i used to be love drunk

anonymous asked:

ok i know you reblogged the prompt list like 12 hours ago but i loved the "i dare you to kiss me" one can you please do “Why is your hand on my ass?” with harry? thank you xxx

haha that’s okay! better late than never

send me a prompt and a pairing/person!



The sun is shining in your face when you wake up, making you want to keep your eyes shut even as you feel yourself being pulled from sleep.

It takes a moment for you to realize that you’re not in your own bed, instead you feel a solid chest under your head and it only takes another second for you to realize it’s Harry. Falling asleep in your best friend’s bed wasn’t an unusual thing for you, but what was out of the ordinary was the big, warm hand spread across your ass.

“What the hell?” You mutter, your voice still gruff and quiet from sleep. “Why is your hand on my ass?

When you don’t hear a reply from Harry you open your eyes and are immediately met with the bare skin of his chest. Harry sleeping in just boxers is normal, but, after a minute, you realize you’re also missing a shirt.

Along with the rest of your clothes. 

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The End Justifies The Wait

Wow!

That one little word could be my entire analysis of this episode. Hey Gene, what did you think of the Season Finale? Wow is what I think. Goodnight and I’ll see you all in October.

But there is just too much stuff to talk about. Watching the episode, I felt I was on an emotional roller coaster, one with no safety bars or seat belts, and at any given moment, it would jump its track and spill me out into electrified air.

To quote Tom Petty—the waiting is the hardest part. I’m talking about Olicity of course. It was a short, sweet moment they shared, but for me, it was the whole season wrapped up in a kiss and a hug. Amid all the danger and threats and potential devastation Chase had in mind, Oliver and Felicity was a promise given to us. And that promise is—there will be a lot more scenes in the Loft next season. Maybe we’ll get a whole episode of the team coming together to help Oliver move back in. I see Curtis and Rene bantering over all the boxes Oliver has his things in. I see John with a big, satisfied grin on his face, happily lugging those boxes into his OTP’s love nest. Ditto Lance and Dinah. And coordinating it all is Felicity and Thea.

Okay, I want to break down that kiss and hug from how I see it, not from a male or female perspective—but as a fan. Some might think, (and I’ve already read some of these thoughts) ‘okay, so they kissed and hugged and heart-eyed each other, but that doesn’t mean they’re back together.’ Uh, that is exactly what it means. The look they gave to one another during that small intimacy was them saying they are never going to let each other go again. When Oliver came out of the trees with his “team” and Felicity called his name from inside her cage—I wanted Oliver to respond with, “sorry I’m late, honey. I had to make a quick stop to let Slade Wilson and Digger Harkness out.” After Talia and Evelyn and Dickhead Harkness attempted to do harm to our heroes, Felicity wanted so badly to get out of her cage and go to Oliver. He does owe her another manicure/pedicure, so just saying.

When Felicity saw Slade was working with Oliver, I was reminded of 312 in that alley when she was pissed Oliver hooked up with Merlyn. She walked away from him then. Not this time. Yeah, she might have been a little irked that Oliver was basically doing the same thing with Slade, but she  understands her BAE more than she did in that alley. When she asked Oliver if they are going to talk about Slade running around loose again, and when Oliver answered yes, they were going to talk about it; one word came to me—married.

So Oliver and Slade had a plan. But in order to implement it, Oliver needed to stay focused. In his mind and heart, that meant making sure Felicity was out of harm’s way. Like he told her in 522, tactical wasn’t the only reason he wanted her safe. It wasn’t the old, I-can’t-involve-you-in-my-plans bit. It wasn’t him being secretive or a loner. It was a heartfelt moment of honesty and inclusion. He straight up let her know that the shit was going to hit the fan and he didn’t want any of it getting on her. No excuses. He spoke his heart. And I think Felicity understood this. Remember that she told him she got a tiny taste of what he went through. She was willing to let him go so he could be a hero and save the day. But she was still in the background as Overwatch, discovering Chase’s diabolical dead-man switch. Too bad it literally blew up in everybody’s faces.

So there they were, standing in front of each other, understanding one another and being okay with it all. It overwhelmed Felicity, that way they used to communicate with a look or a touch. She didn’t hesitate. She kissed him. It might have been a telegraphed blow to all of us, but she put one on him. Everything that kept them apart for a season and a half: lying, betrayals, lack of trust, other LI’s, the darkness of loss and torture and their need for each other—it was all in that brief kiss. I felt the only thing missing was some privacy and the salmon ladder. But they didn’t need any wine to fuel their passion this time. They were drunk on their love for one another. (I can’t believe I wrote that sentence, it sounds so—corny.) I also wondered (a guy thing) if Oliver was a little secretly turned on by the cuts and scrapes on Felicity’s face. She looked battle-worn and maybe might come away from this with some new scars. Again, I am reminded of another episode in Season 2 when Oliver, Diggle and Sara were comparing their scars. They should have a reunion, only this time Felicity will be part of the club.

Anyway, Oliver seemed a little surprised by Felicity’s sudden kiss, but he got into the spirit of it. He softened a bit and took her in. Felicity was only being true to herself. She wanted the memory of a kiss in case something happened to either one of them. She told him she didn’t want any regrets if she denied herself that kiss. Oliver assured her that once they were off the island and safe, they would talk about their future. Felicity gave a little nod to let him know she was all in for that.

Then Oliver, yes Oliver, initiated physical contact and took her in his arms with a hug. It was hello, goodbye, I miss you, I want you, I need and I love you—all in one embrace. So yeah, I’d say Oliver and Felicity are back together. They’re endgame, always have been and always will be.

