i like shit to be bright ok


Ok I’m bored so ima tell y’all a wild ass story that happened to me first semester of my college experience; the story of when I got laced by a wild thot with some CRACK. Let’s get into the tea gorls

So I went to art school for communications design. I dont go there no more because it was hella racist, but a different story for a different day. The campus I went to was way up north, in Utica. Never heard of it? Didn’t think you would. Just imagine if the worst neighborhood in Detroit was an entire town with like no people and cows. I don’t know about y’all but at my school we had this thing called late night where we get snacks and shit in the cafeteria after dinner. I was one of 6 black boys in my entire school so it was always dry. So this particular late night I had got a pink wig and started fucking around and giving these crackers some life to entertain myself. My extra ass being who I was did stand-up for the entire night. Since it was early in the school year tho I aint really have no solid friends, so the people who I was gonna go smoke with finished their food and left me like some fucking snakes. When I was done I was deep in my feelings lol because bitch…..you gon spark up…..without me???

I was like “y’know what idgaf, I don’t need you niggas” because I’m likable, right? I could talk to anyone I wanted and make friends. That’s what my dumb ass thought even though I knew damn well these all were some back woods ass white people from Cousin Fucker Nowhere. So I’m standing in front of the dorms like “ok, if I was a white person who loved giving free weed to negroes, what would I look like?” and as though Satan himself heard me, this girl wearing dem Jerusalem B.Cs (you know what I’m talmbout) and a bright jacket that had to be from the thrift store because it smelled like pickled dick and horse radish extract walked past. I was like DING DING DING, gotcha Becky!! So I was like “omg hi sis, I always see you in class and I think your style is so cool blah blah” and all that fake shit. Naturally Linda felt gassed af and immediately offered to let me smoke with her. Yeah, yah boi got it like that.

But mama ain’t raise no fool and I seent Get Out so I don’t go nowhere with a white person without at least one other poc with me. So this couple I’m good friends with now was walking out of the dorms, we just gon call them Peanut & Jelly. They were quiet and both shy people so they didnt hang out much yet. They were also native and latino which was good enough for me so my loud ass was like “Aye, y’all smoke??” it’s 2017 so of course they smoke and I invite them to come smoke some of Margret’s weed. Consider it reparations. Since they ain’t have no friends they were happy to come join us. Smh y’all if you see this I’m so sorry I got y’all into this lmao. Anyway Trisha was like “Super duper the more the merrier, let’s go :))” with her wild ass. But I remembered I still had some of my own weed left so we ran to my room and got it, but I ain’t have no bag to carry it in. So Ingrid said “Oh, I have a bag you can put it in” and pulled out this ashy ass ziploc bag. RED FLAG NUMBER ONE. But my clueless ass thought she just had some plaster or some shit in there before since we went to an art school. Smdh.

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Shortly before we depart Peanut and I are getting everything together and making sure there’s no smell. While this is happening Jelly watches Rebecca spread some “dust” on her gums. RED FLAG NUMBER TWO. This nigga thought it was candy dust or something. No one in this equation is particularly bright. But anywhore, we started making moves to this parking lot/roof that we usually hung out at. I was hoping my friends fake asses would be there so I could ditch Jill’s ass. Peanut & Jelly I ain’t mind because they were cool once you got them to talk. I could tell they weren’t feelin Harriet tho lol and tbh neither was I but would your ass turn down a completely free spark up??? Didn’t think so. We get to the roof finally and I start checking my jacket to find I forgot my mini bong in my room. So Elizabeth is like “Oooh awesome we can smoke out of my pipe!” and I’m like lol you bougie ass bitch just call it a bowl. But my fake ass just said “Litty gorl, load that shit up!” thats exactly what I get. She starts loading her “pipe” up and I notice both my weed and hers lookin a lil ashy. AND THATS RED FLAG NUMBER THREE

It’s like 11 at night tho and we only had street lights so I didn’t wanna call Susan out and end up lookin a fool if it was nothing. So I just let her do her thing and pull out my lighter so we can make it do what it do ya feel? So we smokin and I’m having a pretty good time. I feel proud of myself and shit for scamming little Mary Ellen and getting a full spark up after my niggas rolled out on me. I’m like “haha bitch you did that and you high as fuck”. Me being the funny nigga I am in my head, I make myself laugh. Then I realize for someone who smokes pretty regularly and only had two hits, I was already shmizzed for some reason. I look over at Peanut & Jelly and both them niggas lookin like

“Already??? Huh, that’s weird”, young nigga Kam thought to himself. But once again it was free weed so I shut my Nancy Drew ass up and let it go. Debra passes the “pipe” to me and I hit it harder this time because I ain’t pay for it so ima get mines. Because I hit it so hard I kinda taste it and bitch, that shit tasted like Mary J. Bliges leather boots and plastic. So I’m like “yo Amanda, what’s good with your bowl the weed taste weird?” And it ain’t like weed has a particularly good taste but I know it damn sure don’t taste like that. Emily proceeds to say “I don’t think anything’s wrong with the weed, might be the other stuff tho” As soon as she said that shady shit Peanut and I’s heads snapped to look at her like “Bitch….what other stuff??”

Jelly at this point is checked the fuck out, like this nigga is walking through space or some shit. That might just be him tho cause that nigga always acts weird when he high smh. That ain’t the point tho. This raggedy Ann ass hoe starts giggling and laughing like someone said something fuckin funny. I’m sitting there confused and high as shit still got the fucking pink wig on, Peanut got her ass riled up and with good reason because we both know we just asked ole girl a question. So Peanut says one more gain “Did you put some shit in the fucking weed?”. By now I think Amber realizes the joke is nay and she’s close to getting stomped out. Here comes the climax of the story y’all. This bitch gon roll her eyes like we being extra and say “lol it’s fine, we just smoked out of my crack pipe and I haven’t cleaned it yet” When I tell you the entire world went silent, I heard SZA wheezing into her microphone miles away. My ass, Peanut ass, and even Jelly incapacitated ass was all like


Jelly just started laughing like he just heard the funniest thing ever in his whole life. Peanut was staring at Tina like she was preparing her alibi for the police when they find that lil girl’s body. And me, you ask? I was just thinkin bout my girl Whitney. Like sis, is this how it started for you? I was looking at Rachel all hurt. Et tu Becky? All a nigga wanted was some weed and now my ass sitting on a roof high off crack. Suddenly time returns to normal and the only thing my faded ass can muster is a “Pardon me???” Helen continues to chuckle like she Tiffany Haddish up in this bitch and tells us that she smokes crack and weed out of that bowl sometimes, and that we had placed the collective weed in her coke bag. Jelly stupid ass still in the corner laughing to keep from crying because I knew that baby voiced nigga was scared. I’m so astounded at this point that I can’t even drag this wild ass bitch. Peanut however, is not me. Lort I never seen anyone but my momma yolk somebody up so fast! She smooth slid across that asphalt like

Grabbed Ellie, and said “BITCH HAVE YOU LOST YOUR FUCKING MIND?? ARE YOU SERIOUS??” and started shaking that bitch like she was tryna give her shaken baby syndrome. Jelly managed to get himself together enough to try and keep his girl from going to jail. What was I doing? Well I knew I had a choice, I could help Peanut throw Taylor off the roof, or I could help Jelly keep our good sis from catchin a charge. So I chose the smartest option. MY ASS STARTED TO HIT FOOT.

