i will never get over it sorry

anonymous asked:

based of irl worries, could you do a fic where toms kinda depressed cause his parents (neglectful to an extreame in this fic) forgot his birthday. and marco hears star casually mention its tom birthday, and knowing tom's secret that his parents suck, knows he'll be alone. so right as tom starts resigning himself to a terrible birthday, marco appears and celebrates with tom?

Oh my gosh of course I can! I really enjoyed writing this, because I dealt with that sort of stuff too. So don’t worry. You’re never alone! Sorry it gets a little pathetic, but this actually happened to me, and even though it was so long ago, it still hurts.
Keep your head up, I made it through, and so can you. And let me tell you something, after it’s over, it doesn’t go away all at once. Give yourself time! I spent so long feeling guilty for feeling bad, as soon as I escaped abuse from others I abused myself. And I don’t want you going down that hole. You are strong and perfect AND HAVE A RIGHT TO BE SAD OR ANGRY! No child should go through neglect. it hurts so bad, it still hurts so bad. But we are never alone, we have each other and it will be okay.
I’m rambling, ignore me. Enjoy the story!


“Good morning father!” Tom plastered a big fake grin on his face and stood up straight by the stairway. “I-I was just wondering if uhm… if today I could… have some of my friends over? Won’t you like to meet them?” Tom asked. His father ignored him and continued a report from the clarity about a diplomatic affair. Tom rocked on his heels and waited for a response. “Would you like to meet my friends?” Tom asked again.

“Tom, I’ve seen your rabbit.” Lucifer muttered. “I let you keep that mangy thing, at least keep it out of my sight.” He scowled.

“I meant my… real friends.” Tom spoke. “I mean, Marshmallow is my friend but… I meant ones I can talk to.” He added, a bit bashfully. He then got an excited look. “Or-or if you don’t want to for whatever reason that’s okay too! We can do something together!” Tom beamed. Lucifer rose out of his throne and thought for a moment.

“Yes, I believe today is a special occasion.” He remembered. Tom got a smile so bright and excited that fire sparked from his feet. But the his father continued speaking. “Later today I have to speak with the royal guard. It will be their first visit to the castle in over a year, I want everything to be in order.” He listed. Tom’s ears dropped, but he forced himself to perk up.

“What would you like me to do, father?” He asked, tilting his head. Lucifer shot him an angry look.

“Stay in your room and out of sight! I don’t want you messing up like last time!” He barked. Tom felt a crushing feeling in his chest and he looked down. When he didn’t move to go to his room at once, Lucifer grabbed him and shoved him aggressively. Tom began to run off to his room but Lucifer stopped him. “Tom, you know I do this for you, right?” He asked. “If you aren’t disciplined, you’ll never learn. And you’ll never improve. You’ll remain the worthless weakling you are now, forever. And that’s no son of mine.” He growled.

“Y-yes sir.” Tom choked out. He darted up the stairs and stopped by a large room. He cracked the door open and stepped inside. A older woman was sitting on the bed, looking ahead with a frozen look. Not moving a muscle. “Hi mom.” Tom perked up. The woman didn’t move.

“Did your father say you could come in here?” She asked monotone. Tom gulped a bit and shook his head.

“N-no but I wanted to see-”

“Go ask your father if you’re allowed in here.” She cut him off. Tom took a step forward.

“Do you… know what day it is?” Tom tried a smile. She didn’t respond. “Do you want to do something fun today?” Tom asked.

“Does your father want us to?” She asked, all the sudden getting a curious look.

“Well, no but-” Tom stopped when he saw she was gone again. Looking at nothing. “Mom?” He asked gently. No response. Tom looked away and left the room. “I love you, mom.” He spoke. But still no response. Tom walked down the large hallway and into his room. He sat on the floor and felt tears well up in his eyes. “Come on Tom, stop that!” Tom hissed at himself. He took some breaths to collect himself and then perked up when he got an idea.

Tom darted over to his dresser and took out a large candle, not a birthday candle, one you would put in a candlestick on a dinner table. Tom then snuck downstairs and snagged a cookie from the dining hall. He ran back upstairs and sat with the candle. He tried to put it in the cookie, but it just crumbled up in pieces. Tom grumbled and lit the candle, he dripped some wax onto the crumbled up cookie and tried to get the candle to stay upright. He finally succeeded and cleared his throat.

“Happy birthday to me,” Tom started really quite “happy birthday to me. Happy birthday dear… Tom… Happy birthday to… just me.”

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“Wait today is Tom’s birthday?” Marco sat up and Star nodded. “Why didn’t you tell me before?” he asked.

“Well I didn’t think you’d care. Besides, he never invites anybody over or stuff. He’s probably doing something with his parents.” Star guessed. Marco wanted to tell her everything but bit his lip when he remembered the promise he made Tom. Tom had come to Marco when night after his dad had beaten him. He made Marco promise not to utter a word, as long as Tom promised to come to Marco whenever he felt unsafe.