The rest of the episode was just as rewarding. Lian Yu blowing up was spectacular in its symbolism of Oliver eradicating his past. The fireballs were fun too. Oliver reuniting with William was a special moment, showing his paternal instincts and bringing a new side to his character going forward. Felicity and Thea bonding over their evil fathers, and that soft kiss Felicity planted on the side of Thea’s head—sisters. Team Arrow vs. Team Chase was exciting. The same for Talia vs. Nyssa and Dinah vs. BS. Lance almost stole the show taking BS out. Really fun was Slade and Oliver working together again with Slade serving up some truth tea on forgiveness—wonderful.

Everybody is going to survive the cliffhanger. The only thing that will be hard to take is having to wait five months to see it.

Until then…

@hope-for-olicity @louiseblue1 @tdgal1 @dmichellewrites @almondblossomme @it-was-a-red-heeler @jbuffyangel @wherethereissmoak @scu11y22 @memcjo

I AM WORTH MORE THAN A SECOND CHOICE. I AM BETTER THAN HOW YOU ONLY LOVE ME WHEN YOU’RE DRUNK.
—  maybe if i tell myself this enough i’ll actually believe it// 4am

SHORT STORIES, my favorite kind of poetry ( meme ).

SIX WORDS .

❝ i heard you were doing good. ❞
❝ you don’t grow your horns overnight. ❞
❝ i promise, it gets better eventually. ❞
❝ & we never talked after that. ❞
❝ am i really, truly, that unlovable? ❞
❝ don’t talk like you’re coming back. ❞
❝ my most dangerous habit is trusting. ❞
❝ we’re made of stars & stories. ❞
❝ you didn’t have to do that. ❞
❝ everything is poetry when you’re drunk. ❞
❝ did i mean anything to you? ❞
❝ real feelings don’t just go away. ❞
❝ you came & changed the weather. ❞
❝ when can you just be mine? ❞
❝ there was no love, only lust. ❞
❝ darling, stop wishing on dead stars. ❞
❝ art is another form of screaming. ❞
❝ silence is the most painful goodbye. ❞
❝ what the fuck did you do? ❞
❝ i’m drunk, dizzy & missing you. ❞
❝ kiss me like you’re losing me. ❞
❝ i don’t feel like smiling today. ❞
❝ not all good people are innocent. ❞
❝ we’re a disaster in the making. ❞
❝ some things are better left unsaid. ❞
❝ we really should’ve talked about it. ❞
❝ i’m so glad i met you. ❞
❝ i wish i knew you earlier. ❞
❝ i fucked (pronoun/name) to our song. ❞
❝ i dreamed of you this night. ❞

TEN WORDS .

❝ you saw the messed up parts of me, & stayed. ❞
❝ all i’ve ever wanted was for someone to save me. ❞
❝ since you left, i have no one to talk to. ❞
❝ i apologize for the nights in which i cannot breathe. ❞
❝ everytime i look at you, i want to kiss you. ❞
❝ we said no strings attached but now we’re in knots. ❞
❝ there’s a difference between missing someone & missing having someone. ❞
❝ for which f are you drinking? fuck, forget, or fun? ❞
❝ my biggest mistake was thinking i could live without (pronoun/name). ❞
❝ whenever (name/pronoun) rose to kiss me, i fell even more. ❞
❝ i wish that ‘goodnight’ was followed by ‘i love you’. ❞
❝ let’s smoke a pack of mentholds & talk about love. ❞
❝ your deep, sleepy voice makes me feel like i’m okay. ❞
❝ i read both of our horoscopes looking for an answer ❞
❝ reality is the absolute last place i want to be. ❞
❝ i didn’t expect that drunk kiss could mean this much. ❞
❝ all i need is a late night drive with you. ❞
❝ feeling pain is nowhere near as terrifying as feeling nothing. ❞
❝ your eyes are the color of summer fading into autumn. ❞
❝ you are the warmest home i will ever, ever find. ❞
❝ the world is less scary when i am with you. ❞
❝ i still can’t tell which of us was the victim. ❞
❝ i just need an excuse to hang out with you. ❞
❝ your expectations for me have been set way too high. ❞
❝ i don’t want to feel this way about anyone else. ❞

4

PLEASE MAKE THIS GO VIRAL!!

WOW!!! I have no words!!
This is so disgusting. I’m so heartbroken.
I’m so ashamed to even say I went to this school with teachers like this .
Just wow!! What a disgrace.

It may be gone now but ladies and gentlemen l I present to you our beloved teachers from Rubidoux high school .My heart is so broken , I loved these teachers and this is how they feel about us and our people ? I understand you don’t agree with the protest or the way it’s being done but to just openly say those comments about students I can’t even be angry my heart just hurts . We all looked up to people who think of us as lazy drunks .. man Rubidoux you hurt your people ..