That shit wasn’t none of my business no more!! Bitch the link up is over! The deck is DONE. I could already hear my momma belt whoopin my crack head ass in my mind, no thank you ma’am! My black ass was done for the night. As I’m running back towards campus I hear footsteps behind me. I turn around to find Jelly running behind me, dragging Peanut along by the hand. Chloe however, is nowhere to be found. I ain’t stop running tho. Was it fear, was it anger, was it the adrenaline pushing me to run? Nah I was on crack so it was prolly that lol. We run until we’re two blocks away from campus and I’m finally too tired to run, which surprised me because I always assumed crackheads were just like the enegizer bunny. So we’re catching our breath and I’m tryna keep from falling over because I feel hella whoozy, but I manage to ask “What happened to Bobby?” Peanut proceeds to tell me she took one good fist, and dropped Katy like a bad habit. I was proud of sis too because she’s twig thin and I thought she was meek af. We start walking back to the dorms and all 3 of us are just silent. Ain’t nobody got shit to say bitch we on crack. Peanut and I lived 2 doors down from each other so they go in her room and I go in mine after we say our good nights. I go in my room and my roommate is there with his boyfriend. Immediately my roommate is like “lol you’re high af” and my overly trusting ass gon tell him “This girl laced the weed with crack”. This cracker ass bitch gon look at me and say “oh really…..are you ok?” like I just got into a small argument. Like nigga….I GOT LACED WITH CRACK DO I LOOK OK???

So I sit down and start watching videos on my laptop to try and distract myself from my anxiety because a nigga was SHOOKT to the core. My roommate and his boyfriend were just watching me like I was a good ass episode of something. I don’t blame ‘em tho, I looked wild af. I was twitching, teetering, and sweating like shit even though it was late September in upstate New York. Now this fake ass bitch gon take a snapchat video of my crackhead ass trippin and put it on his story for everyone to see. Needless to say after that day ain’t nobody fuck with Molly ever again. One good thing did come out of it tho, Peanut, Jelly, and I became real tight after that. And what became of Becky you ask? She made sure to steer clear of all 3 of us and my friends lol because they threatened to cut that hoe. Moral of the story children? Don’t trust white people.

i live for isak calling even baby?? let’s talk about it more. 

  • the exasperated “baby” on the rare mornings when even doesn’t cook him breakfast because they’re both too exhausted by the night before (seriously, isak made even play fifa until 1am before he could admit that he sucks and no matter how many games they play, isak will always lose). even takes the last of isak’s cocoa puffs, and shit, isak had actually been looking forward to them?? but alas, he’d stepped out of the shower a minute after even, and his cereal stealing boyfriend had struck (even steals his clothes his heart and now his chocolatey cereal too?? isak has half a mind to break up with him). isak’s pouting at even, and even feels so bad for him that he offers isak some of the cereal. but even’s the kind of guy who pours his cereal into his milk and gulps it all down at once, and isak is very particular about only pouring a little bit of cereal into his milk at a time, so he just turns up his nose at even’s gross soggy abomination. 
  • isak hates hates hates waking up in the morning, and trying to figure out how to get isak up when they both have school is just trial and error. isak would appreciate it. it’s like a scientific experiment, except it’s one where the consequence would be an armful of grumpy boyfriend and no kisses until at least 10 o’clock. even has tried everything from blasting nas at full volume, to getting magnus in there to say something stupid because isak’s reflex is to drag him, but he’s found out that the most effective method is to pepper isak’s face with kisses until he blinks awake groggily, because he’ll pout, and he’ll say, “goddammit, baby,” like he’s actually annoyed, but he’s giggling so hard that even’s not buying it. 
  • the boys make fun of it so much!! the first time even laughs at him for dipping a chocolate chip cookie into nutella at lunch, isak says, “don’t fucking judge me baby you literally only make recipes with sour cream” magnus parrots “baby?? baBY??” jonas and mahdi are waggling their eyebrows so suggestively that isak blushes bright red. he tries to stutter out an excuse, like, “that’s not what i said. i said maybe?? KB?? bey bee?? haha i just like the concept of beyonce in the bee movie ok that’s totally what i meant.”
  • of course even ruins it all (because that’s all he’s good for) when the whole gang is getting kebab after school and isak can’t get his shit together because he didn’t really sleep last night and he’s spilling his food all over the table. even leans over with a pile of napkins and scoops it all up with a fond “baby” and a chaste kiss to the lips. the boys go fucking wild. 
  • they always leave each other with a peck on the cheek before separating for classes - and as much as isak wants to pull even closer until they’re intertwined, until they’re causing a scene for those fucking dance chicks he can tell are watching them - he knows he’s not ready for that yet. it’s soft and sweet, just a brush of his lips as he whispers, “bye, baby, see you after school.” it still gives isak a rush when he remembers that even will keep coming back to him, and no matter how long they’ll spend apart - whether it’s school cockblocking them, or when even has bad days  and refuses to let isak come over - they’ll always end up like this, safe in the circle of each other’s arms. 

also thanks to @strangetowns​ i can’t get even’s obsession with sour cream out of my head 

anonymous asked:

I know requests are closed but can we have some like cute fluffy smutty niall blurb? Where you guys go on vacation for the first time as a couple?


A/N: What happens when Niall goes to Ibiza and my disgust with Goulet peaks???  This.  Shout out to my girls for helping me work out the kinks!

When Niall suggested a quick getaway to Ibiza you were ecstatic.  When he also told you a gaggle of Devines and Matt Goulet would be along for the ride, you immediately refused to go.

“Babe c’mon!  Goulet’s got this hook up for a private yacht and Deo’s really excited to see Dua Lipa.”  Niall was close to begging, his big blue eyes pleading while he made his most pathetically adorable puppy face at you.

You groaned and slumped back into the couch dramatically.  “Fine.  But I’m not speaking to Goulet the entire time we’re there.  And if I hear him name drop you one time I’m totally kicking him in the throat.” You crossed your arms defiantly and set your mouth in a deep pout.  A wide smile broke out across Niall’s face and his eyes lit up with excitement.  He draped himself over your body and peppered kisses across the soft skin of your jaw and neck until you were a giggling mess underneath him.  When you finally caught your breath he pulled back and pressed a sweet kiss to your lips.  

“S’gonna be sick darlin’, no interviews, no schedule.  Just sun, drinks, swimming, and music.”

You quirked your head slightly, a question bubbling up before you could really think about it.  “Wait.  Why is Deo so excited to see Dua Lipa?  I didn’t know he was into her music.”  Niall rolled his eyes and sighed.

“He thinks they might be soulmates ‘cause her name is Dua and his name is Deo.”

“Niall.  Please tell me you’re fucking joking.”

“Hand t’God.  Told me that himself.”

You closed your eyes and tried to comprehend the adorable idiocy of Niall’s cousin.  Unfortunately there was no way around it, Deo had outdone himself on this one.  “Ok, but that’s not even his real name and - you know what?  I don’t even have a response for that.  Fucking Deo.”

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I was thinking about Wolfgang’s Tinder profile (as one does) and I was completely and utterly lost. What would it even say?!

- Conan watcher. Enjoys making keys with friends and pissing off my murderous family.

- Likes: karaoke, swimming and getting busy. Dislikes: talking a lot and wearing clothes. Hates: Whispers and my idiot cousin Steiner.

- Looking for fun, not a relationship - unless you’re a brown badass who likes to blow shit up as much as I do.

- FUCK YOU! Literally.