“Okay… I have to… I have to go to karate class. I’ll see you later Star.” Marco smiled and his friend waved goodbye. He felt bad about lying to her, but it wasn’t his place to tell. Marco ran out the door and jumped onto his bike. He went down to the surf mall went inside. He looked around and smiled when an idea for Tom’s gift formed in his head.

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Marco flung himself through his portal and looked around. He bit his lip when he saw Tom hadn’t noticed he was there. The demon was just crying on the floor. Marco cleared his throat and Tom’s head shot up, he began blushing furiously and scurried away. “Marco! I-I… oh my gosh I’m so embarrassed.” Tom scrambled to his feet and Marco shook his head.

“No, don’t be embarrassed.” Marco assured. “I didn’t see anything.” He lied. “And come on! Lighten up! It’s your birthday!” Marco cheered. Tom tilted his head curiously and Marco thrust the prettily wrapped box out to him.

“W-what’s this?” Tom asked.

“It’s a birthday gift! For you!” Marco giggled. Tom looked totally lost, he reached out and took the box in his hands, and just stared. “Are you gonna open it?” Marco asked. Tom cleared his throat and pulled at the bow. He opened the box up and got a touched look. Inside was a box of his favorite cereal, a bowl with a silly straw attached and a card. Tom couldn’t help a big smile spread across his face, but when he reached out to take the card it moved. Tom pulled away and looked curious. Marco smiled smugly as Tom moved away the card. He gasped audibly when he saw underneath was a mouse.

“A mouse!” Tom exclaimed. Marco nodded happily.

“I also got the cage for you but I didn’t want to give away the surprise. He’s a smart little guy! I learned all about him today!” Marco exclaimed. Tom laughed happily as the rodent crawled along his shoulders and chewed on his shirt. “How do you like him?” Marco asked.

“I LOVE him!!!!” Tom laughed joyously. “A new friend! I’m gonna name him Raz!” Tom giggled. Marco smiled and watched the demon snuggle the mouse. “And the cereal and bowl! I love it! It’s the cereal we ate the night we hung out together! Marco it’s all great! This is the best birthday ever!” Tom jumped and cheered and giggled. “Today couldn’t get any better!” Tom cried. Marco shook his head.

“Well it’s gonna!” Marco spoke. Tom looked curious. “Tonight me, you, Star and Janna are gonna go out for dinner! It’s on us!” He giggled.

“Oh I can’t accept that. You already got me a new fuzzy friend.” Tom reminded.

“And now we want to get you nachos and soda!” Marco teased. Tom blushed furiously. “We want to celebrate with you! We want to give you a nice birthday. Meet us at the food shack at seven. Not a second late!” Marco poked Tom’s shoulder and the demon laughed.

“Can Raz come?” He asked, holding up the mouse.

“Well it wouldn’t be a birthday party without him, would it?” Marco asked. Tom shook his head and Marco patted the mouse’s head with his finger, and then patted Tom’s head. “Be there at seven!”

Luke Hemmings Imagine Wires

You rushed down the corridor and looked for the cupboard you needed. As a tech assistant, you helped out with the audio and the lighting on tours. Your colleague had sent you to get something and you were trying to find the right cupboard for it. 

“Woah!” You suddenly crashed into another body and stumbled backward. Hands reached out to steady you and you regained your breath. Embarrassment washed over you and you shyly met the eyes of the other person.

“Oh God, I’m so sorry Mr Hemmings. I really didn’t mean to-”

“Hey, no harm done. And, please call me Luke.” You blushed furiously and averted your gaze. Despite being part of their crew, you’d never met any of the band members. 

“Ok. Again, I’m really sorry about running into you. It’s not the ideal way to meet someone.” You joked and Luke chuckled.

“Honestly, it’s probably just as much my fault. What were you doing that got you in such a rush?” Luke asked and he seemed genuinely curious about your work. 

“Oh, just looking for the right cupboard. The show’s starting soon, so I’m trying to be quick.” You explained and Luke nodded.

“Why don’t I help you? As an apology for running into you?” Luke suggested and you smiled at the thought, but brushed it off. You knew he didn’t have the time to look for it.

“But the show is-”

“Well, why don’t I take you out instead? Then I can give you all the time in the world.” You turned red and looked at the floor, before you bit your lip. Without hesitation you nodded and a wide smile broke across Luke’s face.

“I’d better get these wires for the show.” You opened the nearest cupboard and pulled them out, as Luke watched.

“Does this mean I need to think of another excuse to talk to you?” Luke asked and you grinned at him. 

“Luke, what are you…oh, now I see why you’re taking so long to get us a drink.” Ashton appeared from around the corner and smirked when he saw the two of you together. You blushed, as Luke glared at him.

“Well, don’t let me interrupt. But we do have a show in fifteen minutes and we need to get ready.” Ashton said and Luke looked back at you.

“Put your number in my phone and I’ll call you as soon as the show’s over.” Luke asked and you obliged, ignoring how Ashton watched the exchange. You handed him the phone and your fingers lingered over his, before he pulled away and walked back to Ashton.You took the wires and walked back to your colleague.