Please 
Email the administration jose_araux@jusd.k12.ca.us

jonathan_orison@jusd.k12.ca.us

olga_alferez@jusd.k12.ca.us

hamilton songs renamed
  • alexander hamilton: that's my name, don't wear it out
  • aaron burr sir: HEY LOOK ORPHAN BUDDIES WE SHOULD BE FRIENDS
  • my shot: squad get hype™
  • the story of tonight: look how lit we are, everyone's gonna remember us
  • the schuyler sisters: feminism (and peggy)
  • farmer refuted: loyalists can kiss my ass
  • you'll be back: the 18th century equivalent of the angry break up song
  • right hand man: WE ARE OUTGUNNED OUTMANNED
  • a winter's ball: who knew the revolution was so slutty?
  • helpless: i'm literally so in love right now ahhhh
  • satisfied: WHAT THE HECK I GOTTA DOOOO TO BE WITH YOU
  • the story of tonight (reprise): very very very very drunk
  • wait for it: procrastination, the showtune
  • stay alive: I'M A GENERAL, WHEEEEE
  • ten duel commandments: okay, so we're doing this
  • meet me inside: alex has daddy issues™
  • that would be enough: you and i, and no one else
  • guns and ships: lafayette go fast like sanic
  • history has its eyes on you: dad wants son back
  • yorktown: the final battle, feat. HERCULES MULLIGAN
  • what comes next: awesome. wow.
  • dear theodosia: LOOK AT MY SON
  • non stop: i dare you to sing all the parts at once
  • what'd i miss: bonjour y'all
  • cabinet battle #1: the founding roast masters™
  • take a break: philip is a smol feat. comma placement
  • say no to this: HOE DON'T DO IT
  • the room where it happens: CLICK BOOM
  • schuyler defeated: this song is completely irrelevant
  • cabinet battle #2: we find out that jefferson was actually just lafayette this whole entire time
  • washington on your side: SOUTHERN MOTHERFUCKING DEMOCRATIC REPUBLICANS
  • one last time: dad has to leave™
  • i know him: john ayyydums?
  • the adams administration: SIT DOWN JOHN YOU FAT MOTHERFUCKER
  • we know: #exposed
  • hurricane: yeah, i'd pay for alex to be shipped to another continent too
  • the reynolds pamphlet: great googly moogly, everything's gone to shit
  • burn: cinnamon roll turns out to be a pyromaniac
  • blow us all away: alex gives shitty advice
  • stay alive (reprise): take the bullets out yo son
  • it's quiet uptown: try not to cry
  • the election of 1800: a breif break from sadness
  • your obedient servant: sarcasm level 10000000
  • best of wives and best of women: alex seriously you need to sleep
  • the world was wide enough: ya done fucked up ay ay ron
  • who lives who dies who tells your story: eliza hamilton is the true hero of the show
AND HAS ANYONE HEARD ABOUT THE YURI ON STAGE BECAUSE EVERYTHING IS CANON IN THIS FANDOM I CAN'T BREATHE!

1. Victor Nikiforov got drunk 2. Yuuri got drunk 3. Victor Nikiforov thought Yuuri was talking about an ex when he mentioned “chihoko” when he misunderstood it and the Victor “EXTRA” Nikiforov took off his clothes and stood on top of the ninja castle NAKED. 4. – AND ASKED YUURI TO JOIN HIM!!! 5. AND YUURI FUCKING KATSUKI DID!!! YOU READ THAT RIGHT!! YUURI KATSUKI JOINED VICTOR NIKIFOROV AND TOOK OFF HIS CLOTHES WHILE HE’S SOBER AND THE NAKED COUPLE WAS IN THE CASTLE STARK NAKED!!! 6.AND LET ME JUST ADD THAT SEUNG GIL IS AN AFFECTIONATE DRUNK!! HE KISSED NISHIGORI TAKESHI WHILE DRUNK!!! 7. AND PHICHIT CHULANONT IS GREETING USING FEMININE TERMS!!!@ THIS FANDOM IS SO LOVED I CAN’T EVEN@@ AND NOW WE’RE GONNA HAVE A MOVIE!!! WHAT?!?!??!! NEXT LEVEL INDEED!!!

Originally posted by wolfeverything

anonymous asked:

if you could direct me to all the fics about victor staying the night with yuuri after the banquet or yuuri waking up with victor in his room or even just yuuri remembering the banquet pls and thks!

Thanks for this request! I love these fics, please share more with me if you think I missed some!

Originally posted by dorkoru


Banquet Fics


Bottom’s Up by cryingoverspilledvodka, lucycamui, Teen, 4.3k
At the Grand Prix banquet, Victor’s been asked to sign an autograph for a very enthusiastic fan. Unfortunately, there’s a distinct lack of paper around. Fortunately, Yuuri has a suggestion. THIS IS SO FUNNY OMG

16 Glasses by Cesare, Teen, 9.5k (WIP)
Victor takes figure skating seriously, takes Yuri Katsuki seriously as a competitor, and really doesn’t see that banquet coming. SO good!

the clean tongue, the clear head by Anonymous_Ostrich, Teen, 3.4k
It had been a long time since Viktor had danced with someone. A really, really long time. And Yuuri knew how to flamenco. Drunk. Unbelievable. I love Victor POV fics!

After Banquet Special by Watermelonsmellinfellon, Mature, 1.2k
What would happen if Victor had escorted Yuuri back to his hotel room after the banquet? 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Tale of a Sleeping Prince by astudyinrose, Teen, 7.7k
Victor meets Yuuri at the Grand Prix Banquet in Sochi, and falls head over heels for him. Of course, only one of them remembers. AWESOME fic!

Question and Answer by chellethewriter, Teen, 10k
Viktor is growing old, and his competitors seem to be growing younger and younger. Thus, with every passing year, Viktor finds fewer familiar faces at his Grand Prix banquets, and he wonders whether his attendance has become pointless. What he doesn’t realize, however, is that one unfamiliar, alcohol-reddened face can make the whole night more than worthwhile. Another great fic!

ora sono pronto / now I’m ready by exile_wrath, Teen, 6.2k
Victor is used to the banquet after the Grand Prix Final. Same faces, same questions about next season, nothing surprising. But this year, Katsuki Yuuri surprises him so much, that he thinks he may have fallen in love a little. Well, more than a little. Enough that Victor is willing to drop competitive skating to be his coach. LOVE!

i think i may have loved you first by perennials, Gen, 1.3k
Here are the facts: Yuuri is drunk. Viktor is not. Yuuri is riding an alcohol-induced high so far up above the clouds he cannot even begin to comprehend the weight of his actions back in the human realm. Viktor is falling in love. Thumbs up!

Cerulean Sepia by RoarkChronicles, 13k (WIP)
As the five-time gold medalist, Viktor usually finds these banquets…. drab. Boy, did he get proven wrong. Great WIP!