- *Profile consists entirely of an uncaptioned selfie of him in a black shirt staring intensely into the camera*

- Will love you forever if you’re a smart and kind scientist who has a dark side, and if you’re married to someone else, and if you look hot in heels and bright colours… and if your name is Kala Dandekar. Basically I love Kala Dandekar. You’re all substitutes for her. If you’re ok with that, I’m DTF.

BTS Reactions to their gf wanting to be dominant


Jhope wouldn’t mind at all. He liked being submissive toward you it turned him on being told what to do although he would be a bit sad not being able to touch you whenever he felt like it. “I love that idea Jagi, Lets get that plan into action ;)”.


Once you told him it took him a minute to process all the possibilities and what would happen. I find him pretty dominant so this would not be the greatest thing in the world for him but he would definitely give in. “Idk if i’ll like it but it’s never to late to try” V:

Taehyung would DEFINITELY say yes and would want to try right away. He loved it when you shared new idea’s that spiced up sex in the bedroom. So if your happy he’s happy you make him happy everyday so. “your into that, well SHIT JAGI LETS DO IT NOW”

Rap Monster:

Like suga would have to think about it. Namjoon is very dominant and would not be giving up his place, even if it was for one night. He would say yes but he was gonna pay back more than what you are going to give him. “Sure Jagi we can do it, but only for 25 minutes”


Jimin is to me a submissive guy. So I’m guessing you being dominant is pretty normal, at least half of the time. “Anything for my little cupcake”


Once you told him a bright and slightly seductive smile crept onto his face. He quickly picked you up bridal style and pecked you on the lips. “Lets do it baby”


Jin would seriously lose his shit. He would be saying shit like “WHAT REALLY”, “YOU SERIOUSLY WANT TO DO THAT”. He would love the idea and will do everything you asked. He loved it the rush was amazing. Ok if you know what song that is dm me we need to be bffs

Thank you so much for the support and sorry I haven’t been posting often, school has been stressing me out but I’m really glad I get the chance to make these. REALLY HOPE YOU NI🅱️🅱️A’S LIKED IT THOUGH

djshomeofhell  asked:

OK SO I LIKE MADE A POST ABOUT THIS, but Richie would totally wear really fucking bright obnoxious 90's sweaters and shit all the time? Like for Christmas he sees like this section of clearance ugly Christmas sweaters and buys like 5. Eddie is disgusted. (Except for when he wears yellow, because lemme tell u, Richie Tozier look like a god in yellow) Eddie of course secretly steals some of Richie ugly sweaters and sleeps in them because he loves the smell of his boyf and it's soft af??

richie always buys oversized sweaters for himself because he loves how they feel but he also buys them XXL just for when eddie steals them and he sees his tiny boyfriend standing there in his boxers and this massive jumper and richie doesn’t know if he wants to ravish him or cuddle him 

Rereading Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince: Chapter Seventeen - A Sluggish Memory

sorry im late but tbh what else is new

Mrs. Weasley dissolved into tears at the moment of parting. Admittedly, it took very little to set her off lately; she had been crying on and off ever since Percy had stormed from the house on Christmas Day with his glasses splattered with mashed parsnip (for which Fred, George, and Ginny all claimed credit).

1. FUCK U PERCY FOR MAKING MAMA WEEZY CRY 2. forever and always living a fred&george appreciation life (+ginny in this case too. she cool.)

“Promise me you’ll look after yourself… Stay out of trouble…”
“I always do, Mrs. Weasley,” said Harry. “I like a quiet life, you know me.”

lol ok harry, that was cute.

- omg hermione changed the gryffindor common room password to ‘abstinence’ and i am CACKLING. passive aggressive hermione is the BEST

- do you ever just sit and think about what your life would be like if you could apparate? just me? ok nevermind.

“I hear you met with the Minister of Magic over Christmas?”
“Yes,” said Harry. “He’s not very happy with me.”
“No,” sighed Dumbledore. “He is not very happy with me either. We must try not to sink beneath our anguish, Harry, but battle on.”
Harry grinned.

did i mention that i am completely and totally in love with albus dumbledore? well i am.

“He accused me of being ‘Dumbledore’s man through and through.’”
“How very rude of him.”
“I told him I was.”
Dumbledore opened his mouth to speak and then closed it again. Behind Harry, Fawkes the phoenix let out a low, soft, musical cry. To Harry’s intense embarrassment, he suddenly realized that Dumbledore’s bright blue eyes looked rather watery, and stared hastily at his own knees. When Dumbledore spoke, however, his voice was quite steady.
“I am very touched, Harry.”

this was so uncalled for. i feel personally victimized by this passage. IM NOT CRYING OK FUCK YOU YOURE CRYING

- ok jumping from that ‘aw’ moment, now harry and dumbledore are non-fighting (aka theyre both PISSED but pretending like everything is fine) and its making me uncomfy

- info dump about tom riddle. i know i dont gotta explain this shit to yall

“Whatever Morfin was, he did not deserve to die as he did, blamed for murders he had not committed.”

seriously tho how is dumbledore such a sweet angel of a man?

- lol idk why but im really enjoying the fact that jkr decided to throw in that slughorn has little feet

- dumbledore ends the lesson with ‘ok so uh i couldn’t do it so you go find out the real memory from horace BYEEEEE’ and harry is like ‘bish srsly?’

As he closed the sturdy door behind him, he distinctly heard Phineas Nigellus say, “I can’t see why the boy should be able to do it better than you, Dumbledore.”
“I wouldn’t expect you to, Phineas,” replied Dumbledore, and Fawkes gave another low, musical cry.”

oh dumby. how i love your ambiguous ways.

all around a great day to read some albus dumbledore yall.

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Kacchako 05: “I took a pregnancy test”

Genre: Drabble/Fluff/Family

Pairing: Bakugou x Uraraka

Rating: [T for language]

Word Count: 1532 words

Drabble Prompt: #16: “I took a pregnancy test”

Author’s Notes: For the anon who requested prompts 19, 16, 18, 13, 10, 8, 4, 3, and 2 for kacchako. I’m so sorry I’m so slow! But I guess…6 more to go? Also another anon requested #16 so this is for both of you!

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when he looks away

huge, huge thank you to by beta best friend for reading this, encouraging me to write more and actually post some of it; and of course @roxanncweasley and @jiilys, my writing idols, for unconciously inspiring me with their own fantastic work;

He’s all you notice at this point.

In class, when your not long ago ‘best friend’ shots a parky comment at him. He wants to talk back, you can see it. He wants to, he needs to defend himself, his friends, those like you. He can’t stand him, it’s clear as day. That vein on his neck is pulsing like crazy. His hands are fists now. He picks his head up and you gasp at the rage in his stare. You sees his eyes shot fast in your direction and in a second they’re soft again and it’s like he suddenly acknowledges he’s in a classroom with twenty other students, all watching him, all expecting the fight. He slowly unscrews his hands and flats them on the desk; they’re trembling. You sigh. His head is lowered again, Remus wispering something rapidly in his ear. He nods in approval, the corners of his mouth twitch. Mr Binns goes on. A few minutes later you catch his eye and, he smiles.

