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Sharing is Caring

Title: Sharing is Caring

Pairing: Reader x Jared x Jensen (no J2 action)

Word Count: 2,500

Warning: It’s a threesome, so it’s basically all smut

Summary: You are dating Jared Padalecki. One night, after you’ve gone to bed, Jared has Jensen and their friend Matt over. Matt thinks it would be funny if Jensen slid into bed, pretending to be Jared, to see how badly they could scare you. Little did they know that you hadn’t fallen asleep just yet and heard the entire conversation outside the bedroom door.

“Matt, you do it.” Jared hissed.

“Hell no! Y/N’s gonna kill me. Jensen, you do it!”

“Oh, right, sure. Just let me be the one to get their ass kicked.” There was a slight paused before you heard Jensen mutter, “fuck, alright.”

Smiling to yourself, you did your best to stay still as the door pushes open. All of the boys were laughing quietly as you felt the bed dip next to you. Pretending to shift in your sleep, you rolled over, draping an arm and a leg over ‘Jared’.

Nuzzling your head into his chest you took a deep breath and muttered, “mmm I love it when you smell like Jensen.”

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I Want Action

Originally posted by sensualkisses

Characters: Dean Winchester x Fem!Reader, Sam Winchester

Word Count: 1,323

Warnings: a drop of angst maybe, SMUT, car sex, breath play?, some dirty talk, interrupting Sam

(the lyrics used from I Want Action by Poison are italicized


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Just a quick drabble that wouldn’t stop bugging me this morning.

Originally posted by amal-albuloshia

The door to the garage swings open and you and Sam spring apart, guilt coloring your features.  Sam shoves his hands in his pockets. The panic begins to roil in your gut as you see the stormy look on Dean’s face.

“What the fuck?” he shouts as he stomps toward the two of you.  

Shit, he’s going to kill you. And Sam. Then he’ll hide the bodies where no one will ever find them.  

Sam removes his hands and spreads them wide, trying to placate his brother. “Dean, it’s not what you think.”

“Really? ‘Cause where I’m standing, it looks pretty fucking bad!” Dean’s cheeks are red - he’s pissed.

“Dean,” you manage to speak up, “it’s not as bad as you think, I swear.”  

“It’s not her fault, Dean, it’s mine. It was my idea…” Sam tries in vain to pardon your guilt and take the fall, but you were just as much to blame as he was.

Dean holds up a hand to cut Sam off as he drops to his knees. “Oh, baby, what did they do to you?”  He runs his hand over the dent over the wheel well on the passenger side of the Impala. “That’s it!” He rises to his feet, holding out his hand to you. Meekly you drop the keys into his outstretched palm. “You two - neither of you - are ever driving my baby again!”

Make Me Cry

Originally posted by hartshoney

Pairing: Clay Jensen x Reader

Request: “39 – Clay Jensen”


39. “I’m just tired.”

Word count: 1.576

Posted: 21st of May 2017

A/N: Another Clay imagine! I hope that you are liking my imagines and I hope that you keep on supporting me. I am trying to write as many imagines as I could since I’m having my training period next week. Updating might be slow, because I will be working and I won’t have my laptop with me. I will do my best to write every request and, hopefully, I can post them soon. I hope you understand, thank you.

P.S.: I am not accepting any part 2 requests for my prompt imagines, sorry.

- G. x

Link: Prompt list

Warning: betraying, a little bit of angst and swearing

“Clay.” You mumbled as you let yourself fall on the ground for what you’ve just seen. Your heart broke and your world fell apart as you heard Jessica’s bedroom door slamming in front of you. “Hannah.”

You wanted to move, but it seemed like someone was stopping you to do so. You wanted to cry, but tears wouldn’t stream down you face. You wanted to shout, but it seemed like your voice was taken away.

You were in one of those parties that Jessica organized because the school was almost starting and she invited the whole school to celebrate the last days of summer together. In fact, the house was too crowded and people were having fun, except you.

You weakly went downstairs emotionlessly as the happening was slowly sinking in your mind. You slowly walked, one foot in front of the other as you tried to protect yourself from people’s sweaty bodies. Everything was in slow-motion as you dealt with the images of Clay, your actual boyfriend, and Hannah kissing. You couldn’t accept it, you just couldn’t.

The only things that brought you back into the reality were the loud beats of some techno songs and the smell of the disgusting mix of drugs, alcohol and cigarettes in the air.

“Are you okay, (Y/N)?” Your brother Jeff asked as he noticed you in the middle of the drunken crowd. He grabbed your hand and pulled you near him so he could have the chance to talk to you properly.