Right Off His Feet by EmilianaDarling, Mature, 7.4k
One of Yuuri’s hands is sliding around his waist, guiding him effortlessly until they’re dancing together. Really dancing together, and Viktor forgets to think, to breathe. Yuuri’s so close that Viktor can feel the heat of his breath against the back of his neck, the warmth of his skin through his clothes. SO GOOD OMG

never let yuuri get drunk again by doubletan, Explicit, 2.4k
“Kneel down,” Yuri commanded, and Victor obeyed without a moment hesitation. Victor laughed inwardly, how could he have thought he would be the one commanding Yuri when it was him that had bewitched Victor here in the first place? SPICY YUURI

Lost in Translation by alipiee, Teen, 18k
In which Yuuri gets so drunk he can’t remember the banquet; meanwhile it’s all that Viktor can think about. This fic is so so so great, must read!

keep your eyes on me by luftballons99, Teen, 6.6k
Viktor and Yuuri are less than thrilled at the prospect of attending the banquet following the Sochi Grand Prix Final. 16 glasses of champagne, a drunken dance off, and a stripper pole later, they’re over it. Highly recommend!

Look & See (Undeniably Surprising) by icterine, Teen, 3.5k
This year, Victor Nikiforov falls in love at the Grand Prix Banquet. He’s so glad he decided to show up. Great fic!

i feel like i win when i lose by renaissance, Explicit, 7.9k
Yuuri’s life is a mess. He came a spectacular last in the Grand Prix Finals, drank too much at the banquet, initiated no fewer than three dance-offs, took his shirt off, wore his tie like a headband, pole-danced in his underpants, made a fool of himself in front of ISU officials—and now, somehow, he’s Viktor Nikiforov’s booty call. Rec’d by a follower!

I hope that one day when I’m lying on my death bed, I’ll look back at the times I spent with you as a teenager and I’ll smile because you made me who I am. You are a part of who I am. The drunk nights in the woods and the reckless days exploring. I will look back and be happy that even when I wanted to die, there were moments I was so high off adrenaline and happiness that nothing else mattered. You have given me so many stories to tell and I will never get tired of writing new ones with you. So when the time comes, when it’s time for me to take my final breath, I will be thankful that I grew up with you.
—  Yes sel, this is for you <3
13 Reasons Why

Thoughts on 13 Reasons Why characters and a rating of how much I dislike them from 1 being “my baby!!!!” to 10 being “FUCK THEM THEY CAN ROT” 

Hannah Baker: Didn’t deserve everything she went through especially rape. She pushed some people away though and sometimes she was kind of idk how to word it but I didn’t like stuff about her at times. Either way she deserved so much better than what she got. Deserved to be happy with Clay. 2/10.

Clay Jensen: Will fight anyone for Hannah. He was so shy around her and didn’t know what to do whenever he was with her, he’s so precious. Sometimes there were some things he did that didn’t sit right with me but he definitely deserved a happy ending with Hannah Baker; they deserved to be happy and in love and ugh. Also… took like 4823707592 years to listen to the tapes? 2/10.

Tony Padilla: Gay POC which I love because we need more of them. I love him he was so patient with Clay and all he ever did was try and protect Hannah’s wishes. Glad he shared the tapes with Hannah’s parents because they deserved to know why she killed herself instead of being left in the dust wondering why. I was always so happy when he came on screen. CLAY LISTEN TO THE GODDAMN TAPES. 1/10.

Jeff Atkins: My pure cinnamon roll, didn’t deserve to die because of a stupid girl who couldn’t own up to her mistakes. I hate how nobody including his parents and except Clay never knew he wasn’t drunk that night he died. Just wanted Clay and Hannah together. Your fave is problematic: uses “unique” 7 times in an essay. -5435973495797/10. I love him forever, hes so great. Never did anything bad.

Justin Foley: Didn’t deserve the home life he had BUT i really hated him for what he did to Hannah and the fact that he’s a rape enabler and a rape apologist like he literally let his best friend rape his unconscious girlfriend, covered up for him, and lied to her about it and then when she found out, he STILL was justifying what he and Bryce did by telling her that he didn’t tell anyone because Bryce does all this shit for him. KNEW that whatever happened at that party was fucking Jessica up but didn’t come forward until the very end. Claims he cared for her but you don’t do that shit to someone you claim you care about. Fuck him for that. 8/10.

Jessica Davis: She was so cool and nice in the beginning but then I hated how she got mad at Hannah and slapped her for the list instead of Alex, like really??? You think she asked to be on that list?? PLEASE. But after all that, she was still nice towards her and was never ill-mannered when it came to Hannah. Also, can we talk about how she didn’t deserve to be raped??? Justin Foley DEFINITELY didn’t deserve her. YOU GO GIRL. TELL HIM YOU NEVER WANT TO SEE HIM AGAIN. 5/10.

Alex Standall: He made some poor decisions making that list for a stupid reason and then letting Hannah pay the price. I somewhat like him though. I think he was a redeemable character and had a conscience (although it was too late, rip Hannah Baker) and felt that he needed to own up to it and tell the truth, was ready for whatever penalty he was gonna get. Was the only one (for a while) who thought what the others were trying to do was stupid. He definitely deserved better too, he didn’t deserve to shoot himself (or in other theories, didn’t deserve to be shot by Tyler). Please be okay…please be alive, baby. 4/10. 

Courtney Crimsen: GIRL, BYE. I hate and will always hate her character so much. Her and Bryce should just rot. She was a rape apologist and only cared about herself. Like girl I get that coming out is hard, I haven’t even done it, but to fuck up Hannah’s life like that? Are you serious? Justified Bryce’s actions to hide her truth. And she fucked up Jessica’s life too, in my opinion. She tried so hard to convince herself (and others) that Hannah was lying, Bryce isn’t a rapist, and that Jessica was never raped just so she can stay in the fucking closet. Like there’s nothing wrong with being gay. And she has two gay dads for fucks sake. 10/10 would always hate her again. 