In the library, on a table in the opposite corner of the room, where they’re sitting, trying to dull their laughs as Madam Pince walks by, all staring at a piece of pegament. You can’t really tell from here but it seem like whatever’s on it is moving. Remus is extending a hand and shaking his with a tempered smile that reaches his eyes. Pettigrew is clapping him on the back, grin splattered all over his features. Black grabs his face and mockingly tries to kiss him. He laughs and pushes him away, a sly smile on his lips and she can almost hear him say ‘not here pads, there are people watching! I know I’m so charmingly handsome, but please contain your urges!’. His smile is bigger than his face as he shrugs and explains something to the rest, hands gesticulating as he speaks. There’s so much pride in his eyes he looks like he might just explode. He gases at you and stops talking what looks like midsentence. The others turn around to look at you; Remus waves, Black winks playfully and Pettigrew just shakes his head. His smile doesn’t leave his face as he takes one of Remus’s chocolate bars and throws it at you. You catch it the last second, look at him and smile back. As he returns his attention to the pergament you can swear you see reddness creeping its way towards his face.

On the pitch on a sunny Friday afternoon right after classes while he’s loosening his tie as the eight of you sit on the freshly cut grass, Marlene in Black’s, Sirius’s, he demands, lap. Dorcas pulls out two bottles of vodka her sister mailed her and takes a bold sip from one, trowing the other at Peter. Screw dinner, you think. Screw the rules. Soon everyone is laying in a big mess of tangled legs and arms and hair, laughing at everything and nothing at all, forgetting for a moment. The late april wind blows in his hair, making it even messier than it is, making it look like he’d just shagged, making you want to shag him but really you’re just drunk, you tell yourself. His glasses are crooked and dirty but his eyes are sparkling and his smile is lopsided and he looks like he’s drunk on pure liquid joy, no diluent. You look at his long delicate fingers, knuckles bloody from Tuesday when the Blacks’ family owl delivered Sirius a letter and his fist almost made a hole in the commor room wall. You look at his sneakers, covered in mud as if he’s been running in the Forbidden Forest for two nights straight. You look at his muscles under the rolled sleeves of his shirt, his tan skin, the purple and blue veins underneath. You look at his eyes. They’re looking too. Shit, you think, but his eyes don’t tear from yours and you can’t make yourself look away. He’s all you can see and you both don’t notice that Marlene and Sirius are long gone, probably in the now empty boy dorm doing Merlin knows what or that Mary and Dorcas are kissing and giggling unnoticed a few meters away or that Remus and Peter are now walking around the pitch trying to clear their heads and be at least a little bit responsible. No, all you notice is each other and the stars in his eyes and the flowers in you hair and your love. And sure, it is a little reckless and a little dangerous, and there really isn’t anything, but it’s okay cause you won’t remember it tomorrow morning, right? All of a sudden something bubles inside of you and your smile turns into laughter because how could i be so oblivious and there’s clearly something, there’s everything and you realise why your stomach is always in knots when he’s around and why your troat tightens when he gives you one of his shit eating grins and of course. Of course I’m in love! He’s starts laughing next to you on the hard ground too and your eyes fill themselves with tears as the sunset sky opens and swallows you both.

In the common room, in the little hours, when even the wind is silent, the fireplace is long cold and you’re sitting alone in the armchair next to the window, trembling, thinking how fucked up the world truly is. You hear his tiptoes on the old stone stairs of his dormitory carrying the history of so many other lives before yours. He yawns and stretches his lean arms over his head, but you don’t turn around. You hope he won’t notice you there, that he’ll simply get his forgotten charms essay from the table near the fireplace and go back to bed. ‘Lily!’ you hear him inhale shortly and then… he’s gone. You want him to be but you can’t help feel a little dissapointed after all. You’ve told yourself so many times not to think abot him that way, to accept it’s pointless, that he doesn’t love you anymore, and even if he did what’s the point, it would never work out, not now. But it’s still hard and you know it will always be. You feel a blanket around your shoulders and you abruptly turn around to face him. He’s looking down at you with worry in his eyes and a line between furrowed brows. You open your mouth to say something, anything. ‘Don’t.’ He’s wispering. ‘You don’t have to explain. I know.’ He sighs and sits on the armrest, looking out of the window. You turn back towards it and lean your head on his arm. ‘When did everything become so complicated.’ It’s not a question. More of a statement, an unheard plead for things to go back the way they were, to normal. He signs again, harder this time, louder. He seeks your green, green eyes, stares deep into them, almost like he’s at loss of words. Almost like he’s lost himself in them.

You’re breathless.

616 tony is jUST such high level character porn jesus christ because like

“yes i am selfless and driven enough to wield the infinity gauntlet without letting its power consume me but also y'all don’t need to know i’m not gonna wish the gems out of existence ok that’d be stupid”

“i am totally the most qualified person to carry the SRA database and that may seem arrogant but on the bright side i do it because if shit goes south then i have a plan to DELETE MY OWN MIND”

“people call me self-important DID YOU KNOW THAT LITERALLY EVERYTHING IS MY FAULT IN SOME LEVEL maybe i am self-important i am totally self-important THIS THING THAT HAPPENED BEFORE I WAS BORN IS ALSO MY FAULT”

SVT College AU  -  Seungkwan

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a/n: if you disrespect this boy get ready to catch these hands he’s a blessing to us all 



-he may have the voice of an angel 

-but his actual hobby is watching movies

-a lot of movies

-like there are some he’s waited to see ever since they were announced or even considered by the directors

-*cough cough where is the bee movie p.2 cough cough*

-aww the little movie buff


-so this kid chose film studies!!

-first of all the college gave him a free laptop to keep him on the course

-so basically bribery 

-mine did that too the fuckin snakes


-his class is full of really chill people !!

-who share the same passion as him when it comes to film studies!!

-it wasn’t even the second week in and they already appointed seungkwan as the mother of the group

-their class is the best cause all they do is sit down 

-watch a movie 

-and just write about it

-obviously the writing part some people can take hits or misses with 

-but it was definitely cool to watch movies all the god damn time

-bear in mind seungkwan has probably watched them all too 

-”ok so whos seen this film–”

-”i have–”

-”who isn’t seungkwan”

-apart from being the mom of the group he’s also the comedian of the group

-his specialty is impersonations

-seungkwan has impersonated them all

-samuel l jackson in the breakfast scene from pulp fiction– word for word

-ace ventura’s allllllllllllllllllllRIGHTY then 

-and the scene in airplane! 


-that scene 

-the two little kids? he has their voices down perfectly

-but who says that he doesn’t impersonate his friends and roomies from time to time?

-”seungkwan can you take the trash out?”

-”alright but……..seokmin is already out….”



-yeah he’s rooming with seokmin and joshuaaaaaaa

-two pure butterbean kids

-but there’s no stopping the roast train as it goes into the savage station

-F U L L    F U C K I N    S P E E D     A H E A D 

-especially if he’s with hansol and chan hollllllyy shit 

-those three don’t hold back anything 

-if they got a roast they gotta say it

-but they’ve been pretty good friends for a while so they don’t actually mean the shit they say

-but daaaaaaaaaaamn 

-”hey what’s the formula for that flavour sachet to noodle that seokmin told us?”

-”what’s the formula for that hairline back in 2009?”




-ah a classic in the comfort of their own dorm

-”hey hansol don’t you have a girlfriend?”

-”huh? hansol? girlfriend? the only way he’s gonna get laid is if he crawls a chicken’s ass and waits a while”


-that one was mentioned in the library 

-”what position produces the ugliest kids?”

-”i don’t know ask your mum”

-hansol had to literally inhale a gust of wind


-before running after seungkwan

-while seungkwan was running,,,,,,,he managed to bump into you

-yeah! yOU!

-you’re a cutie aren’t you?

-you’re a catering student who really has a knack for cooking !!!

-you’ve loved it ever since you were little and you’ve had every chance to perfect your baking !!