“I…” You started to talk and the tears finally found their way out. Jeff hugged you tightly as he gave you the chance to let your resentments out. “Clay.”

Your vision was blurry as you remembered how Clay behaved with you in these past few weeks, he was strange and detached from you. You thought that he just needed some time to breathe before the classes resumed, but now you noticed that he needed that time to spend it with Hannah, one of your close friends. You were blinded by his love and by her friendship, that you didn’t see the hole in your almost perfect relationships with them.

“Let’s go outside, okay?” Jeff rubbed your back and as you wet Jeff’s brown shirt with your hot streaming tears, you tortured yourself as you remembered every scene where Clay acted in that way.

“What’s the matter, Clay?” You worriedly asked your boyfriend when you noticed that he was staring blankly at the ceiling of your room. You were talking about your plans during your holidays together, but he didn’t seem so interested about it.

“It’s nothing, Babe. Maybe I worked too much earlier.” Clay responded, quickly looking at you. He was afraid to make you feel unimportant, but that was how Clay socialize with people.

“Are you sure?” You raised your eyebrow and you really started to worry for Clay’s behaviour. He was silent and overthinking.

“Yes, love,” Clay assured you once again. “I’m just tired.” He shortly answered.

“Do you want to go home now?” You asked as you took his arms off around your waist. You sat up from the bed and you observed Clay’s face. He somehow felt relieved to see that you weren’t angry at all.

“May I?” Clay sat back up too and he looked straight in your eyes to find the answer, fidgeting with your fresh, thin and candid blanket. He knew you well and he would know if you were lying or not.

“Yup, don’t worry.” You thought of his well-being first, instead of making a scene. You thought that maybe there was really too much work at Crestmont’s during his duty.

“See you tomorrow, okay?” He quickly stood up from the bed as he grabbed his sweater from your study table. You were shocked because his energy suddenly increased and your doubts suddenly penetrated your confused brain.

“Take care.” You reminded him as he headed to your bedroom door. He was in a hurry as if he needed to meet someone else. You knew Clay so much and he never wanted to arrive late when he needed to meet someone. “I love you, Clay.” You said as you shook your doubts off, fighting between you and your brain as you defended Clay’s actions.

“Oh, I love you too.” He responded back as he walked back to you and he gave you a quick kiss on your temple. “Bye.” He ran out of the room as he almost stumbled while going downstairs.

It was surely not Clay, because he would never forget to greet you well before leaving, so you followed him downstairs, but as soon as you opened your front door, you could barely see an animated soul in the street.

The humid and hot summer air hit your face as your tears scorched your already red burning cheeks, your still-sober-brother guiding you slowly and watching your steps carefully. You’ve just realized that he was stumbling down because he couldn’t wait to see Hannah that day. You assumed that the change in his behaviour was because of Hannah and you couldn’t help but hate them both, nevertheless hate was a really big and horrible word.

“What happened, (Y/N)?” Alex, your best friend, curiously asked with his furrowed eyebrows as he saw you and your brother. Your vision was blurry as you sobbed very loudly, catching the people’s attention easily. Alex’s comfort made it difficult to cope with the situation that you were already in.

“Fuck Jensen!” You spat as you felt Alex’s arms around your weak body. He was trying to cheer you up, because he knew that your relationship with Clay wasn’t that healthy in the past few days. You confided him your doubts and perplexity about Clay’s action and he was always by your side to listen.

“Clay!” You heard your brother calling your boyfriend and anger quickly sank in your body. You suddenly felt a weight in your chest as you felt betrayed, cheated on and have been made a fool of. “Where were you?”

“Uh,” His eyes started to wander around the surroundings of Jessica’s garden, trying to think of a good and coherent excuse. He fidgeted with the hem of his shirt too, just like what he did with your blankets that night. You already knew his actions, he’s always done it whenever he would lie to you or to people. “What the fuck, (Y/N) and Alex?” Clay exclaimed as his gaze caught yours, seeing the position that you were in, together with Alex. Your anger increased as he totally ignored your endless tears, not caring of what you were feeling.

“What the hell, Jensen?” You carefully pushed Alex’s arms off you and you walked towards your boyfriend. “Answer Jeff’s question: where were you?” Hot and endless tears still ran through your face as you bravely faced up the situation.

“I…” Clay tried to answer but no words came out from his mouth. He was speechless, because he didn’t know what excuse to invent. He was shocked, although he didn’t show it, because he was accidentally caught in the scene.