“You’d better have a good excuse for taking so long.”

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anonymous asked:

Hey dads I literally woke up 5 mins ago and it is literally 1pm. I totally blame it on you guys. Anywho the first thing that happens when I wake up is my mum yelling her face off at me again. Over something extremely stupid. This is why I never tell her anything. Because she overreacts about everything. I forgot to eat my food ONE TIME and suddenly it's the end of the world. And if my room has so much as a sweet wrapper in it. Blasphemy. It's just so annoying. I wish she didn't do that.-A

i’m sorry that’s frustrating. just please talk to her honestly, you can’t make her get better, but you can try to make your home more peaceful. 💙💙 -remus

@garmacondrai replied to your post: “Hey uh… I’m sorry if I never reply or get back to any of you….  I’ve…”

Buddy it’s completely OK, I know exactly what you mean. I get it all the time and was like it for weeks - it was awful and I couldn’t do anything and I’ve just got over it, so please don’t feel like you’ve got to stay active for us. You’re more important and you need to look after yourself, so please if you feel like you need to take a break from Tumblr just do it, it’ll help. Don’t worry about replying to this, I just hope you’re OK and feel better soon ❤

The thing about being active is… people have told me they really like my stuff. Some have even said that it makes them happy to see it. 
So even if I’m not happy… I just want to make content because I want others to be happy.

And I can’t leave Tumblr. My closest friends are here…

Part two to Static Noise. You don’t necessarily have to read that first, but it would probably help. Also, a disclaimer: I haven’t taken a science class since senior year of high school. I am making all of this shit up and do not think it is at all reasonable or viable, but I needed some explanation for why they stayed in space longer than the five years and how they were planning to get down. Don’t hate me, science peoples. Ao3.


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root‘s reactions to ‘shaw telling her….’

#lets acknowledge the fact that root never ever wanted more from shaw than she was able to give #she never crossed shaw’s boundaries #she never wanted to make shaw uncomfortable etc #she just wanted HER and was willing to be patient until shaw was fully ready to go THERE #so root’s reactions to shaw’s more playful/intimate moments with her are the most precious cause you can tell shaw being that vulnerable catches her off guard #she never expected ANY confession of feelings so imagine how much root is internally screaming inside #shaw making it known that she indeed loves her back was all she ever wanted

oh my fucking god i have anxiety, ptsd & probably bpd and i’m absolutely sick of the “crytyping jokes are ableist” posts. get over your damn selves. the jokes aren’t ableist. they’re not. they never were. crytyping is a performative manipulation tactic designed to engender sympathy for the performer and make their accusers into aggressors. like… i’m sorry but “i’’’mmm sosorrrryi ddidin’’tt’ mmean ittttt ii gugugeesss ishoulud jjjuustt ddienooww .” is performative manipulation. it is. the fact that it might be coming from someone who has a mental illness doesn’t make it okay, and it doesn’t make it “ableist” to make fun of it. because, as i’ve said, it’s performative manipulation

Imagine - Zach gets jealous

Originally posted by sensualkisses

@ambrosebabyy Request: “Can I get a Zach Dempsey imagine ? Were he sees Bryce all over me and gets really protective?”

@thrtreasons Request: “jealous!zach…. i just… oh my god sorry i am sooooo zach trash”

@hanna-ranay Request: “Honestly an imagine about Zach would truly be appreciated, if you can. If not, it’s okay. Thank you!”

Jessica Davis was having a party at her house tonight, and of course you, being her best friend, had to go. You, Jessica, Justin, Zach, Bryce, Monty, and several other students from Liberty high were sitting in the living room playing suck and blow. You were sandwiched between Bryce Walker and Zach Dempsey.

You would never admit it to anyone, but you had a huge crush on Zach. And you’re pretty sure Jessica knew, she is your best friend after all, how could she not. But you were too shy to act upon your feelings towards him and you believed that he would never want to be with someone like you. Even though you hung out with Jessica and the more popular kids at Liberty high, you were still known as quite the nerd. And someone like Zach Dempsey don’t go for nerdy girls like you, they go for skinny cheerleaders who are drop dead gorgeous. 

Anyways, the game of suck and blow had already started, and you were pretty nervous to say at the least. Because you had to put your mouth against Zach’s with only a thin card in between the two of your lips. It was getting closer and closer to your turn until some girl pressed her mouth against Bryce’s passing the card on to him. He turned towards you, card on his lips. Bryce scooted closer to you quickly, sandwiching you more between him and Zach, until the point where you were chest to chest with Bryce and your back was pressed firmly against Zach’s muscular chest. Bryce then proceeded to place his card covered lips against yours, and quickly, in the process of passing the card onto you, snuck his hand around you to grab a hold of your backside and give it a good squeeze. His actions shocked you and you jumped, emitting a little squeal which was muffled by the card between yours and Bryce’s lips. Still in shock from what is happening right now, you faintly hear a deep growl from behind you…