-from your side you’re just walking in the hallway 

-and this blonde cutie just bumps into you 

-you fall onto the floor while your friends look on in possible horror mixed with the “oh my gosh don’t laugh don’t laugh dON’T FUCKING LAUGH”

-and he’s just struck down while hansol bumps into the back of him

-well,,,,,,,,he was definitely struck somewhere else when he saw you on the ground

-like wow 


-that was the fastest sentence you’ve ever heard wow


-and bingo 

-your heart was taken 

-boo seungkwan better be runnin now becauuUUUUUUUUSe the police are after him for theft


-he helped you up then helped hansol up too

-what a great friend

-”are you sure??”

-”yeah i’m fine don’t worry about me”

-”ok….i haven’t seen you round before what’s your name?”

-”i’m y/n…..what’s yours?”

-”seungkwan….hey i’m sorry for bumping into you like that…..lemme make it up to you! how about that cafe down the road after class?” 

-”wow ok sure thank you!”

-in the space of 5 minutes you gained a friend,,,and a free drink too wow

-after you left him your number and left for class too

-he just kind of…..lemme just help you to visualise what happened

-you see seungkwan?

-mans gone

-he’s gone


-he was so struck by you that he started to just speak heart emojis…not actual fuckin words 

-”❤️ 💛 💚 💙 💜 ❣️ 💕 💞 💓 💗 💖 💘 💝 💟”

-”yo…..did you just ask that girl out? wow seungkwan i didn’t know you could do that…”

-”yeah you keep on suckin seungcheol’s dick in hopes of you getting him to get you that vodka on the weekends while i’m getting girls numbers”

-”oh fuck you seungkwan”

-”you know it’s true when you’re not even denying it hansol”

-”god damn it….”

-you and seungkwan met after your class and you found out that he’s actually a pretty funny guy!

-he’s also really cute wtf when did you get here and why did i not notice you before holy shit

-boy has them chubby cheeks and stuff and it’s really cute!!!!!!!!!! 

-and the best thing about it is that you and seungkwan became friends after this!!! 

-you friendship is sooooo different to what seungkwan chan and hansol have 

-like they’re the savage love relationship

-and yours is the kind of love love relationship?

-you get me? 


-lemme explain it so it’s easier to understand the differences

-so when you and seungkwan see each other in the hallway

-one of y’all will back hug the other

-and it’s so precious because you will hug him and seungkwan gets a little shook but when they know it’s you he’ll just hug back it’s so cute 


-another way to differentiate between relationships is the fact that y’all talk about everything with each other

-like seungkwan will come round to your dorm and just sit or lie down with you 

-and you guys just watch a movie or something 

-and after that you’ll talk for hours on end wow o wow 

-a lot of people thought that you guys have something for each other with the obvious skin shippy shit and the cool talk sessions

-cause when they see seungkwan with hansol it’s savage central 

-and when he’s with you he’s a soft kid who really likes your company

-wait was his crush on you becoming obvious to everyone else??

-and you didn’t know?

-what a “surprise”’!’

-hansol was getting suspicious

-so one time he came back to hansol’s room after seeing you 

-he was so red faced because you just gave him a back hug just a second before he came in 

-and hansol was fuckin onto him

-so the second he came in

-him and chan stood before him 

-and were just like

-”you gotta crush on y/n?”


-”you gotta crush on y/n?”


-”you gotta crush on y/n?”






“so you gotta crush on y/n?”


-”i knEW IT YOU lIKE Y/N”


-hansol and chan like to wind up seungkwan but they do it with the best intentions 

-and you know they want to help a bro out with his love life

-cause fuck have you not seen the way he is when he’s around you

-he’s so happy around you

-and his cheeks are always bright red and shit and it’s so cute wtf 

-”so what have you got in common with y/n?”

-”we both like food….and we watch a lot of movies together…..”

-”so why don’t you do that with her? but be a lot more…you know…loving to her? i don’t know…”

-”yeah of course you don’t”



-anyways he actually took hansol’s advice 


-so a couple days later he just called you up on your free day and asked to hang out like always 

-but this day he was……like hansol suggested…more loving towards you

-like the second he came to your door and the second you opened it 

-it was all arms on….hugs?

-it wasn’t a back hug like you expected it to be 

-but a normal hug??

-and seungkwan….is a great hugger??


-you could feel your heart beating out of your chest and you were waiting for him to comment about how he could probably feel your heartbeat lmao 

-but nothing bro nothiiiiing

-you let him in and he sat down on the sofa like normal

-and he noticed that it was on a show that was really popular

-he asked if you watched it and you said no 

-the only reason why it was on was because of your roomies leaving like a couple hours before seungkwan came around so you decided to just leave it on that channel

-as always he was just flicking through the channels while you were cooking for your class

-and then seungkwan just remembered what hansol said to him

-about the be more loving thing to you 

-he got bored of flicking through the channels anyways

-so he got up

-walked over to you

-and just looked over to what you were cooking

-obviously you were finishing up mixing something and the pan was on the highest heat 

-so your protective instincts came out when he came over

-”oh hey be careful the pan is hot ok ba–”

-babe? were you about to say babe?

-you stopped 

-and your whole being just became 

-Σ(・ω・ノ)ノ!oh fuck i nearly called seungkwan babe what the fuck holy shit oh no that was gonna be way too obvious to him i don’t want him finding out holy shiitake mushrooms fuck oh my fhushohJKHDJKFBNDIODHJVDFJV


-finding out about what?

-that you had the most obvious crush on him?

-yeah he probably knows

-actually no he doesn’t



-”b-boo….i meant to say boo”

-seungkwan stopped too but the a fuckin grin just spread across his god damn face like heheheheheheheh (ಸ ω ಸ) bitch i know what you were going to say don’t hide it

-”oh really? sounded like you were going to call me babe didn’t it?”

-the little shit 

-just as he asked you that his arms wrapped around you 

-giving you a tight back hug like always with his head leaning on your shoulder

-”if you did say it…..i don’t think it would have been a problem honey”



-h O N E Y   


-no but seriously……honey? did he just call you honey?

-you had to admit…..you actually liked the way he called you honey 

-but of course that was far away 

-maybe not that far away if you juST TELL HIM HOW YOU FEEEEEEEEEEL

-so there you were just letting seungkwan hug you while you were cooking 

-and it actually felt like you two were a couple cooking together???? and it was so sweet too?????


-you were nearly finished and you needed to taste test it so you asked seungkwan since you needed another person’s input

-”hey babe can you try this for me?”

-”oh sure”

-you picked out a little spoon

-picking up a little bit of the sauce

-a wait

-you called seungkwan babe

-and you just let it slide because you knew you were going to call him babe again at some point in the day

-and like you he liked that you were comfortable enough with you calling him babe 

-it’s so precious 

-you fed him a little bit of the food you made and he really did like it!! wow!!

-”how is it?”

-”it’s really good…..i knew you could make really good food but this is probably the best you’re ever made!”

-”really? thank you boo.”

-your free hand just reached up to hug him back and it’s such a precious moment between you two and honestly

-you heart beats could be a love song at this point waojAKA


-you told him to go sit down on the sofa while you packed up 

-leaving him to pick a movie 

-and of course

-he picks


-treasure planet

-not the bee movie

-but treasure planet 

-you finished packing up and taking photos of your food

-washed up 

-changed clothes into something more comfortable aka leggings and that huge jumper that you love to death 

-dragged your covers out into the front room

-and just plopped down next to him

-obviously you two had watched movies before and the two main ingredients to comfortable viewing for the both of you are;

-your covers


-the two of you in each other’s arms cause why the fuck not 

-and of course seungkwan just had to make himself comfortable at the other end of the sofa

-so what is the best thing to do in your situation?