“I hate you, Jensen!” You angrily said, spitting the venom in your mouth. “I fucking hate you, traitor!” You didn’t want to do it, but someone or something, probably the anger, has ordered your right hand to slap Clay on his cheek as hard as you could.

“(Y/N), what has happened?” Jeff curiously asked as he separated you from Clay, avoiding his close friend to get hurt once again. Alex grabbed you and he tried to calm you down with his touch.

“You fucking ask him, Jeff! You fucking ask him.” You thrusted Alex’s hand off your arm harshly and you started to run away from them, trying to escape from the horrible situation that you were in. The situation hit you as if it was a truck and it broke every inch of you, not just your heart, but also your mind and your soul.

“(Y/N)!” Clay called you as he tried to stop you from running, still bearing with the painful slap that you gave him. He wanted to explain, even though he knew that it would be useless.

“Just go and kiss Hannah once again, it seemed like you had fun in that room.” You shouted back and you saw your brother’s aura became black as soon as he understood the situation. He was wrapped in anger, because Clay hurt you and he promised that he would never do it. “You did nothing but to make me cry in these disgusting days. I hope you are happy now.”

You stood there as you observed the most important boys in your life from afar. You cried as you bear with your broken heart. “Jensen, I am giving up this time.”

“(Y/N), please listen to me first!” Clay followed you and grabbed your hand.

“No, Clay,” You shook your head as you wiped your tears with the back of your hand. “because all you ever did when I needed you the most was to make me cry.”

He broke you and you couldn’t stand to hear his dirty lies anymore. You never hated him like you did that night and you thought that it was finally the time that you gave yourself a value and some respect. You needed to give him up, because Clay couldn’t keep on making you cry, nevertheless the powerful and strong love that you felt for him.

anonymous asked:

Ur so fucking annoying you act like you're the shit and that everyone has to follow you "im so disappointed" bitch please who are you to be disappointed? Do you know jimin personally? Did he say that he needed some obnoxious defensive comment about how to use his face? Fuck. Get your head out of your ass you possessive sorry excuse for a fan. Your blog has been anything but helpful with all the haters u have piling up cuz ur so fucking dense and have no life outside of having a choke hold on bts

Who said everyone has to follow me? Your hate does nothing to me you’re just another coward stranger on the internet.

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Originally posted by monkeybuttt

1. “I swear, if you weren’t so attractive, I’d punch you in the face nine times by now.“

2. "If you really loved me, then there wouldn’t be a choice.”

3. "You are cordially to go fuck yourself.”

4. "Your smile is not as bright as it use to be.”

5. "How can you love something so broken?”

6. "One of your fans just told me, that I’m rumored to be 34.”

7. “Stop quoting my songs, or I’ll leave you!”

8. “I wish I didn’t give a fuck, but that’s the problem; I care too much!”

9. “Their life is more plastic than a Barbie doll, I swear!”

10. “You got a cute butt.”

11. “You have a cute nose, don’t make me break it.”

12. “You’re not allowed to use that name.”

13. “It was never your looks that pulled me in, it was your heart.”

14. “You couldn’t pay me enough to wear matching shirts with you.”

15. “I keep waiting on the day when you tell me that I’m not good enough.”

16. “You’re cute with glasses.”

17. “I keep waiting on the day when you tell me that I’m not good enough.”

18. “You see, unlike some other people, I don’t sleep with everyone I make eye contact with.”

19. “I must have said ‘I’m fine’ at least 37 times, and I didn’t mean it once, but no one noticed.”

20. "I hope you realize trying to keep your distance from me in no way lessens my attraction for you.”

21. "It’s six o’clock in the morning, you’re not having vodka!”

22. "Does he know about the baby?”

23. “Wow, we are screwed.”

“Really? What could possibly make you say that?”

24. “Perhaps one day you’ll take me out - or do I have to make an appointment?”

25. “Remember that time I asked for your opinion?”


“Yeah, neither do I.”

26. “I’m sorry. It’s just every time you open your mouth, you seem to get more annoying. Does it take effort to do that?”

27. “Do you love me?”

“Depends on how much food you bought.”

28. “I only tolerate you because we’re related.”

“Funny. I was about to say the same thing about you.”

29. “It’s just god punishing you for being a ginger.”

30. “We were best friends. Now, you’re just somebody I use to hang with.”

31. “Remembering how happy we were, just makes the pain worse.”

32. “Baby, I will never stop trying to help you see your beauty.”

33. “You carry your fathers’ wedding ring with you, that bracelet is from your younger sister, but nothing from your mother… Why?”