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I never thought I’d be the kind of person to say I can’t be friends with an ex… but I can’t be friends with you.
I’m sorry – I just can’t.
I cannot sit across from you at a table and not want to reach for your hand. I can’t talk with you about mundane everyday things that don’t matter and not want to tell you that I love you. Nothing upsets me more than the thought of ‘acting casual’ around you when I am so completely head over heels in love with you it’s just not funny.
I’m sorry.
I can’t pretend like we never happened or suffer the indignity of being downgraded to ‘just friends’. I used to be the person you told all your secrets to… how can you expect me to sit there and talk about the weather!? As it stands, I can’t even see a picture of you and not get emotional… there’s just no way I can be in the same room as you.
I’m sorry… You’re the most amazing person I’ve ever met and it kills me to lose you from my life forever – but it’s nothing compared to slow agonizing death of being close to you when I know in my heart I’m no longer close to you at all…
Slight Changes || Park Jimin

Originally posted by lonastic

Word Count: 1.9k

Genre: Angst/Fluff


“You can’t be serious Y/N, it wasn’t even my fault.” You ignored Jimin’s voice as you stormed away from him and walked into the kitchen. The only thing you wanted to do right now was get away from him, but it seemed that no matter how far you got from him he would just appear right behind you again.

“Yes, Jimin, I am serious. What would make you think otherwise?” Your tone was bitter, anger flooding through you and exiting in the form of words. There was no other way for you to release it so you just had to deal with trying your best to stay calm and not completely flip out on your boyfriend. Jimin sighed loudly before speaking again, causing you to turn around and look at him.

“She was just a fan, fan’s get close. It’s not my fault.” He argued. You rolled your eyes, feeling more anger rise at the fact that he was trying to defend himself over this. The picture had been all over twitter and it seemed that ARMY’s were going crazy over it. They had been tweeting it at you, waiting for some kind of reaction, but you held back until the moment he got home and you could confront him about it.

“It’s your fault that you didn’t try to ask her to move, and it’s your fault that you didn’t mention me, you know, your girlfriend.” You said.

“God you always get like this.” Jimin’s tone surprised you, and you couldn’t help but feel a little taken aback by his words. There wasn’t anything about it that was very different, just a slight undertone of frustration that you weren’t used to. Jimin was always calm with you, even now while you were practically yelling at you he was keeping his normal tone.

“What do you mean I always get like this?” You asked.

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anonymous asked:

You should write some mute lance, whether its him having been mute in the past, being a selective mute, being injured and becoming mute, or straight up not talking anymore, i think you'd write it well

Okay!! 

I kinda went on my own here, Whoops

On contrary to belief Lance didn’t like to talk. Well scratch that, he loved talking but he didn’t like to be talked over. Everytime he was talked over he immediately clamped up and he felt a lump form in his throat. Being the youngest in his family only lead to Lance being talked over constantly. 

It wasn’t uncommon for Lance to stop telling a story because everyone started a different conversation. It wasn’t uncommon for Lance to never finish a thought because someone would constantly interrupt him. 

Lance wasn’t a fighter so when this happened he would just clamp his mouth shut and listen to what the other person had to say, because it was obviously more important. 

Lance found himself talking less and less around his parents, siblings, and classmates. Nobody ever commented on Lance’s new quietness so Lance had no reason to start talking again. Lance would go days without saying anything to anyone. He communicated through shrugs and nods. 

Why should I talk, everyone is happier when I don’t. 

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Fast forward to the Garrison when Lance met his roommate Hunk. Hunk wasn’t loud but he wasn’t quiet either. Sometimes Lance didn’t even hear him enter the room while other days Lance would hear him hallways away.  He liked Hunk, Hunk never pressured him to talk, Hunk just kept him company throughout their days. 

Hunk would ramble about projects he was working on and homework and Lance would listen quietly. It didn’t even dawn on Lance that he had never said anything to Hunk before in his life. 

They were both in their room, Lance on his bed reading a book while Hunk was laying on the floor building something. 

“Dang it, these wires all look the same, I can never tell them apart.” Hunk ran his hands through his hair in annoyance. 

Lance looked at his distressed roommate and looked down at his book. “Why don’t you put colored tape around the different wires.” Lance’s voice slightly cracked due to the lack of use and Hunk screamed. Not like a small scream but like ‘help someone is getting stabbed scream.’ 

Lance jumped causing is book to fly across his bed and he stared at Hunk who was staring at Lance his hands over his mouth. 

Lance swallowed around a small lump that was forming at the base of his throat. He inhaled “Sorry I didn’t mean to…scare you?” Lance wasn’t sure what he did wrong exactly. 

Hunk blinked a few times and slowly removed his hands from his mouth. His breathing started to slow down as he continued to stare at Lance. 

Lance started to shift where he sat. Why he is just staring at me? Lance was about to bolt out of the room but Hunk regained his bearings before he moved. 

“I’m sorry for screaming! You just have never talked before and I thought you were mute or something. Then you just spoke and I got scared. Like I wasn’t expecting that at all.” Hunk inhaled until his lungs ached “Sorry I’m rambling.” 