Zach Dempsey: I think he genuinely liked Hannah but after all the shit Hannah had been through and the fact that his friends were his friends, I definitely see Hannah’s side of why she shot him down. I think he, himself, was lonely too but in different way; just because someone’s popular doesn’t mean they’re not lonely. Didn’t get compliments so he stole Hanah’s when she needed it most (I hate how he did that ugh like WHY…did you really need it?). Redeemable character, though. Also…HE KEPT HANNAH’S NOTE IN HIS WALLET!!! 5/10.

Tyler Down: Fuck him. A fucking creep. Like, he stalked people and took pictures of them when they were unaware (especially Hannah) and when she confronted him, HE FUCKING SENT THE PICTURE TO EVERYONE. Claims he “loved” Hannah but really?? FUCK HIM. Why did he even have so much guns? I’m pretty sure he’s planning a school shooting…fucking psychopath…”I can take care of myself” BOY BYE. And if he did shoot Alex, FUCK HIM EVEN MORE. 9/10.

Ryan Shaver: Didn’t respect Hannah’s wishes. Only cared about himself and poetry. Didn’t even care that Hannah didn’t want her shit to get out. I only liked him whenever he said Bryce is a rapist and that Courtney should just shut the fuck up and stop justifying Bryce’s actions. 8/10.

Marcus Cole: He cared more about himself and his reputation more than anyone. Thought he was the shit. Sexually assaulted Hannah then called her easy for refusing. 9/10.

Sheri: I liked her and she was genuinely nice but she crashed the stop sign and left a drunken Hannah at the scene and fled. Caused Jeff to die and I hate her for it. Though she reported it because she knew it was the right thing to do, it was already waaay too late. 6/10 because of Jeff.

Bryce: Rapist. Douchebag. Scum of the earth. He didn’t even think what he did was wrong. He raped two fucking girls and didn’t even feel remorse. He just thought every girl wanted him and that was that. I hate him so much, he can die. 102804802020x100000/10.

Mr. Porter: Could have tried better to stop Hannah from killing herself. She was set on suicide until she had doubts and needed just one person to help her and the one person she came to didn’t care enough to chase after her when she left his room that day. Worst. Guidance Counselor. Ever. 8/10.

Bitty’s Southern

Bitty is a southern boy and as a southern girl let me tell you there are things he does that make the rest of SMH go “Ummm….what?” 

  • He says stuff that makes literal ZERO sense to the rest of the team. Mostly southern phrases etc. LIKE, “That boy is about of useless as tits on a bull.” or  if it’s raining but the sun is out Bits just says, “Devil must be beatin’ his wife.”  Everyone is confused as shit.
  • “Oh my goodness I want Chick-fil-a. BUT IT’S SUNDAY.”
  • Holster going,” Hey Bits can you hand me a coke?” and Bitty responding with, “Sure, which kind do you want? We’ve got sprite, mtn dew, dr. pepper…” BC in the south every soda is a coke.
  • “Y’all know what I miss the most about Georgia? Cheerwine. And Duke’s Mayo. You northerners keep using that hellman’s stuff or miracle whip and let me tell you. IT. IS .NOT. MAYONNAISE.”
  • “IT’S SO HOT! Summer is the WORST” “Ransom, It’s like, 70 degrees. It gets up to like 115+ in Georgia. And it’s not even humid! You hush your mouth.”
  • The first time Bitty goes to Stop & Shop with one of the guys from SMH he tells them to grab a buggy on their way in and said member stares at him for a second, “What’s a buggy?” “Oh for goodness sake. A shopping cart! We need a shopping cart!”
  • Bitty’s drunk at a kegster when he suddenly shouts, “WHO WANTS TO PLAY CORNHOLE?!” 
  • It’s New Years so of course Bitty’s making black eyed peas, collards, cornbread, ham, and a pineapple upside down cake. “It’s for luck.”
  • Bitty will be checking Facebook and be like, “Oh bless his heart.” Chowder notices him fretting over the phone so he asks what’s up “Oh it’s just one of my friend from high school’s dad.” and Chowder, being the precious person that he is, responds with, “Oh no. What happened? Is he ok?” Bitty just shakes his head, “He’s done went and fell out of the deer stand. Again. Broke his arm and bruised his pride. You think he would’ve learned his lesson after the same thing happened last huntin’ season”
  • Jack’s all dressed up in a suit or something, he has a meeting with the Falcs, “What are you all gussied up for?”
  • “Look at what all I got up at the outlet mall!!”
  • Rans/Holster/Bitty share a bathroom so I reckon this has happened at least once: “Neither of y’all go in the bathroom! I’m fixin’ to shower”  to which Holster responds, “What was that Bits? What are you fixing?” Bitty hollers from his room, arm full of clothes, “I’m fixin’ to shower!” Ransom chimes in, “I didn’t know the shower was broken!” At this point Bitty is getting frustrated,“Oh for the love of Pete! You Yankees.” He speaks slowly and pronounces each word carefully, “I am going to go take a shower so please do not go and hog the bathroom.”
  • “So I was talking to Momma and APPARENTLY Mrs. Jones, the one that lives down the road, was rude as all get out.” “Really? What’d she do?” Bitty just throws his hands up, “Momma and Coach were drivin’ back to the house and Mrs. Jones was driving in the opposite direction so of course Momma waves at her. AND SHE DIDN’T WAVE BACK.”
  • I know for a FACT that at some point Bits makes a pitcher of sweet tea, puts it in the fridge, and the boys/Lardo finds it. “What’s this?” “Oh, it’s just some tea. You want some?” So Bitty pours them a glass and approximately 2 seconds later “WHAT IS THIS? IT’S LIKE SYRUP! Bits this isn’t tea! It’s diabetes in a cup!”
  • “Just rub some bacon grease on it.”
  • “Don’t you dare pour that coffee out! I can use it for gravy!”
  • “You know what food I miss? Fried pickles. No, wait, HUSHPUPPIES. I’d kill for some right now.”
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brielarsonI used to DJ. It was the “real” job that floated me while I auditioned for the movies I never got. Even during the filming of Short Term 12 I spun records at magazine parties and hotel bars on weekends because I couldn’t survive off of SAG minimum. I loved rare foreign covers of Beatles songs, Ye-Ye girls, and soul. Drunk dudes would request trap and I’d tell them “Sorry I only play vinyl.” I was hustling, but I got people dancing and hung with my other DJ friends. I’m grateful for where I am now, but want to give a toast to the life I lived before. To all the dreamers with day jobs, I see you, don’t give up. There is beauty in your journey. 🍻#fbf

( Because I cannot control myself, here’s another Gaston Headcanon. MORE LIKE HEADCANONS HAHA.).