34. “Don’t call me princess, asshole!”

35. “I can’t move on from something that wasn’t suppose to end!”

36. “I’m done. I’m done trying so hard only for you to never even look in my direction!”

37. “I only ever wanted to hear that you love me. Was I asking too much?”

38. “I can’t believe you told them I had a ____ kink!”

39. “Somehow, you don’t even have to open your mouth to make my head hurt.”

40. “I don’t remember a fight, or a reason, so what happened? Why did we break up?”

41. “Where did you learn to fight like that?”

“Have you ever been to a concert?”

42. “Jason Scott wouldn’t treat me like this.”

“Well, Jason is a fictional character.”

“How dare you!”

43. “How did you two become best friends?”

“I punched him/her in the face, and he/she gave me a high-five.”

44. “I’m not leaving until you tell me what’s wrong and don’t try lying to me.”

“I don’t know what’s wrong, okay? I’m just…really tired.”

45. “I thought you were on a diet?”

“No, I actually told you to fuck off.”

46. “You watched four seasons today?”

“Stop questioning my life choices!”

47. “Smart has five letters, but so does idiot.”

“I may be an idiot, but I’m your idiot.”

48. “I’m your daughter.”

49. “Hey now, the middle finger isn’t going to make you less wrong.”

50. “Since we’re getting married tomorrow, I figured I should thank you for whacking me in the face when we met.”

51. “I don’t think I can handle exceptions. I don’t want to let you down.”

“You’ve never let me down.”

52. “Don’t worry about me, I can handle myself.”

“But you don’t have to handle yourself alone.”

53. “I don’t know who I am anymore.”

“That’s okay, because I know who you are.”

54. “What’s the best thing that has ever happened, do you think, in this world?”

“You being born.”

55. “Listen, you motherfucker, you’re not getting me killed!”

56. “Respect your elders, I’m seven months older than you so you have to respect me!”

57. “Well, that was overkill.”

“No, that was style. Something you clearly lack.”

58. “Was the glitter really necessary?”

“Not really, but it added a nice flare to the explosions, don’t you think?”

59. “You killed me!”

“You came back! I don’t see why you’re still making such a big deal out of it!”

60. “I feel like I’m making a name for myself here.”

“Yeah, and the name is ‘Shooty McTriggerhappy’.”

61. “You know, you’re not half as bad as I thought.”

“Aww, that’s so sweet. You getting soft on me?”

“Shut it, the word bad was still in the sentence.”

62. “We literally saw you die!”

“You saw me die? That’s messed up!”

63. “If worst comes to worst, we’ll just have to break you out of jail.”

“I can hear you. You guys do remember that I’m a law enforcement official, right?

64. “Can I fight it?”


“How about that one?”

“This is a zoo. You can’t fight any of the animals.”

“Gladiators did.”

“You make Gladiators look tame.”

65. “I’m pregnant.”

“What? How did that happen?”

“You were there, I assure you.”

66. “I love my tiny human.”

67. “I didn’t think anything could be worth nine months of that nonsense, but…well, you’ve got quite a smile, little one.“

68. “I used to be such a loser.”

“What do you mean used to?

69. “Oh god, what is that?”

“That’s my face, you jerk.”

70. “All I wanted was to be someones’ favorite person.”

71. ““I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me attention.”

“Come here, you can sit in my lap until I’m done working.”

72. ““I am five hundred years too old for this shit.”

“And yet, you don’t look a day over two hundred.”

“Stop trying to butter me up.”

73. “Do you regret getting involved with me?”

74. “Did you seriously run face first into a light pole because you saw a pretty girl?”

“I’m gay.”

75. “How dare you talk to me, peasant. I am your queen.”

“You’re wearing a blanket over your shoulders.”

“Silence! Now, fetch me some substances.”

76. “He was my person.”

78. “Why does it hurt so much?”

“Because it was real.”

79. “Don’t yell at me like a child!”


80. “Seven fucking years, and that’s all you have to say?”

81. “Would you mind not setting my stuff on fire every time you get mad?”

82. “I got to admit, you’re really sexy with that gun. Terrifying, but sexy.”

83. “Maybe he’s afraid of me because I know how to use a knife.”

“Well, I mean, that’s why I’m afraid of you, so….”

84. “One day, you’ll learn.”

“Learn what?”

“That someone like me doesn’t get a happy ending. Those are reserved for people like you.”

85. “She’s dead, and it’s your fault!”

86. “Go to your room!”

“First off, we share a room. Secondly, I’m the older one. Bitch.”