-the situation being that you’re starting to only just realise that you like seungkwan a little bit more than you though and you have no idea that he likes you back and you think he’s just being a little bit more loving than usual but the actual truth is that hansol told him to be a little bit more loving to you today cause he was actually going to ask you to be his girlfriend today because fuck with the way you two have been acting it was like you two were already going out and holy shit i wrote too much about this

-clamber and lie on him

-the best thing to do was to clamber on top of him…..and lie down on him?

-yeah cause that didn’t totally just make your brain go wtf are you doing chilD NO WHAT and make your heart go oh my god thank you this is so comfy BADUM BADUM BADUM

-yeah totally didn’t

-ya feckin liar

-aaaaaaaa so the movie started 

-and while you’re just laying on top of him 

-he’s stroking your head 

-and it feels amazing because you never expected him to do something as skin-shippy as this and it’s so cute

-you’re actually not paying attention to the movie you’re just paying attention to every little thing he’s doing

-you were just studying his gaze and his perfect face and everything and 

-miss y/n? miss y/n? mISS Y/n? oh my fuckin god she fuckin dead

-your brain had no say on what your hands were doing you swore they were moving by themselves

-your hand just moved itself and cupped his cheek

-he looked back at you and smiled 

-”you’re not watching the movie at all…are you?”

-”it started?”

-”oh you’re so cute…”

-his hand reached up to yours and he just held your hand


-(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ oh my godh sidhsad;ha;sidlkjas

-”your face is so red it’s actually so cute–”

-he stopped and just looked back to you 

-”wait….am i….making you blush?”

-”i wasn’t aware that i was blushing in the first place…”

-”well you are now…”

-”yeah….it’s weird…you’re always blushing around me….”

-y/n mischievous mode: turned on and turned to the fullest mischief mode

-”it’s just my cheeks get red regularly….has nothing to do with you…”

-”are you sure…? is there something you’re hiding?”

-”nothing to be hidden”


-you give him one last smirk before turning your head to watch the movie

-but in that moment

-”ok there’s got to be a way that i can tell you that i like you a lot and that i want you to be mine–”

-those words just felt out of his mouth while holding you close

-you both just stay still for one second

-”did you just–”

-”i just did–”




-”….do you like me too?”

-”gee i wonder if i do….i also wonder why i called you babe before…and the fact that i curl up next to you every time we’re alone”

-”so wait….you do?”

-”oh my god seungkwan yes i do like you”

-”oh my god that’s a relief i thought you didn’t and i thought that you were only calling me babe for a joke im so happy-”

-you rolled your eyes 

-before moving a little closer

-cupping his cheeks

-and giving him a smile 

-closing the gap between you two


-his lips were pretty soft 

-like boi what lip scrub or shit you using

-mans gotta get some 

-you slowly just back up 

-and you give another smile to him 

-”ok now shhhh i gotta watch the movie”

-seungkwan on the outside: (๑•̀ㅁ•́๑)✧ ok ily

-seungkwan on the inside: ಠωಠ you little shit

-ok first of all you weren’t paying attention in the first place 

-but now he wasn’t paying attention 

-and every 5 minutes or so he would just kiss your cheek because yes 

-y’all literally looked like this kaomoji


-he’s wanted to kiss you for a long time and it’s so cute

-there’s nothing to say that you didn’t want to kiss him for a long time too 

-the cutest couple 

-the chubby cheek couple that i want to protect with all my life and give all my love to you two happy couple-ing you know 


-”yeah hansol?”

-”did you tell her?”

-”yeah i did”

-”what are you two going out now?” 

-”yeah….just like your sense of style…going out….”


-”hansol what i’m trying to say is what the fuck are those”


-”get out”

anonymous asked:

You describe love and pain like someone who felt both in the deepest way. Have you? (Your tweets made me sad today. Hope u're ok <333)

When I was 18, I fell in love with a boy with the brightest smile and the shiniest eyes. He shined so bright. It was stupid but he did. Everywhere he went, he radiated confidence and warmth. And everybody loved him. Everybody was enamored with him. But i refused to be everybody. I refused to fall for his stupid shit. So i rolled my eyes and sighed and groaned whenever he walked into the room. I barely remembered his name. I wasn’t interested. He was full of shit. I knew it.
He was so tall, too. And he was dumb. He was so dumb. God. We were in a class during my freshman year in college together, and all his contributions exasperated me. Nothing he said was intellectually stimulating. There was void in his head. He irritated me. Still, our professor never gave him shit. He got special treatment because he was gorgeous.
God, I hated him.
Except I didn’t. And he knew it. He pushed my buttons and pulled a chair next to mine because I didn’t gush over him. He was curious why I looked so sad all the time, he told me. And it took me off guard. I wasn’t sad. I smiled all the damn time. I smiled just like him!
“My point, exactly,” he said.
He smiled after that and I fell right then and there.
Every time i called him by the wrong name, he corrected me politely and smiled and touched my hair, barely reacting when i glared at him and slapped his hands away. What a dick. He was so nice and it pissed me off. I knew it was all an act and I glared and rolled my eyes. But he knew i couldn’t breathe sometimes when he looked at me for too long. He knew i liked the attention and the smiling and the patience and the chasing. He knew it. I hated him.
I loved him like the sea loved the shore. And his glances were tender and his hands were warm. He touched me like I mattered and he called me his friend until i gave in and let him kiss me under the snow because he was a romantic and because i was, too, but never dared to admit it. He kissed me like they did in the movies and I saw stars and people called me crazy. It wasn’t even our first kiss, him having kissed me a few times before, in front of everyone too, on a whim because “he couldn’t control it” and because i “looked too cute” not to. (I had pulled two all nighters. I didn’t look cute. I was a mess). Still. That kiss under the snow I never got over.
I loved him like the sea loves the shore and he drove me mad and i loved him like crazy. I loved him and i loved him and i loved him. But i never told him. I was too proud. Too stubborn.
He waited for me but i never came around. I was condescending and insisted on keeping it between us. It hurt him because he thought i didn’t think he was enough for me. But the truth was that i didn’t think I was enough for him, that I didn’t love myself enough to give us a chance. He was so radiant and so beautiful and everybody loved him. And i was… well i was me. All I had going on for me was my 4.0 gpa and my faux confidence. And deep down, i truly believed i wasn’t a match for him and his looks. Many agreed as well. I had overheard a few hurtful conversations.
He introduced me as an acquaintance once and it hurt me. I knew he wanted to hurt me because i hurt him, and i hated him that day. I cried when i was alone and i hated myself for crying over a boy. Then we drifted apart because i was proud and stubborn and held grudges. He tried for days, then weeks, but i was cold and unforgiving. I was a dick. I called him dumb. I said i couldn’t be with someone who couldn’t hold an intelligent conversation. It hurt him. I knew it. The light went off in his eyes. I hurt him bad. I was a dick but i still thrived knowing i could affect him so much.
We didn’t talk for months, then i got him a gift for his birthday and he told me that he loved me and i kissed him on the mouth with both arms around his neck until he pressed me against the wall outside my building. we laughed until it was time to part but i never wanted to let go. He came to my concerts and i sang for him but we never kissed again after that night. We were friends. It was nice.
A friend of his died in a tragic car accident and he came to my building and i held him and i was there for him. He told me he loved me again and I didn’t say it back. He was too emotional. He couldn’t possibly mean it.
He waited weeks but i never reciprocated, so we drifted apart again.
I loved him but I never told him. And when he moved on and got an actual tall gorgeous/equally popular girlfriend, it killed me. I dedicated my stupid creative writing essay to him and he told me he loved it and that it made him cry. I hated him for admitting that he cried and that he felt things. I was so jealous.
He was happy. He loved her. It crushed me. I listened to Radiohead until my heart withered inside my chest. “I don’t wanna be your friend. I just wanna be your lover.”
I was heartbroken and I hated myself. It was my birthday and one of my closest friends flew from london to cheer me up. He knew i was fucked up over some dude but never told anyone and internalized all of it cause i was too proud and too strong.
We went to a bar with some people and the new girlfriend joined our table. She was so nice it infuriated me. She was perfect. She looked at me like i was wounded. That’s how i knew that she knew. I was so sad, so crushed. I liked her. I couldn’t even resent her.
I drank like i never drank before that night, and my friend from london paid for all of it and kept his arm around my shoulder the entire night. I told him when he dragged me outside. I told him my heart hurt and that I was crushed and he told me that i was prettier than the new girl. It was stupid and it wasn’t what i was worried about but it still made me smile. We went back inside, me in my kanye west sweater that he got me for my birthday and him in his black hoodie. Then he got me three other rounds of drinks.
I don’t remember much after that. we went to some club and i danced and i sang and i drank. I drank so much i couldn’t even stand. I didn’t know what i was doing. I couldn’t even go back to campus. But i wasn’t worried because my friend from london was going to take care of me and my broken heart and my drunk self. We had known each other for years. He was the only one i trusted enough to be vulnerable with, to admit that I loved a boy and that I pushed him away because I was scared. He dragged me to the studio apartment he had rented for the weekend and let me have the bed.
I curled around myself and hoped our other friend, who was on a couch somewhere in the studio, wouldn’t hold it against me. I had never gotten this drunk before.
I fell asleep and when i woke up, my zipper was being undone and there were hands under my shirt. And when i tried to speak i was shushed, and when i tried to move, my wrists were pinned above my head.
I was too drunk to do a damn thing but i was also embarrassed because my other friend was right there in the dark room while my friend from london straddled me in bed. When he kissed me, it was bitter and i didn’t see stars. Something within me broke. and when he slipped a hand in my pants, my soul shattered and i was never the same again.