Lance smiled at his roommate “Hunk you ramble all the time, I’m used to it.”

Hunk started to laugh and before Lance knew it he was laughing with Hunk. They only stopped when they heard a knock on their door. 

“Officer Davis, opened the door. We have a complaint of a noise disturbance.”

Hunk and Lance shared a look and started laughing and Hunk went to open the door. 

-

Hunk and Lance became best friends within a week. They had shared everything with each other, and Hunk didn’t interrupt Lance once when he was talking. If he accidently did he would apologize immediately and beg Lance to continue what he was saying. 

Lance started to love talking again. 

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The only time Lance would have trouble talking would be when he came back from a break. When Lance was around his family long enough he would clamp up again, but slowly Hunk would bring him back out of his shell. 

-

Hunk could only do so much and sometimes it wasn’t enough. They had just saved a planet from the Galra and they were all meeting up with the leader. 

Now Lance didn’t usually talk during diplomatic missions but he felt obligated to speak up when it concerned him. The leader was discussing how helpful the blue lion was and how it help save the planet. 

“You must tell me Blue paladin, how does the ice work?” The leader placed his (hand?) tentacle on Lance’s shoulder. 

“Well you see, Blue and I ha-” 

“That’s interesting but like was it just the lion acting on their own?”

“Kinda, you see I have to put my bay-”

“So are you not needed to fly Blue? If she does all the work what do you do?”

“Well I have to fly he-”

“But they are magic lions, surely they can fly on their own.” 

Lance opened his mouth to respond but slammed it shut before any words were formed. Then Lance did what he did best, he shrugged. That was all he did. 

The leader looked at him a bit skeptical before nodding “So how does the ice get formed?” 

Lance shrugged again. He kept his eyes directly on the leader and his lips sealed. Lance was nudged by Shiro, he didn’t care he wasn’t going to talk. He looked at the leader one more time before walking towards Blue and flew back to the castle. 

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Lance didn’t bounce back like Hunk prayed he would. It had been about 2 weeks since the last time he said anything. He just shrugged and nodded. Never even opening his mouth except to eat. The castle was quieter than any of them wanted it to be. Mealtimes were filled with force conversation and Lance scarfing down his food in order to leave. 

Even during missions Lance wouldn’t say anything, Blue would send the other lions messages so everyone knew that things were going well but Lance never talked. 

When they met new species Lance would stand in the background silently, just watching everyone. 

Hunk tried his hardest. He would talk about things he knew Lance liked, but Lance would just smile and pat him on the back and walk away. 

The team couldn’t get Lance to talk, and they tried. They did everything they could but Lance would just sit in silence. He didn’t even talk to Coran, and that broke the older man heart. 

-

The paladins were hosting a party in the castle with about 7 species from different planets. They all worked together and received a huge win. 

Everyone was talking and enjoying the party and Lance was standing by the wall sipping his drink. He watched a boy, around his age, walk towards him. 

His arms and neck were covered in tattoos and he has pointy ears with piercing all over his body. His skin was a soft blue and his hair was a bright red. He smiled at Lance and stood by him. 

The boy thanked Lance for saving his planet, and of course Lance caught onto his flirting techniques. 

Lance laughed, like a real laugh. The first laugh in weeks maybe months. It echoed through the room and every paladin heard it. They attempted not to make it obvious but they were all listening to see if Lance would do anything more. 

Lance, who was completely oblivious to what his teammates were doing, stuck his hand out to the boy. “The names Lance.” 

Self-Projecting? Do I Know Her? 

Hell yeah I was self-projecting. 

I’m basically how I write Lance XD 

I hope you like it!

Sorry it took so long!!

Thank you for this!

Btw give it up for my bisexual son ❤💜💙

modern soc au

inej: 

  • loves to dance !!! esp ballet but she can dance to whatever tbfh, she’s that good 
  • likes to wear caps, esp backwards. really loves bomber jackets too. 
  • has a couple, small tattoos dedicated to her saints 
  • is that one kid who loves to do parkour (both ironically and unironically) for instance is really good at it but sometimes just yells PARKOUR and steps over a rock
  • usually found eating lunch with her pals on the roof of the school 
  • is amazing at hide and seek like holy fuck ????? hid for 2 hours once and wasn’t found, came back the next day and was like “y'all losers SUCK" 
  • loves to study other people’s cultures, as well as history and is great as p.e (never has gotten a bad grade in the flexibility tests) 
  • likes to read poem books 
  • has a black cat as a pet named “saint" 
  • pronounced meme as "mehmeh” the first time she read it 
  • only has snapchat and instagram. is that kid who ALWAYS posts the sunset every day, esp from weird/high places and the comments are always “HOW THE FUCK DID YOU GET UP THERE" 
  • cried the most during fox and the hound 
  • always braiding nina’s hair. Knows how to do all the super advanced onces as well
  • "I don’t know, CAN YOU?" 
  •  the best one at pushing people on the swings 
  • AMAZING AT JUST DANCE WITH JESPER 
  • "sorry I ran out of fucks to give try again later maybe?" 
  • gives the nicest presents. always knows what a person wants for christmas/their birthday 
  • the one who’s really into photography and is always taking aesthetic™ pics of Nina for her social media accounts 
  • Prefers tea over coffee

wylan:

  • bullied for not being able to read (at least up until high school), so is super shy 
  • loves drawing. the artistic™ one who takes anatomy to be able to draw people better 
  • MASTER FLUTE MUSICIAN. On the school band. Jams hard af when he plays it 
  • is in gem math and AP chem with kuwei. 
  • loves sweet. addicted to blue jolly ranchers. his tongue is always blue 
  • constantly pushing up his thick rimmed glasses (even if they ain’t on, which causes him to poke his eye)
  • looooves all the superhero shows on the CW 
  • V neck sweaters. always
  • always has his trusty satchel
  • only has tumblr. has like 10k followers because of his artwork. 
  • ”‘illuminati’ ? is that a band?“ 
  • cat person even though he’s allergic to cat fur. absolutely adores inej’s cat. settles for owning a horned lizard named "shrek" 
  • secretly a huge fan of memes 
  • really gay for tom holland and ed sheeran (calls him "ginger Jesus”) 
  • gamer with jesper. they always play overwatch together, wylans better tho. a genji and Ana main 
  • cried the most during big hero six 
  • wylan, with blank eyes: “I like my coffee how I like my men” // jesper: *spits out his drink* 

matthias: 

  • sports fan obv. On the schools hockey team bc his fav is hockey. is extremely competitive when he plays it. Is constantly checking but never gets penalties (aka slamming the other players against the walls)
  • played basketball against jesper and surprisingly lost. jesper won’t let it go 
  • dog person. owns a pet pomsky (Pomeranian-husky) with nina who’s name is “bub" 
  • “long hair don’t care”draws inspiration from Harry styles 
  • really philosophical. takes all the philosophy/ethics classes available 
  • kind of sounds like Thor (thick and deep accent) 
  • a good™
  • "you’re all horrible trash”
  • “do we really have to be doing this now? I have to finish my homework" 
  • loves baking. bakes everything for the love of his life 
  • grey sweatshirts and adidas shoes 
  • wears contacts Because he hates how glasses look on him. only wears them when he’s home 
  • oblivious to all the women in love with him
  • "CAN YOU EVEN LIFT BRO? BECAUSE I SURE AS FRICK CAN” (doesn’t curse) 
  • real 👍🏻🤘🏻👌🏻life🤰🏻👼🏻🌱student📚✂️✏️athelete🏃🏼🥇🏆🥅🏒
  • has Facebook and Twitter only
  • cried the most during bambi and dumbo 
  • little spoon™ 
  • has a couple tattoos with very deep meanings

jesper: 

  • dancer with inej. dances like those ppl who look like robots ??? the ones who look like they freeze parts of their body while the others move. AMAZING at it 
  • loves jazz but also dubstep/edm and rap/r&b. Beyoncé is MOM/QUEEN. 
  • sometimes djs parties 
  • again, huge gamer with wylan. he’s a lucio and junkrat main for overwatch. loves like every video game ever 
  • loves all the marvel movies, in love with black panther (was team cap) 
  • dresses like a hipster but also sometimes a fuck boy (tank tops and shorts with a backwards cap style) 
  • favorite subject is business and debate. great negotiator 
  • cried the most during the lion king 
  • A+ cosplayer (especially his lucio cosplay) 
  • big supporter of human rights (LGBTA+, feminist, black lives matter, poc representation). Will LITERALLY get into fights over anyone who thinks otherwise. Fist fights, always supported by Kaz and Matthias. Got suspended for 3 days for breaking a kids nose who thought LGBTA+ people should **** ** ****) 
  • that one kid who has 50 fidget spinners and can do cool tricks with them. also manages to sell all of them 
  • skateboard pro™ 
  • always sends the blinking face meme, even if it’s out of context 
  • all the social medias. 
  • one tattoo only of a gun with a ‘bang’ flag coming out of it 

nina: 

  •  PROFESSIONAL👏🏻 MAKE 👏🏻 UP 👏🏻 ARTISTS 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 HAS HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF FOLLOWERS ON HER INSTAGRAM AND THE SAME FOR HER YOUTUBE CHANNEL 
  • Speaking of YouTube, she always does cute videos. Baking/cooking tutorial videos featuring Matthias, 'i do my boyfriends makeup’, 'my boyfriend does my makeup’, 'my boyfriend buys my makeup’, does make up tutorials obviously, challenges with her best friend inej like the 'whisper challenge’. everyone loves her and says her and Matthias are their otp 
  • loves fashion design, takes that class. 
  • loves horror movies/creepy things but also Disney 
  • great at roller skating 
  • always wins the best dressed awards ad school 
  • also huge fan of ed sheeran. loves little mix more than 5h. 
  • cried the most during 'up' 
  • Can speak like 4 languages (English, french, Latin and spanish) 
  • loves traveling and learning about new cultures too 
  • dancer!inej’s biggest fan and hockey!matthias’ biggest fan 
  • always breaks snapchat streaks 
  • likes to (friendly) debate with jesper, especially over stupid things 
  • amazing with kids. babysits all the time. calls “bub” (the dog) her and matthias’ baby 
  • big spoon™ 
  • notes are so fucking pretty. buys the most expensive stationary and notebooks 
  • also huge supporter of human rights. runs the feminist club. (Jesper is the Vice President) stresses loving yourself and your body, and makes sure to design comfortable yet GORGEOUS clothes for “"plus sized people”“ 
  • wins 'dynamic duo’ award with inej 
  • always eating lollipops 
  • has a few very small tatos of cute things like roses and crowns. has one quote written in cursive on her rib

kaz: 