87. “After being told I would never be good, I guess I stopped trying to prove it wrong.”

88. “Everyday I sent you flowers, because I still haven’t accepted that you’re in the ground they grow in now.”

89. “Quit being sarcastic!”

“Sarcasm is my spiritual gift!”

90. “I have taken bullets, and punches, and all sorts of hits, but nothing….no pain compares to loving you.”

91. “Just jam you knee right up my crotch, this is fine.”

92. “Do you remember when you use to think you were straight?”

93. “Is he house trained? You know, won’t piss on my carpet or anything? Won’t chew down on my couch?”


“Uhmm, excuse me, I’m a werewolf, not a bloody dog!”

94. “You speak surprisingly well for a guy who has a broken jaw.”

95. “The blood’s just from a nosebleed; don’t worry about it.”

96. “You didn’t do the dishes, I’m not doing you.”

97. “You need to decrease your attitude size from a black hole to an electron.”

98. “Your teeth look like they could fall out if I punch them. Let’s experiment, shall we?”

99. “You, me, my house, popcorn, a two liter of Dr. Pepper, and Netflix; you in?”

100. “Sometimes I wish my freckles were like constellations, but they’re really like a two-year old who stabbed a crayon onto paper repeatedly.”

101. “That teacher deserved to be cursed out, okay?”

102. “I tried to stab a kid with a pencil.”

103. “A little thing like you managed to beat the crap out someone?”

104. “You’re on level 176?”

“Can you judge me harder?”

105. “You can’t ride a bike?”

“Shush, my mom never taught me.”

106. “Is it that time of the month?”

“You literally ask me this every time I’m mad at you.”

107. “It’s not fair that you’re hot and funny.”

“Look who’s talking…just kidding, your jokes suck.”

108. “Your voice is sexy.”

“Your ass is sexy.”

109. “Can you quit being so sassy?”
“Can you quit being so controlling?”

110. “Are those slippers?”

“Is that you being mean? AGAIN?”

111. “I think you’ll be happy to know that I’m not wearing any underwear.”

112. “Shut the fuck up. A pikachu onesie does so suit me!”

113. “Just because you’re carrying a baby, doesn’t mean you have to act like one.”

114. “If you don’t shut your mouth, the next thing that comes out of it is your teeth.”

115. “Sweetie, every night you don’t kill him in his sleep, he wins.”

116. “I will cut a bitch if she touches you.”

117. “Omg here goes your lil crybaby ass.”

118. “Dating me is like dating a five year old. I need all of your attention, and I’m cranky if I haven’t had a nap.”

119. “Why do you look so red?”

“I’m DYING!”

120. “Next time I won’t miss on purpose, so choose your words carefully.”

Feel free to send requests at any time, I’ll be here waiting ❤❤

Originally posted by ultra-beautiful-love17

just imagine mcmartinski playing video games in scotts house, firstly it’s only boys playing and then lydia come in and she is like “let me try” and she beats them both leaving them shooketh and stiles being like “what?? it can’t be it!! she is good at e v e r y t h i n g, lydia you know it’s unfair, right??” she just shrugs her shoulders with a proud smile on her face while stiles still continues his monologue “i mean, scott, have you seen it?? no stop, scott don’t give me that face, SCOTT, this isn’t funny” scott laughs “dude, deal with it, your girlfriend is better than you in this”

thebloodyshuckface  asked:

HI I HAVE A REQUEST. SO you and the boys are playing monopoly and you are winning and they're almost broke. So how they react i guess? Jealous? Mad? Proud? XD okay yeah THANKS

Alex - “You’re welcome, by the way,” Alex taunts, a chuckle in his tone as he watches you; dancing around the living room in celebration of your first Monopoly win against Alex, ever. “Excuse me?” you stop in your tracks, turning to face the man who was smirking up at you from his spot on the carpet. “You’re welcome,” he repeats, getting to his feet. You narrow your eyes. “For letting you win,” he smiles, licking his lips cockily. “Oh yeah?” you probe, folding your arms across your chest and raising your brows. “So that little tantrum about how I cheated and you demanding a rematch was all just part of your act?” you laugh and Alex flushes red. “I swear you didn’t have three houses on Mayfair,” he mumbled under his breath and you throw you head back laughing at your ridiculous man-child of a boyfriend. “But I’ll let it slide,” he says with a chuckle, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you into him, his lips brushing your forehead. “I’m still on for that rematch, though,” he teased and you pulled back to cock a brow at him. “You’re on, Gaskarth,” you remark and he laughs, nodding approvingly at your new found confidence.