I cried the entire way back to campus. It was 4 in the morning and i didnt remember leaving the rented studio apartment but i remembered crying until the sun rose. I remembered sleeping and crying in bed for the rest of the weekend. I remembered all of that.
I couldn’t tell anyone and it took me nearly a year to put the events of that night into words. Whatever.
My shiny boy reached out to me because he noticed the light “went off” in my eyes, and a part of me wanted to tell him and run to him and just be weak and ask for his help. But I couldn’t. He was still with her. They were happy.
They broke up not too long after that and we were friends again and i was still in love. But when he tried to touch me, i realized i hated myself and my body and him and the world.
I pushed him away. I never asked for his help. He gave me one last shot and told me that he loved me again. But i was far too broken to give in. Every bone in my body begging me to accept his comfort, telling me that he could “fix me”. But I didn’t want him to fix me. I wanted to fix myself.
I spent four years with this boy in my heart and self-loathing in my veins. Four years. And when we sat on a bench together during my graduation weekend (because i graduated before him), i held his hand and told him that i loved him. For the first time. Finally. I wanted to cry. He knew it, so he hugged me. When he walked me to my building i smiled at him until he leaned in and kissed me. Our final kiss.
I never got over him and i never told him that my friend from london assaulted me. Barely told anyone. My friend from london actually called me a drama queen when I finally confronted him about it. I hope he dies the most painful death. Sorry not sorry.

I’m probably still in love with the idea that in another universe, i loved myself enough to tell my shiny boy that i loved him. I don’t know. I lost my great love because i refused to live it, because i was convinced it was going to end terribly and that I didn’t deserve it. It never even started. Funny.

So yes, anon. I felt both. Love and pain. Deeply as you said. I’m inebriated right now which is why i vomited my feelings in this post. I’m sorry. I’m alright now. I’m gonna be alright tomorrow. I’m fine. I’m okay. I’m always okay. Alt er love.


  • “I have no friends left.”
  • “Why do I do this? I hate it… I hate it so much but I love it even more.”
  • “My bones were shaking, I thought I was going to explode.”
  • “I’d been doing good until that point.”
  • “I even managed to take a shower.”
  • “We meet for all the wrong reasons.”
  • “I mean, she’s a sweet girl… as much as I’m a sweet guy.”
  • “Truer words could not be said.”
  • “I just can’t seem to focus on anything.”
  • “Then everything went wrong, just like it always does.”
  • “I fucking hate that shit.”
  • “I’m ok now.”
  • “Nobody would believe what happens inside my head.”
  • “I could have killed somebody.”
  • “I need a padded cell, I’m telling you.”
  • “This is life, like Burroughs or Kerouac, or Ginsberg… the ones who burn bright.”
  • “I really don’t care about anything.”
  • “I love that it’s so dark.”
  • “I don’t want to ever leave here.”
  • “He still owes me the $9,000 bail I posted for him.”
  • “I think it’s a fucking wig!”
  • “This has to work.”
  • “I can do it…”
  • “We have nothing to say to each other.”
  • “I just felt dead.”
  • “Last night was a bad one.”
  • “Dude, what’s on your hand?”
  • “What happened to me yesterday?”
  • “Between me and you, I guess I was in a bit of a blackout.”
  • “I didn’t say anything.”
  • “I have to pull it together.”
  • “I make myself sick.”
  • “I had nothing else to do so I figured why not?”
  • “I am so pissed.”
  • “She may be fucking insane, but she’s my girl!”
  • “If I see that dwarf, I’ll kick his ass!”
  • “It’s not cool to look too eager.”
  • “He’s the brother I never had.”
  • “Is this a crisis or a needed creative outlet?”
  • “I’m not listening.” 
  • “I’m really trying.”
  • “Let’s see what happens.”
  • “I feel like throwing up.”
  • “I don’t know how to stop thinking about it.”
  • “I know it’s not real.”
  • “This isn’t how I thought my life would turn out.”
  • “You must think I’m insane, but I’m not.

so im gonna uhhhhhh cosplay the riddler bye

No but one particularly groggy morning after, Asra is super hungover but Julian is bright and chipper for some reason, so he lets Julian make him breakfast, it’ll be fine. That is how tired he is.

Except he forgets to warn Julian about the third cupboard, so the doctor just goes down under an avalanche of pots and now Asra is wide awake and Holy Shit Ilya are you OK??

and Asra helps him up and gets a towel for the blood only, now there’s no wound? There’s blood but there is no gash and Ilya says he feels fine and there is something glowing on his neck

and THAT is when they remember what the f u c k they did last night

anonymous asked:

Ok that was kinda weak why r they do afraid to love each other


anonymous asked:

Are dialogue prompts ok? bc if they are can i suggest "If you don't like being carried, then ya gotta stop fainting in public"

One second Party was leaning up against the counter, humming tunelessly and waiting for Jet to finish paying for his new charger, and the next second the world was melting. 

