im sorry this is so shit

good news: i have a girlfriend now
bad news: i have to buy her lunch for the rest of this week


Oh, shameless, shameless girl. You are so bad, making him crave you with such a heinous intensity.

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Genre: Domestic!Au / Smut / Fluff (I guess?) / Drabble 

Rated M for mentions of mature themes

Word count: 815

Author’s note: when life’s a mess and I can’t write shit, smutty drabbles for the maknae are the only way to make my mood a bit better. Enjoy, I love you all <3


“On your stomach, love,” is quietly whispered, words dripping with need from Jeon’s lips despite the faint, timid blush still warming his cheeks. At that, a curled smile blooms on your face – oh, the way his skin grows hotter, redder under your glance so wonderfully makes your fingers twitch with anticipation; and thus you can only oblige, leaving a small peck under his jaw before turning on your stomach over the mattress. You fold your arms under the pillow, resting your tilted head above it, and just for a moment you watch him watching you with hazed eyes, bitten lips, messy hair. Cheeks flushed, but skin aching for more of his love – of his sin, of his lust.

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anonymous asked:

1/2 To that anon who said 'UwU Lance is jerk bc he said to Keith he is drop out and I am drop out' as fellow dropout myself who relates to Keith in so many levels(only I am not lightskinned) seems to ignore once again that Keith is full of shit too: saying The amount of information in your brain can be stored in paper plane and also Keith literally said "If we can drop unnecessary weight" relating to Lance. So yeah, I love Lance bc he is flawed and can be jerk too, but just like Keith.

2/2 But if you decided to ONLY dislike Lance for his flaws while ignoring other character flaws that is biased shit, like it’s easy to say you like Hunk he is fucking angel he barely done anything wrong, but if brown characters can’t be flawed from time to time to be liked, while flaws of lightskinned characters can be easily ignored and forgiven, that shit is racist.


yeah anon you put it very well

anonymous asked:

Person a tripping in the street and person b whomst is a stranger to them catches them and accidentally dips them ( like the dance thing u know)

Justin Oluransi likes to walk, and being in this city so far has been nothing but walking.

Walking from the subway to the hotel to the pharmacy back to the hotel, then to the hospital in the morning for his interview and from there to the deli for an early lunch then back to the hotel and then just - out to explore midtown.

New York City is all. walking. all. the. time. And it’s beautiful clear weather on a breezy spring midmorning.

He loves it.

It’s like a dance, weaving between the many pedestrians, pausing for cars in the street but not waiting for the signal to turn green, picking up the pace to get away from the creepy dude following too closely, and then slowing down to enjoy the atmosphere - suddenly halting to catch his breath when he turns a corner and sees the Empire State Building.

What a sight, what a rush, what a thrill! The only thing missing would be a -


A man bumps into him from behind so hard he’s twisted around and Justin’s glad he’s got quick reflexes because otherwise the man would have hit the concrete with the back of his head.

Instead, Justin has an arm under his shoulders and the other hand gripping the man’s waist tight to keep him cradled against his chest.

Wide green eyes stare up at him, and for a moment Justin can’t think. Those eyes are mesmerizing - they’re beautiful, soft, sweet. Justin’s lost in them.

It takes a moment for him to register that the other man’s hands are both gripping his arm tight, fingers digging into the light fabric of his favorite salmon hoodie, and he realizes he should help the man back to his feet.

“Sorry,” Justin says, pulling him into an upright position and letting his hands linger on the other man’s biceps for a moment to make sure he can support his own weight just fine.

“Chyeah, no, please, I’m sorry, I just, uh -” The other man is fumbling for words, running his hands over himself and then reaching up to right the cap on his head. “My legs don’t always send letters of intent to my brain, so sometimes my body wants to keep a pace and my legs just like - bolt for no apparent reason and I tumble over myself like a newborn fawn and it’s not - uh..”

He finally looks up and meets Justin’s gaze and for a moment Justin thinks he might lose himself in those beautiful eyes again, but the other man seems to suddenly regain control of himself upon catching sight of him. He straightens and stands taller, pulling at the hem of his t-shirt and licking his lips.

Justin does,, not follow the movement. Nope.

The other man clears his throat. “That wasn’t very chill of me.”

Justin laughs and the other man smiles softly in response.

“That’s ok,” Justin says. And then, because this man is really beautiful and Justin has never passed up an opportunity to flirt with beautiful people, he says “I was just thinking about how walking around here is like dancing, and then you waltzed into my arms for one heck of a grand finale.”

That gets a surprised laugh and a hint of a blush creeping on his cheeks, Justin can tell.

God, this man is beautiful.

“I’m Justin,” he says, extending his hand forward.

“Derek,” the other man - Derek - says.

When their palms meet Justin has to will himself not to stare at the way they fit in each other so well, or how they look clasped like that, or how long Derek’s fingers are.

“So uh,” Derek says, pulling his hand away but letting his fingers trail along Justin’s just slightly. “You pick up dance partners on 6th Av often?”

“Shit, is that the street this is? I thought I was on Broadway?”

He has to look around for a second, because if he got lost he has no idea how he’s gonna get back to the hotel and he cant handle being lost right now.

But Derek’s easy laugh flows over him, as does his gentle touch on his shoulder to draw Justin’s attention back to him.

“Yeah, Broadway’s right here. It just intersects here, see.” He’s pointing out all the street signs around them. “You probably just walked one block this way without realizing.”

“God, I’m such a tourist.”