Jack - Jack lets out a loud groan as you take your turn, moving your little metal dog a couple more spaces, debating whether or not to purchase the spot you land on. “You’re turn,” you say, handing the pair of dice over to him. He takes them in his palm reluctantly. He’d spent the whole game complaining about how boring Monopoly was and how he hated it, and somewhere along the way he had figured out exactly how to finally end the game. He strategically roles the dice, skidding them across the board in a way that means they barely move and then clearly reaching over and flipping one over until it reads a 6. “Oh would you look at that,” he speaks with mock surprise as he moves his little thimble 12 spaces, landing on your most expensive property and therefore bankrupting himself. You shake your head but a smile tugs at your lips. “What a shame,” he deadpans, his eyes melting right in front of you as he moves to pull you into him, kissing you hard. You laugh against his lips as he pushes all of the pieces off the board and lays you down on it, hovering over you. “Yano, this” - he gestures to you strewn across the board - “is a game I’d like to play,” he teases with a smirk and you roll your eyes, blushing slightly as he leans back in to place his lips on yours once more.

Zack - “Wait, what? I can’t pay you that much, I only have $20,” Zack grumbles, his eyes narrowed as he tries to wrap his head around this game. You had been shocked to learn he’d never played Monopoly before but it was fun watching him try to grasp the rules and getting frustrated when things didn’t go his way - which was pretty much every turn he took. “Yeah,” you laughed, “that means I win,” you smiled, feeling a little proud but not nearly as smug as you would have been had Zack even tried. “What?!” he furrows his brows, “No, that’s not fair, I didn’t even know how to play,” he begins to defend himself and you laugh. “Do you wanna play again?” you ask with a smirk, watching as he looks up in horror. “What? Hell no, this is boring as fuck,” he remarks and you laugh, earning a smile from him. “But I’ll kick your ass at Cluedo any day of the week,” he brags, popping the collar of his shirt mockingly and you roll your eyes. “Is that a threat?” you ask, raising a brow. “Oh, baby, that’s a promise,” he says with a grin, getting to his feet and leaving the room, undoubtedly to go and get his beloved game of Cluedo.

Rian - “Okay, okay,” he chuckled, defeated as he hands over two bright blue, flimsy pieces of paper reading $50. You take the money with a smug smirk, fanning yourself with the scarce amount of fake bills. “All cleared out,” Rian laughs, throwing his hands up and giving in to his clear loss. “And still in debt,” you point out with a laugh, pointing to the card with your property prices on; the one which Rian had landed on and had been his final demise. He chuckled and shakes his head at the obvious satisfaction plastered on your face. “Alright, we get it,” he teases, “you’re the Monopoly queen and I’ll never live up to your legacy,” he rolls his eyes but you nod, adding this game to your long list of conquests. “Mmmhmm,” you agree, leaning across the board game, your hands making a mess of the little houses and cards as you reach over to place a gentle kiss on Rian’s lips, “and don’t you forget it,” you whisper against him and he laughs, his hands finding your neck and pulling you closer, shutting you up by deepening the kiss.

Alright since BTS has won one of the biggest awards in their life. Please under any circumstances shove their wins down other people’s faces. Respect one another. No “ha my faves one yours didn’t” type of immature antics. BE RESPECTFUL. We don’t need unnecessary hate within this fandom, we have tons of that already. We need to stop making BTS look bad as fandom wise. Lets be together as one and lets celebrate this huge achievement on BTS behalf.


YOU. GUYS. I. CAN’T. BELIEVE. THIS. I JUST HIT 500!!! MY HEART I CAN BARELY TYPE AHHHHHHHHAHAHA YOU JUST MADE THIS GIRL VERY HAPPY I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH!!! I NEVER GOT MY 300 OR 400 CELEBRATION SMUTS UP I NEED TO STEP UP MY GAME. YOU GUYS. YOU’RE SPOILING ME. THIS IS INCREDIBLE THANK YOU ALL ❤❤❤<p> Special special SPECIAL thanks to @ashzombie13 for pushing me over the edge into 500!! Please go follow her she’s sweet and loving and helpful and funny and just a GREAT PERSON ❤❤❤

I will try to get my smut up asap!!! It turned into a john fic so.. Yeah. I love you all please never stop bein your beautiful selves bc your faces are wonderful and I love you 😘

BobbyWatch: California Solo Part 4 and Final Thoughts

Mozart’s Requiem - interesting choice, I love it. Mmm, Bobby talking about Mozart does things to me,

No. Keys are a bad idea. Don’t drive.