Shit, he thought, not now, and then he started screaming. He collapsed to the floor, doubling up and vomiting– it came out red, spattered across his palms, and he tried to scream again, but the whole world twisted and went blue and very, very bright and he saw teeth snapping and a giant fucking explosion– a nuclear fucking bomb–

And then he opened his eyes and sucked in a huge breath, so deep it hurt. What– where– he felt something wrapped around him and started struggling and flailing his arms, still gasping for air, and immediately got dropped on his ass. 

“Well, fuck, if you don’t like me carrying you, you better stop fainting in public,” came a voice from above. 

His thoughts finally slotting into place, Party looked up, chest heaving, to see Jet standing over him. He blinked, and Jet crouched down next to him. Party twisted his head over his shoulder, looking around himself. They were a few yards outside of the store, and he was sitting in the dirt. Oh, fuck. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh–

Party snapped his head around to look at Jet as he placed a firm hand on Party’s shoulder. “It’s okay, it’s okay. You just passed out. Totally silent. There wasn’t any screaming or thrashing or anything.”

“Are you– but I felt–” Party shut his mouth abruptly. He didn’t want to think about it. 

Jet straightened up, offering a hand for Party to do the same. Party still felt shaken up, twitchy, shivery. He could see it still, afterimages seared onto the insides of his eyelids (lighting, fangs, rippling and bubbling) but he shook it off. Passing a hand over his eyes, he just nodded and said, “Yeah. Yeah, okay. Let’s skid out.”

Jet nodded, and together they walked back to the car. Party handed Jet the keys wordlessly and got in on the passenger side. Jet gave him an anxious look, but he didn’t press it, and Party leaned his head back against the seat, staring up at the ceiling. 

He placed a hand over his own chest, and waited for his heart rate to go back to normal. 

anonymous asked:

ok yall were talking about how the members would be about sex?? ok you cant just say that and move on spill it B

this conversation took place in the dead of the night several months ago SO she called me up and we discussed just for this ask. and btw “she” is my best friend Brittainie (@defendkimseokjin) and we’re nasty :// pls enjoy, very nsfw ahead:

  • cheol — like i said, this is what the fic was inspired by so i’ll keep it short. doesn’t have a lot of time so it’s always rushed, rough, messy. definitely into ass stuff, loves to do it from behind. has a creampie kink. 
  • jeonghan — huge on giving body worship, loves to call u “prince/princess”, but RELENTLESSLY teases. could spend hours touching u just so in just that way that you’re turned on and crying but there’s !!! no release !!! and he giggles in that evil way he does
  • joshua — i asked brittainie how she thought joshua would be in bed and she said “scared” and then she said he’d be that guy asking all these questions like “oh my god are you ok” “oh my god does it hurt” “oh my god am i doing it right” but then she said “except he wouldn’t take god’s name in vain he’d say ‘oh my gosh’” and that’s all i got out of her. i agree that’s what he’d be like at first u know he’d be soft and a lil vanilla but he’s got a “dark” side ok he’d be into a Lite Kink like costumes n roleplaying
  • junhui — goofy!!! ass!!! motherfucker!!! he’d be balls deep in u cracking jokes and making puns you’d be like “i’m cumming” and he’d just “hi cumming i’m jun” and he’d think it was genuinely hilarious. but because he’s also kinky af you’d be tied up with like a butt plug in during all this so it wouldn’t be that annoying when he says stupid shit. afterwards he’s very snuggly :( because he’s a soft teddy bear :(
  • soonyoung — SOLID switch. loves to dominate and destroy u but also loves to be dominated and destroyed. wants to perform both roles equally. not to be cliche but have you seen perf team do “who”? dude knows how to move those dancer’s hips aaannnd they practice like 16 hrs a day and sleep maybe 5 hrs average so dude’s got stamina out the ass, would fuck u hard and deeeeep all night long. not to be cliche again but give him a strip tease and a lap dance! he’d worship u
  • wonwoo — apparently we disagree on this one since i thought he’d be vanilla but brittainie immediately said “he’d be kinky.” she thinks he’d be rlly into orgasm denial of himself n subwoo works with my original thought that he’d be rlly affectionate and romantic. so like deny his orgasms but give him lots of kisses and take a candelit bath with him afterwards.
  • jihoon — brittainie: “for some reason i feel like he’d be rlly good at eating you out and fingering u” so? he’d be heavy into foreplay when he had the time to string u out the way he wanted to. also he’s got a dirty mouth on him and he’d looove to hear how u feel and what u like
  • minghao — OK SO look at minghao’s fingers aren’t they kind of scary?? i’m always sending her pics of them n saying how terrifying he’d be if he fingered u because he’d scoop ur fucking insides out…but in reality ohhh my god he’d be so good with his hands, could reach all the good spots. and he’d leave enormous palm prints on ur ass from aggressive spankings relieving pent up stress n irritation on u. also don’t quote me on this but he’d say the filthiest shit in mandarin.
  • mingyu — is the definition of a Gentle Giant!!! he’d just want to make u feel good!!! and the whole time he’s just so happy!!! that ur letting him fuck u!!! this is the greatest moment of his life!!! afterwards he’d just say thank u lmao also no big deal but he’s got a huge dick
  • seokmin — ok seokmin is…i feel like a lot of ppl would think he’s just a soft gentle bright baby but consider this: he wants to haul u onto his lap and grind u onto his wide firm thighs and while ur shaking from orgasm, trying to squirm away, begging him to stop…he’s holding u down and flexing his thigh n telling u how good ur being and telling u that u are going to come again and u do, on his thigh before he throws u down and fucks u for his own release…and afterward he smiles and he’s back to the soft gentle bright baby that u know and love :-)
  • seungkwan — allow me to copy/paste what i messaged brittainie on twitter on july 24th after i saw this gif lmao: the first time seungkwan would want to PROVE HE’S A REAL MAN but he’d realize all he wants is to hear pretty whimpers n moans all for him, that makes him feel man enough!!! so after that he’d be eager to please kwan who is down to try literally anything n just likes to have fun sex, he likes giggling n talking during it not trying to force some serious atmosphere. as previously discussed, he’s huge on both giving n receiving body worship, and no matter what kind of body his lover has he thinks they’re a god/goddess n it’s his mission to make sure they know that ;( also probably has an ass thing n begs to try anal. p.s. seungkwan is loud as hell in bed but every sound he makes sounds musical, also sometimes subconsciously n sometimes on purpose tries to harmonize moans w his partner /// srry i have…..a lot of feelings abt him that i’m trying to work through
  • hansol — ur typical teenage boy. he’s horny all the time and he loves boobs and he’s so excited to HAVE SEX!!! but no matter how bad he wants to bone u, ur still gnna be the one that has to come on to him instead of the other way around because he’s shy and awkward and he’s gnna blush so hard when u touch his dick fr the first time and when u start taking off ur clothes he’ll be gone. he’s gnna keep asking if ur sure that u rlly want to do this which will be cute at first but then annoying until u just have to get him on his back and climb on top of him and ride him all night, otherwise he’ll just sit at the end of ur bed asking if ur sure until morning. but just WATCH that boy n his aftercare skills he’ll get u a glass of water n massage ur legs and wash u up and :// sigh that’s the sweet boy u love
  • chan — SEND ME A MESSAGE OFF ANON IF U WANNA DISCUSS CHAN I’M NOT GETTING INTO IT…all i’m saying is that jeonghan n the hyungs have given him a fucking complex that kid is gnna be dom af he’s gotta feel in control somewhere and the bedroom is where

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