Originally posted by lukeevanss

  • There’s no doubt that he’d be protective if he actually found himself that deep in love. It’d be a passionate protectiveness that (probably) seems controlling but he’s just concerned for your safety.
  • Comes into heavy play when he goes hunting(which is frequently). You’ve gone with him once or twice, and managed to shoot down a few birds to which he was beaming with pride because “I taught her how to do that. That’s my girl.”
    • The funny thing is, the more his relationship progressed with you, the more he found excuses to let you stay home when he went hunting because he was literally so worried that you would be hurt if he took you with him. (Which, you had never been hurt with him before but still, there was always the possibility.)
      • “It’s just a day with LeFou and I.” is usually the most common thing he tells you, and you bought it the first couple of times but after that it became a bit more suspicious.
      • You start holding your ground and tell him that you want to go.
        • He can’t say no to you, which comes in handy with situations like this so before Gaston really knows what’s happening, you’re getting ready to go hunting with him.
          • “It’s just a blur, LeFou. She says she’s going and I can do nothing to stop it even though I’m afraid for her safety. She’s got this sort of…” His nose scrunches in thought, “Spell on me that makes it impossible to say no.”
          • LeFou probably just murmurs to himself, “If she can handle you, she can handle herself hunting.”
  • Who am I kidding he’s probably always worried for your safety and asks if you need to be walked/escorted anywhere.
    • He’ll usually ask it in a subtle way like, “can I come”. It piques your interest, especially when you’re just going to get something from the store a block from your house. 
    • You chuckle quietly, kissing his forehead before saying, “I think I can manage.”
    • He probably just stands there and watches you walk away, his heart beating a bit harder than before. There’s something about you just leaves him completely starstruck. 
      • “It’s almost as if she… She strikes me down like  lightning gracing the Earth.”
        • To which LeFou gags.
          • He’s lowkey jealous and honestly a bit surprised that Gaston has…. Fallen in love.
      • Gaston probably offers his jacket to you whenever yo complain about being cold because he doesn’t want you to get sick. So, if he ever does give you it, you smile gently, wrap your arm around him and continue to where ever you’re going so the both of you are warm because you are also worried about him getting sick(Despite Gaston constantly telling you that he almost never gets sick). (No stress y’all, I’m making headcanons specifically for that.)
  • After some time together, you finally come to realize that LeFou doesn’t like you because he’s got feelings for Gaston himself. 
    • I’m not kidding, there’s no doubt that LeFou is protective over Gaston himself so like? You take it upon yourself to befriend him and you explain, “I love him and I’d never hurt him. Ever. I know you wouldn’t either. Can’t we just put this behind us and try to be friends? For Gaston?”
      • Things do get better, and slowly over time the two of you become the best of friends and tend to gossip every now and then.
  • You know what, while talking about being protective, I see him being exceedingly possessive at times.(Not all the time) More often than not, it happens in the tavern. With people being drunk, they don’t quite realize that they’re staring at Gaston’s girl.
    • Probably notices when someone is looking at you in that way
      • It starts off small and he’ll gives them a glance of warning, a simple, “back off’ sort of stare.
      • If it continues, it escalates. Gaston wraps his arm around you, holds you close, digs his face into your hair if you’re busy with something else. Just to remind you and who ever has your attention that he’s not appreciating the unwanted attention thrown onto you.
        • Gaston knows that you’re not some prize to be won by some drunkard, and so he stays close to you for the rest of the night. If they happen to start talking to you, he’s right on your hip, taking a sip of his drink while he’s focusing all negative energy their way. Of course, it’s something you notice and you lightly brush your fingers along Gaston’s fingers as he’s holding you from behind.
      • If the situation where one of them leans towards you, or subtly touches you while Gason is not near you, there’s always the possibility of extreme measures. Especially if Gaston notices that it’s unwanted(Meaning, you resist or you scoot away from the touch. He’s got a keen eye for this sort of thing). More often than not, it’s small daggers being thrown at them,close enough to pin their jackets to the wall. It happens so fast, it leaves you a bit breathless and a few moments later, Gaston is next to you, digging his daggers out of the wall and growling at the drunkard, “If she wanted you to touch her, she would have said so. No, get out before I personally throw you out.”
  • Binch don’t get me started on jealous Gaston. (JK please do).
    • Jealousy is probably something that happens rarely, considering Gaston is aware how happy you are with him(And call it cocky) he knows that you’re satisfied too. (HAHA in more than one WAY).
    • He gets what I like to call “ugly jealous”. If he notices you chatting it up with someone you’ve known for a while, and you gesture, throwing your head back when you laugh, staring, etc. He’ll get that burning sensation in his chest, watch you carefully to see if you’re flirting or just being friendly(And TBH he’s got no radar for that.He sees being friendly as flirty a lot of the time.)
      • Because he’s probably confused as to which it is, he takes matters into his own hand and doesn’t lash out but will storm his way over there and kiss you flat on the mouth before saying, “I’m sorry I’m late, LeFou—” He looks up and gives whoever you were talking with a rather cynical smile with, “Well, who’s this?”
        You’re left a bit light headed after the kiss and find it hard to speak and so your friend introduces themselves and Gaston feels at ease knowing that they know you’re taken.
        • Don’t get me started on the body language though. Hands on his belt, legs spread slightly, broad shoulders, he needs to make himself seem more appealing than the other. The subtle, dirty smirk as he talks to them. Even the undertone of his voice, which is actually rather husky and needy. 
          • He makes them know that you deserve him and deserve all of him. You’re the only person who deserves him. Gaston simply plays the intimidation card when he’s jealous and has gotten caught doing so many times by you.
    • I’m screaming because he probably likes it when you catch him doing this because Gaston lowkey likes being told off by you? 
    • “You don’t need to do that every time I talk to someone I know. Trust me, Gaston. You’re the only one I love and you don’t need to worry about someone else coming up and snatching me.” you sigh gently, wrapping your arms around his neck and lifting yourself against him so you can kiss his lips softly. He’s happy to respond to the kiss. His lips mesh against yours a bit harder, telling you exactly what he wanted now that he was being scolded. Snuggling his arms around your waist, he now helps you lift against his body. “And you should know better than to do that. It drives me crazy.”
      “I won’t stop doing it, you do know. I want everyone to know that you’re mine and that,” He dips his head and places a rather heated kiss to your collarbone, “I’m yours.”