  • prefers black coffee as well 
  • loves crime shows, whether they’re real or fake. for instance loves both 'Dateline’ and 'Criminal Minds’ also loves 'House’
  •  favorite class is psychology, learning how a person thinks and acts and feels
  • has the dregs tattoo on his arm * edge lord 9000™ * such a drama queen and diva like damn 
  • *deep sigh* "I think I’d rather go take a nap” *gets up and leaves* 
  • also loves computer science. knows how to hack shit like a pro 
  • always rough housing with jesper. broke a table once 
  • does walk with a cane. likes to slap matthias’ ass with it 
  • “bow down you fucking peasants" 
  • only types in lower case with 0 emojis and no punctuation marks. CONSTANTLY leaves people on read 
  • only has Twitter and snapchat. His posts on snapchat never have captions, yet somehow has a 200 day streak with Jesper and a 250 day streak with inej 
  • loves watching horror movies with nina 
  •  *in a fight* "oh I’ll sHOW YOU SOME DIRTY HANDS” *swings* 
  • gets second place for best dressed award 
  • always sending memes with no context in their group chat, as well as vines 
  • indie and alternative rock fan 
  • “does it look like I care because I’m sorry if it does I didn’t mean to give you that impression" 
  • head over heels for inej Ghafa like wow 
  • likes to read a lot of mystery books and non fiction books 
  • cried the most during finding dory 
  • can solve a Rubik’s cube under a minute and won’t let you forget it 
  • The one asshole who picks either Kirby or metaknight in super smash brothers brawl
  •  hates seeing the notification bubble so he always has all chats muted and notifications turned off for apps 
  • kiss ass to all the teachers to get them A’s

Kuwei: 

  • SCIENCE NERD. ALWAYS singing the bill nye theme song. Loves ASAPScience on YouTube. Master at chemistry and biology 
  • "hey did u know bill nye is, like, my dad" 
  • nina treats him like a baby 
  • loves everything to do with Star Wars while wylan loves star trek more. Fighting ensues. 
  • has a pet Siamese cat name sparky 
  • Used to have a huge crush on jesper and everyone knew it except jesper. 
  • knows the intro to the bee movie ("according to all known laws of aviation-”)
  •  jesper in the group chat: “gonna go shower be right back” // kuwei: “without me ;)?” // wylan: “KUWEI SWEAR TO FUCK” // kaz: “watch your fucking language wylan" 
  • obsessed with Pokémon go even if it died out (chose team instinct) 
  • "fight me on this" 
  • has Twitter, snapchat and instagram 
  • Always drinking ginger ale 
  • master at bop it 
  • the one kid who always forgets to pay you back for stuff 
  • is also into the CW super hero shows, so him and wylan are constantly talking about it 
  • loves cartoons and anime 
  • speaks fluent fuckboy 
  • God awful at comebacks 
  • "let’s take a selfie guys !!!” // “kuwei no-” // *snapshot sound* 
  • talks !!! Like !! This !!!! for,,, some reason ???????? 
  • huge nerd for other things too like lord of the rings and Harry Potter and game of thrones 
  • cried the most during inside out
  •  "do you think planes are scared of heights?“ // "for fucks same kuwei it’s 4am”
Jealousy - Jeff Atkins x Reader

Request - “Can you do a Jeff imagine where he gets jealous and then turns into a hot make out sesh?”

(This kinda has a bad-boy Jeff feel to it i guess)

It had been a week since you’d spoken to Jeff. A week since you’d had one of the worst arguments yet. A week since you’d felt good. Jeff was your everything, and being in a bad place with him made you feel bad to your very core.
But tonight, was your friend Jess’ party, and you had to go, for her. You would just have to avoid Jeff as much as possible.

You were here, but you were anxious to go in. So you stood behind a tree in the front yard until you’d downed the cider you’d brought with you for some liquid courage. You’d worn your lucky red lipstick.

“Right.” You muttered to yourself, before starting towards the door.

The party was as you expected it, you did enjoy a good party every now and again, but the worry tonight was seeing Jeff. You’d had a huge fight because Your close friend Zach had said something unclear, that gave Jeff the impression that you had been cheating on him with Zach. Of course, you hadn’t. Zach hadn’t meant any harm, but the way rumours spread was insane. Everyone left right and centre believed it was true, and were convincing Jeff off it, too.