Nonono what are you doing why

You think a voicemail isn’t the right way to come on to her? No shit, Sherlock.

I like Warren. He looks genuinely upset and worried, and I like that he came to get him - shit, Lach.

Look - one of the things that pisses me off about Lachlan is that he does have people who care about him. Beau, Warren - they would probably be his actual friends if he would let them. He’s just so clueless to that - so self-absorbed and miserable - that he pushes them away.

Bobby, please stop touching your hair and face. It’s so distracting.

Nice wind/floof action during the Ari meet-up scene.

Aw, Ari plays in a band! And she remembers him! And she offers to do the extreme hardship thing! What a sweetheart. I’m proud of Lach for telling her no - that’s what we call personal growth.

Aw, Kathryn’s gonna let Ari go visit him. That’s so nice.

Final thoughts: I liked this movie. It’s an original story. I think maybe a little more backstory on why he ended up where he was could have made the film feel a little more complete, but I liked the slow buildup, and the inevitable feeling of it all, like watching an avalanche come down the mountain. You could try to run, but what’s the point? You’re getting crushed either way. And while there was some growth for Lachlan - notably not taking Ari up on her offer - there wasn’t a whole lot, was there? Ultimately, deciding to go back home was just him deciding not to fight, and that’s very in character for Lachlan - it’s clear that he’s a passive person at heart, someone to whom life happens.

Movie: 8/10 Solid performances, effective storytelling, good soundtrack

Bobby Hotness Factor: Holy shit, off the fucking charts. So much white. So much arm porn. So much floof action. Singing. Walking. Touching hair. Smiling. Thicker accent. DENIM-CLAD BOOTY. Only quibble: no kissing. At all. Though that might have been a good thing because otherwise I might have melted completely. Anyway, yeah. 27496958473272183204398546723/10

About Stardust

It was impossible to escape his voice, his eyes, his face, his fucking presence. Every time you went to the internet, there he was, with his lips pressed to the microphone as he leaned into it, his hands on his back and that intense pout he made whenever he was trying to hit the right note. You looked at him, saw his lips twist into that delightful pout, and his brows scrunch in concentration, and you felt the butterflies flutter, waking up from the slumber they had been into ever since he had decided you should be just friends. 

This should be a happy moment, you had always imagined it, being behind curtains as you saw him taking over the world, and then wrapping your arms around him as he went to you to celebrate each and every one of his triumphs, but instead, you were sitting on your bed, with your legs pressed to your chest as fat tears rolled down your face, and the prickling on your nose made it difficult for you to stop the stupid crying. There were so many things you wanted to do, like mocking his fashion choices, that were outrageous to you, and tell him that Woman could lose the duck. You wanted to ask him to sing Kiwi for you, just one more time, and listen to him as he played the guitar in the privacy of your room. But above all, you wanted to kiss him, sweetly at first and then a little needier, as you pushed him into the bed to undress him slowly. And none of them were possible. 

“Fuck you, Harry.” You whispered as you closed your laptop rather hastily, jumping out of your bed to walk around the room and stretch your legs. 

Fuck him, fuck everyone. Fuck the need to see him, and the need to kiss him. Fuck him for leaving you, and fuck yourself for not being able to stop loving him. Fuck the world if that meant you would stop hurting.

Fuck love. Nothing good comes out of it. 

@ all of the people in my inbox telling me to die: jimin made the faces bruh. i just noticed and compiled them? so stop being mad that for once your fave isn’t worshipping the whites

  • steve: you wrote about me
  • bucky: I don't know what you're talking about
  • steve: you pulled me out of the river
  • bucky: idk why I did that
  • steve: you nearly killed tony because he hurt me. you actually roared like an angry pigeon or something
  • bucky: I don't like him
  • steve: you tried to pull me behind the shield when I was covering you with it
  • bucky: I didn't mean to do that
  • steve: you remembered my shoes and the hotdogs but not that girls name
  • bucky: I have memory problems that's all
  • steve: you left our dates because I ran off, didn't even apologize
  • bucky: your date would've wondered where you went, I found you for her
  • steve: you lied and told me you only knew me because of the smithsonian because you wanted to protect me, to make me go
  • bucky: blame the brochure
  • steve: you made me share an apartment with you
  • bucky: I needed someone to do the dishes
  • steve: you kept my picture
  • bucky: memory problems remember?
  • steve: you didn't like it when I kissed sharon, I can tell your fake smile from your real one
  • bucky: you were wasting valuable time
  • steve: you put yourself back into cryo so I'd stop being reckless and not become a criminal just to keep you
  • bucky: I was tired
  • steve: you made a vow, told me you'd be with me until death
  • bucky: idk why I did that
  • steve: you interrupted my moment with peggy because you were jealous
  • bucky: you deserved applause and attention for your bravery
  • steve: you fell from the train because you were protecting me
  • bucky: wasn't my smartest move
  • steve: you gave me heart eyes at the bar in '43
  • bucky: I was drunk
  • steve: we shared money and everything else like...a couple
  • bucky: it was convenient
  • steve: you're in love with me
  • bucky: yes
  • steve: what
  • bucky: what
Cat Whispering 101