I AM SCREAMING AT MYSELF. Thanks for reading guys! reblogs and likes are appreciated! Have a good one <3.

Too Nice || Jeff Atkins x Reader

mmmMMMM JEff and EuuGH BrycE

Word Count: 817

Warnings: Bryce Has Grabby Hands

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    When Jeff’s car pulled into the driveway of Bryce Walker’s house, it was already swarming with wasted teens. You grimaced, pressing back into the seat, your hands clutching at the seat belt; the only thing between you and the biggest party of the year.

    “Do you need help with that?” Jeff asked.

    Before you could reply, he had leaned over and clicked the buckle. The belt snapped back, leaving you feeling vulnerable, and a little nauseous. It didn’t make it any better when he moved to climb out of the car. He jogged over to your side, pulling open the door and reaching a hand out for you to take.

    You shook your head. “I can’t.”

    “It’s fine, Y/N. I’ll be right by your side the entire time,” he said. He had to dip down a fair amount to lock his hands around your wrists. “Give it like ten minutes, and if you’re not having fun we’ll turn around and go home.”

    You relented, letting him pull you out of the seat and against his chest. His hands ghosted across your lower back, fingertips trailing along the curves of your spine. He had that look on his face again. The one where he gets that little, crooked smile, and his eyes can’t seem to look at anything but you. Or, more specifically, your face.

    “God, I love you,” he said quietly, bringing his nose down to boop yours.

    “I love you too, but I’m going to hate you if I embarrass myself,” you replied.

    He chuckled, a low, deep sound that rumbled through his chest and into yours. “If you embarrass yourself, I’ll do something stupid to take the attention away from you.”

    You nodded. “Okay, deal.”

    He pulled away and the two of you started towards the house. It wasn’t too long of a walk from the driveway before you were slipping through the door. Jeff ushered you through crowds of people—all either greeting him with smiles and pats on the back, or being too drunk to know he was there. He stopped you near the living room, pointing you towards an empty love seat.

    “Save me a spot,” he said. “I’m going to go get us some beer.”

    You grabbed his arm, hoping you didn’t look as panicked on the outside and you felt on the inside. “I’ll go with you. I don’t want to be left alone.”

    “It’ll only take a second. Just try to relax.” He shrugged you off, planting a quick kiss on your forehead before disappearing into the crowd.

    You settled down onto the love seat, watching the crowd as they danced to a song blasting from an expensive looking radio. You didn’t notice Bryce approaching until he was already stretched out next to you, an arm thrown around your shoulders. He was manspreading to the point that you were forced to press uncomfortably against the arm of the seat.

    “Y/N, good to see you here,” he said, giving his trademark smile. “You never come to my parties.”

    You felt his hand sliding down over your shoulder, too close to your chest for comfort. You tried to move away but he tightened his grip.

    “I’m, um, here with someone,” you responded. “I should probably go find him.”

    “You mean Jeff?” he asked. “He’s way too nice for you. You need someone man enough to rough you up a little.” His hand had barely cupped your breast when you felt yourself being jerked to your feet.

    You felt a cool wave of relief flood through you when you looked up, finding Jeff glaring at Bryce with the prospect of murder in his eyes. “Do me a favor, and keep your hands off of my girlfriend.”

    Bryce threw his hands up in surrender. “Hey, I didn’t even know you were here together.”

    “You’re a liar,” you snapped. “You did know.”

    Jeff clenched his teeth, rolling up the sleeves of his varsity jacket. You slid your fingers into the belt loops of his jeans, yanking him backwards as Bryce stood up.

    “Don’t you dare start a fight,” you whispered, hoping no one had noticed them yet. “Let’s just go, please.”

    Bryce smirked. “Better listen to your girl, Jeff.”

    Jeff spat on the carpet near Bryce’s feet, letting you pull him towards the door. “You better be glad she saved your ass, or I’d put you in the ground.”

    You didn’t let go of him until the two of you had made it outside and back into the car. Neither of you said a word for a long moment.

    Jeff was the first to break the silence, craning over the middle console to wrap his arms around you. He peppered a long row of kisses down your collarbone, right where Bryce’s hand had been.

    You laughed. “What are you doing?”

    He buried his face in the crook of your neck. “Getting rid of your Bryce cooties.”