You saw Hannah and Clay by the drinks and decided to go join them.

“Hey guys!” You grinned.

“Oh hey Y/N…” Clay stuttered, “Here have a drink.” He said, handing you a red cup. “H- Hannah why don’t you show Y/N the bathroom.” He was tripping over his words.

“Uh, Clay, I know where the bathroom is.” You laughed, a perplexed look on your face. Hannah laughed and started to move toward you.

Then, Jeff came out from behind the two with three drinks, and you realised what Clay had been trying to do.

“Right.” You nodded. “Imma go outside.” You awkwardly pointed toward the door and dashed outside. You knew Jeff had seen you, but you just weren’t prepared to face him yet. It hurt that he hadn’t believed you.

You sat down on a vacant chair in a relatively empty part of the garden with your drink, annoyed at yourself.

“Hey, Y/N. You all alone?” Montgomery De La Cruz appeared out of no where and sat in the seat next to you.

“Uh, I guess.” You shrugged.

“Nice. You having fun?” He asked.

“Not really.”

He put his hand on your knee. “I’m really sorry to hear that, Y/N, maybe I can help make the night better for you.”

Before you could even muster up a response, a booming voice emerged from the shadows.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing man?” Jeff was not one who got angry often, but this was him at his angriest. He was probably a few drinks in, and had pent up anger from the previous week. “That’s my fucking girlfriend! Get your goddamn hands off her or I swear to god-” he was pulling Montgomery by his collar away from you and his jaw was clenched.

“Jeff stop! It’s fine.” You cut in, standing up so fast that your drink fell over.

“No it’s not fine! This pretentious douche bag thinks he can just hit on my girlfriend and I won’t notice?” He shoved him.

“Jeff!” You shouted again. “He meant no harm. It’s not exactly like you’ve been acting like my boyfriend for the past week, so I don’t know why you are now.” The salt in your voice stung. Jeff looked taken aback, but his fist remained clenched.

“Man I’m outta here, not worth it.” Monty’s voice cut through as neither of you had really been paying attention to him, and he slithered back into the house.

“You clearly don’t get it.” He snapped.

“I’m not having this fucking argument again.” You moved in toward him, throwing your hands above your head.

“Don’t bother then!” He scoffed, stepping inwards.

“I won’t!” You spat.

“Fine.”

“Fine.”

“Great.”

“Fucking fine.” He was so close now that you could feel his hot breath on your face.

He smiled menacingly and his jaw was tight. His eyes were boring into yours. Then in one swift movement he crashed his lips to yours and grabbed your waist roughly. You kissed him back fiercely and tugged at his hair. His tongue slipped into yours and you breathed heavily through your nose. His hands were hot on you and the kiss was deep and knee-buckling. He moved his mouth down to your neck, and pressed kisses all over, before coming back to your lips and increasing the hormone driven atmosphere that parties often had. You were shivering ever so slightly from the cold, which Jeff must have sensed.

“Bedroom. Now.” Jeff whispered roughly against you, pressing on your hips. You nodded and reluctantly broke away from him, to go back in the house and find somewhere unoccupied. You re entered the house and turned back to look at Jeff. He had your red lipstick smudged all around his mouth.

“Nice look, Atkins.” Clay Jensen remarked as he passed. Jeff shook his head, clearly uncaring, and followed you up the stairs.

Once you found an empty room you resumed eating each others faces. Jeff lifted you up under your butt and you wrapped your legs around him.

“I’m so sorry…” you breathed between kisses.

“Oh believe me, I’ve never been more sorry in my life…” Jeff chuckled against you. “I knew I should’ve believed you… but everyone was telling me not to… I’m sorry…”

“Shut… up…” you struggled. He brought you down onto the bed with him and lay you down, pulling a leg over him.

“Damn… didn’t… realise… week… long time…” he eventually managed to get out.

Idiot. You thought to yourself.

su critics need to chill tf out. its a kids show. it was made for the kids. filler episode packed with moral lesson stuff? kids arent usually obsessed with the plot like you all are and the lessons are good lessons most kids shows dont even hit on. height difference issues? kids dont notice that shit and god forbid a creator have a touch of individual creativity. bright colors? yep thats for kids too. kids. like. bright. colors. yeah the majority of the people who watch su are older teens and above but kids are the target audience. this show was created for children. now can we all respect that please.

The Void Inside Me (NSFW 18+)

A/N: This idea was sprouted by one of those ads we’re the two people are texting about something really agnsty or suspenseful and you have to download the app to see the whole story. I loved the idea so much and thought no one would be more suited for it than Void. I want to thank @writing-obrien for seriously helping me out with this when I was completely stumped. Also @celestial-writing because this fic would not be finished if it weren’t for her motivating me to push through up until the very end. And @sarcasticallystilinski too for all her feedback. I think they all edited this at some point too so thank you beautiful babes, I love you all more than most. Lastly, Koneko is Japanese for kitten so says google translater. I’m sorry if I got that wrong.

Warnings: Smut; choking.

Word Count: 6860

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