Derek laughs again, and Justin loves how it sounds. “That’s alright, so’s everyone else.”

“You’re not from here either?”

“Oh no, I was born and raised on the Upper East Side. But everyone’s a tourist in this city bro, even the locals. Tourism is a state of mind.”

Justin lets that hover in the air for a moment. He watches Derek’s face and the way he seems so much more collected now, so much more in control and - chill.

“I’d love to have a five hour conversation with you about that one sentence.”

“No shit?”

“No shit.” Justin revels in the curious look adorning Derek’s face and asks “Where can we get coffee and talk into the sunset?”

Derek smirks and Justin can feel in his bones that he is not going to make the flight home tonight.

But that’s ok, maybe he won’t go home. Maybe he’ll stay in this city, take that position at the hospital, and maybe… maybe he’ll have Derek show him around in the meantime.

holy fuk rereading some of my responses to questions about art styles and shit from some days ago i can see why ppl would think im like constantly aggressive LMAO im sory i went thru a mental shift some days ago and i wont elaborate on t but it put me in a really weird place and i felt like i could do anything SO SORRY about that

anonymous asked:

Hello, I'll just spit out all of my problems so like yeah; i sleep for 2 hours every day and wake up in 4am, i see people in my room, i have anxiety, i am goth/punk/emo and then everyone looks at me when im somewhere and i hate it, my bff is my sister, i used to selfharm, now i selfharm in a different way, i attempted suicide, i draw but i hate it most of the times, im spoiled, i go to a therapist and my ma is ashamed because of it, my dad screams at me, im fat, i have anger issues, i hate ppl

Well that’s a whole teenage package here. Sorry, didn’t want to sound rude, just a terrible joke!

You mainly have to change your perspective on life. And that will happen while growing up (first hand experience, I was in a shit mess too), so, unfortunately you have to live it up till that day. The only thing I can suggest in this case is: take things in a more relaxed way. Or even better, take everything as a joke. I know, I know, it’s difficult when you have serious anger issues (I still have them too, I completely black out when I’m furious) but it’s actually the only thing that can help you while ‘waiting’. You just have to adopt the “I don’t give a fuck” philosophy which I know is hard to follow. But it will help you, trust me.

anonymous asked:

so i need to think bout college and theres 1 campus I've fallen in love with. only issue is its five hours away. that wouldn't be a problem except i cant drive and i have a bunch of rare medical disorders and my doctors I've had since i was 5 live here. theres only 2 colleges in my state with my major. the other is $40000 a year and i don't want to go there at all but everyone including my friends is telling me i need to because of my medical shit. i want to be safe but i also want to be happy

(the college anon) sorry for venting im just mad about all this. i should add that i am bi and the $40000 campus is a religious college so uhhh… i really am just not feeling it. and yet everyone just keeps telling me to stay near home. they don’t even care what i think I’m just sick of it all


Dont go to a college you dont want to go to. Seriously you WILL regret it. Especially because its so expensive and religious and because you just plain do not wanna go. Doctors are replaceable and Im sure with a bit of research you can find a new one that can deal with your medical issues. I had the same worries as you, i didnt want to move to a faraway college bc i had doctors close by and bc all my family was telling mw to stay close. I ended up moving to a uni thats three+ hours away from home and its the best damn decision ive ever made. And the good thing about college towns is that they usually have a shitton of doctors to deal with EVERYTHING because so many diverse people come in that they kind of have to have them!!! Dont do sometjing youll regret. Be happy with your decision.

anonymous asked:

im so sorry for all the shit youre going through, stay strong my frien

it’s ok

i just thought it was funny because i’m pretty convinced most of them were all sent by the same person

so like

imagine sitting down and taking like 15 minutes of your time to send gross messages to a stranger on the internet in an attempt to feel superiority over them

like how fucking sad is that
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Kiss with a Fist (taekook prison au) chapter 26

Taehyung got into his first fight when he was five years old.

It had been in some shitty day-care where the old woman in the building next to theirs took twenty bucks a day to make sure the kids didn’t die. The woman in charge, Mrs. Ryu, hadn’t really given a shit about the half dozen kids she was responsible for and as long as she returned them alive and relatively unharmed to their parents at the end of the day no one really cared about what the kids got up to under her watch.

Taehyung had been a relatively quiet child and as such he’d preferred to sit in the corner alone and play with the couple of worn toys the woman gave them. His favourite was a pink bunny he called Mr. Bun. It was old, falling apart and missing an eye but it was soft and Taehyung loved it, that bunny had made him feel a little less alone in a big, scary world.

off hiatus; still have shit going on

[ Yeah sorry i’ve been gone guys! But now I’m back with some good news! I got offered a job that I will start trying it out somewhere next week! It will be a rather physical and quite unappealing job; taking out trash ( taking myself out eh? ) and cleaning at a mall for approx 7 hours a day; but i dont mind it one bit as long as I’m working and getting paid and im sooooo happeh! :3 And the staff are really cool and nice ladies so yaaahhh! This means my activity will still be a bit scarce here, but managable; thanks for being patient with me 💕 ]





anonymous asked:

Wooooooow. I'm so sorry you had to waste your time on that. Like any idiot would get discouraged by a grammar typo from such an amazing author. He can shove his opinions up his ass, along with his head. You do you, Gabie.

honestly, me too, like i was dead serious, i had shit to do and that wasted almost two hours, like coño im still tryna do this laundry

thanks for the solidarity friend. i’ll definitely keep doing my thing :)