better job than the movie.

TBH guys when it comes to movies it takes a lot to disappoint me. The only superhero movie that I almost walked out of was Fant4stic. And that was just an almost! Like I defended BVS when it first came out. But now that I cooled off I see a lot of major flaws with it. Suicide Squad too. I still genuinely find good qualities in both movies. What I’m getting at is my new game plan for hyping up DCEU films. 1) I will always strive to see it opening weekend, Thursday ideally. 2) Afterwards my usual enthusiastic urging to see the film. 3) I should include various critic accumulated number ratings (rotten tomatoes/IMDb/metacritic). Just for like comparison. I want to do that because I know I will undoubtably be excited about the movie I don’t want you to feel like I’m blowing smoke up your ass. Also I’m not gonna give an actual movie review nor will I link to other movie reviews. This is obviously in preparation for Wonder Woman’s debut. Which I’m not gonna say anything because I don’t wanna jinx it. But you know how important this movie is.

Also I still wanna write an essay on DC Comics and United States patriotism. This will be a commentary on patriotic themes in DC superheroes. I will try my darnedest to keep my personal opinions out of it and try to analyze what DC Comics says about the U.S.A. This essay will tackle characters like Uncle Sam, Freedom Fighters, Prez, Steel, and many others. I am hoping to get that published on the 4th of July.

Also I am overdue for changing my GIF. Which scene from The Judas Contract should I use?