People talk about “cat whispering” as though befriending cats is some mystical in-born talent, but really, the secret to cat whispering is to stop whispering and start listening to the cat.

If you want to expand a cat’s boundaries, you have to push them slowly and watch the cat for any sign of discomfort, e.g. wide eyes, unblinking eye contact, tense body. (That’s also a list of things you need to not do lest the cat think you are uncomfortable and therefore unpredictable.) If the cat starts looking uncomfy, stop what you’re doing. Don’t backpedal – this can be alarming if it’s sudden, and you still want to be making progress – just don’t push any further. So if you’re petting the cat and it tenses up when you get near its face, don’t retract your hand; keep petting the cat, but don’t try to pet its head again. 

Recognizing discomfort in cats takes some practice, so if you overstep your bounds and the cat lashes out, back off calmly and let it have whatever space it needs. Chances are it will come back after it’s had a few minutes to chill, or will settle at a distance that feels safer. Don’t push any more that day.

This approach teaches the cat that you’re going to respect its boundaries – that you’ll listen when it tells you “no” – and that you’re not going to react badly when it asserts those boundaries. That establishes trust. Once the cat knows it can trust you, it will be a lot more open to unfamiliar things because it knows you won’t abruptly push it way out of its comfort zone.

And then congrats, you have “whispered” a cat! You are now a cat whisperer. Please use these powers only for good and share pictures of all the cool cats you meet.

How to Move Forwards and Make the Most of Life

1. Pay attention to what bugs you – it could be telling you something important about yourself.

2. Don’t just live with blah or negative feelings. Decide that you will fight to have a happier life.

3. Don’t change or stifle your personality. You’re valuable and special – so be true to who you are.

4. Pay attention to your physical symptoms. They may be highlighting unresolved frustrations, pain that needs addressing, or deep unhappiness.

5. Notice where your mind goes when it starts to wander. This often gives you insights into wishes, hopes and dreams.

6. Be willing to acknowledge and face your fears as they’re stopping you from going for the life you want to have.

7. Instead of feeling jealous or envious of others ask yourself what is missing from your own life right now.

Awakening a Persona

Persona 3: Just shoot yourself in the head with this gun thing. You’ll be fine

Persona 4: I’m gonna say really provoking things until you accept the shitty parts of yourself, and then we’ll never talk about them again


Roommates (M)

Originally posted by bwipsul

╳ Pairing: Jimin x Reader 

╳ Genre: (one shot) smut and kinda fluff & angst ??

╳ Summary: Being roommates with your best friend can be fun until one day you look at him differently. 

(this is something that I found that I had written months ago and just decided to post it!!)

The day you looked at your best friend as more than a friend, you knew you were screwed. It happened out of nowhere. You just woke up one morning and looked at him differently. You were never going to tell anyone, you weren’t stupid. That would just lead to Jimin being freaked out and nothing being the same. Risking your friendship with Jimin was not worth the little crush you had on him.

Deciding that you couldn’t fall back asleep, you got up to start the morning. Walking into the kitchen to get some breakfast, you didn’t notice your best friend standing there.

“Holy shit! Jimin, you scared me!” You yelled, clutching your chest.

“What’s gotten you so jumpy?” Jimin asks, laughing while opening the refrigerator

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yes you
the figure of self harm and hurt
my every thought channeled through you

you’re a tall dark figure
that’s broken just like me
but you’re destructive
and you destroy me

i see you at night
with your beating white eyes
and the face that has no emotion
and the lengthy stares that won’t stop

i see you during the day
while i’m with my friends
you tell me they don’t like me
and that i only need you

you’re over me as i write this
surrounding me
haunting me
trying to stop me

please leave me alone
you’re nothing to me
but you’re everything i see
and i cry every day because of you

you don’t have a name
you’re not real to anyone else
but you’re real to me
and i call you it

because that’s all you are