The Types as I Know Them

The list isn’t complete but still :^)

ISTJ: They’re really quiet and more awkward than awkward at first but once they get used to you, they don’t really shut up and they talk to themselves when you’re around to make it seem like they’re having a conversation with you

ENFP: They’re really clingy and they do a lot of developing while you know them and they kinda disappear without saying anything for a while but they come back like nothing happened which is pretty chill and also contradictory

ENTP: Gets high and drunk a lot, like, a lot a lot but loves everyone while they’re under the drunk affect. You’d sort of expect them to be the dictator type because of their egoism but they’re really not. It’s sort of like their egoism is a little card they play a bit too much

INFP: Can literally write paragraphs about how awesome you are when you’re feeling down. Or just when they’re happy about something. They write a lot of positive paragraphs

ENTJ: Really bad at understanding jokes like they take them too seriously and try to understand the meaning and if it’s a joke about them, they’ll say “Is that really a problem with me? You should’ve told me earlier before announcing it, gosh”

INTP: Probably the most extroverted introvert like they can easily rap in front of a stranger when asking a question but get so exhausted after a few hours and need like 9 hours of sleep but they can also be like a monkey when they’re hyped but they never actually sleep so yeah, your local mad scientist with issues??

INTJ: They’re really hard to communicate with at first but once you get under their skin enough, they’re one of the best people to sit around with and do almost nothing

ESTP: They can make anything seem funnier than it really is and they repeat the same short joke all the time and the joke doesn’t seem to lose its worth. And they never forget things really so they’re probably the best people to have inside jokes with

anonymous asked:

bucky tell us a story about darcy

darcy lewis goes drinking with thor.

that alone should be enough to send your imaginations spinning off to wild places, but that, my friends, is only where our story begins.
it is also something you should know, just in general, in case you happen to encounter darcy lewis.
she’s tazed a god twice, and she goes drinking with thor. on a regular basis.
the first time thor wanted to go drinking after i showed up, lewis was there too. and naturally, if thor was going out so was she. neither of them knew us newbie avengers well yet, but being sociable sort of people, they invited us to tag along. scott immediately agreed, but sam was caught up doing some beta testing in the labs with tony, and said he would catch up when they were done.
so darcy, thor, scott and i went out drinking.
fun fact about thor: it takes him approximately one million alcohols to get drunk, but once he’s there, he likes to sing. preferably epic ballads of victory in battle, but he’s pretty much game for any catchy song that will get a bar excited. that being the case, lewis and thor’s go-to midgardian bar is a karaoke joint.
im sure you begin to see where things are going wrong.
fun fact about darcy lewis? she can also hold her alcohol, but cannot carry at tune. like. at all.
that doesnt stop her from singing, mind you. gotta respect a lady who knows shes terrible but enjoys herself anyway.
scott apparently loves karaoke. i dont know why that surprised me, but it did. even more surprising? hes not actually that bad, although like 90% of his song choices were bruce springsteen. no clue why. anyway, thor was delighted by having a buddy who was not only willing but able to sing with him, and after scott got over his star-struck-ness they had a pretty great time.
it was a good thing that thor and lewis went to that bar on the regular, because im sure any place that hadnt been prepared for them would have kicked all of us out. as it was, they finally booted us out the door after a rousing rendition of ‘wrecking ball’ had most of the bar on their feet. and broke two tables.
(thor apparently settles his tab there in asgardian gold, so no hard feelings from the bartenders.)
the night was young and all of us had enough booze in our systems that we decided to catch a cab back to the tower and see if we could rope anyone else into some shennanigans. thor was buzzed at least, which for thor means his voice is even boomier and his gestures are more expansive–you gotta be ready to duck. scott was drunk, no question about it, and that was probably why theyd wound up singing wrecking ball in the first place. scott’s a cheerful if floppy, “ i love you, i love all of you guys, i love everyone in this bar ” kind of drunk, and was mostly travelling by merit of being wrapped around thors bicep. i was a little buzzed myself, and lewis had had nearly as much as i did. remarkably, she seemed to be chugging along pretty well, some weaving and slurring aside. the lady lives up to her god-tazing reputation.
anyway, we got out of the cab at the tower and started making our way to the doors. scott had partially detached from thors arm and needed extra support, so i was helping keep him from capsizing while lewis trailed a few steps behind the three of us, making color commentary of our three stooges act.
and then out of nowhere, she just…yelled.
all three of us whipped around as quickly as three drunk superpeople can, just in time to see darcy lewis dish out what looked to be a pretty dang textbook perfect roundhouse kick to the chest of some poor guy.
the guy went down. lewis went down too, because the kick had totally overbalanced her. thor and i dropped scott and ran over to help.
which was when sam sat up and said ‘that was a hell of a kick’
because apparently hed finished up his testing and gone out to catch up with us, made it partway down the block to call a cab, then saw us getting out of our taxi. he jogged back–not being particularly stealthy, but we were drunk–and put his hand on lewis’s shoulder to get her attention.
lewis, having pretty poor vision even sober, and worse vision when drunk and without her glasses, just saw some big male figure who’d popped up out of nowhere and grabbed her by the shoulder.
so naturally she kicked him in the chest.
she apologized profusely, but the rest of us thought it was pretty funny. and sam was impressed the next morning when he discovered that she’d left a visible footprint on his chest.
darcy insists she has no idea why she did it. or where she learned to kick like that.
the rest of us have just chalked it up to mysterious darcy lewis powers.

Suga Daddy: Part 8

Suga Daddy: 8

Word count: 8.3k

Genre/Warnings: angst, dirty talk, language 

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Summary: Yoongi tells you about his past but is terrified of how you’ll take it.

This came a little early than expected. Anyway, enjoy and thanks for reading.

Parts: {playlist} one | two | three | four | five | six | seven 

Everything felt like it was playing out and slow-motion and all you were doing was twirling the flowers in your hand. You were nauseated and your mind was racing with every possible scenario. You knew that Yoongi couldn’t have a squeaky clean record. Especially with his attitude and the way he talked to you sometimes. For some reason you still loved him, despite that.

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