kevin is a jerk

still can’t get over the first words kevin says to neil when they meet in millport.

neil: “i’m not good enough to play on the same court as a champion.”

kevin, creepin up from the shadows: “true, but irrelevant.”

like,, what a savage. and he wasn’t even saying it to be an asshole, he was just stating a fact. no neil, you aren’t good enough to play on the same court as me. that is absolutely accurate. lovely observation. gold star for josten.

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It’s Kevin time *gets hit in the face with a chair*

The Lucky One Pt 3

Characters: reader, James (Bucky), OC Caleb, OC Marjorie (reader’s mother), mention of OC Kevin Jenkins.

Summary: As a single mom with a jerk of an ex-husband, you’re doing your best to run the family business all on your own when your mother hires a mysterious man with a troubled past to help out. He just might be what you need in your life, but will his secrets bring you together or tear you apart? (Events occur shortly after Captain America: The Winter Soldier)

Warnings: mostly fluff, a lil angst.

Word Count: 2554

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A/N: This fic was originally for Stark’s Tower Movie Challenge ( @hunters-from-stark-tower ). I hoped to have another part or two finished by the deadline, but life happens. :) I’ve based this fic on the movie/book “The Lucky One”. I’m really enjoying fleshing out this story and putting my own spin on it! I hope you agree. Please let me know your thoughts! 

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Originally posted by dailyevanstan

Previously:

You heard the stable doors sliding shut, breaking you from your reverie. James closed the padlock around the chain and handed the keys to you.

“Thank you,” you responded, throat still a little thick with emotion.

“He’ll be okay,” James assured you. “Caleb. You’re doing right by him, I don’t doubt that.”

“I appreciate that. Have a good night, James,” you said with a sniffle. 

A generous smile touched his lips, this time even reaching his stunning blue eyes.  

“Good night, Y/N,” he echoed before walking away.

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The rest of the week, James continued to be the perfect employee. He came early to start any repair projects he saw, fed the horses, mucked out the stalls, hauled bales of hay, and did all of it without complaint. Most days you had to remind him to take a lunch break and when to stop at the end of the day. You wondered if he actually even had an off switch. Around noon, when reminded, he would disappear for that hour for the first few days, but by the end of the week he was bringing a lunch of his own and would spend time with the horses. You could tell he was more comfortable around them and that fact made you oddly happy.

One evening after work was done for the day and James had gone home, you were sitting on your porch with your mother beside you. Caleb was laying on a blanket with his sketchbook, perfectly content. As the sun set and darkness rose slowly, you saw a figure walk past on the main road. It was James walking back from town with what looked like at least 5 grocery bags in his left hand and 3 or 4 planks of wood over his right shoulder. Quite the load to carry over such a long distance, although come to think of it, you weren’t sure where he was staying since there wasn’t much past your stables for miles.

Curiosity got the better of you so the next day, after discussing the training and feeding schedule, you breeched the subject.

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fakepockets  asked:

about lars- what makes it worse is that its implied pretty heavily that lars is trans, ex his mom called him laramie n looks ashamed it seemed way more of a mistake than if it just happened to be his full name. and for that reason itd make sense for him to be cross at his parents but Why make the nonwhite implied trans char a jerk even after learning??

YES there’s a bunch of evidence for how lars is trans, and the laramie one was a pretty big tipping point imo. so why did lars of all characters have to be the jerk who never learns? doesn’t kevin already have that spot anyhow? or do all the nonwhite guys on the show just have to be jerks for no apparent reason? 

basically just even more reasons on how the new lars was pointless in doing anything other than showing off another power of steven’s, further vilifying lars even though he has a great amount of potential as nonwhite and trans representation, and reverting back to that infamous status quo once more.

Riverdale Episode 8 “Oh God Now I Feel Bad For Alice Cooper”
  • Okay the amount of Beronica in this episode is prime
  • LOOK AT HOW THEY JOIN TOGETHER
  • Lmao, Veronica labeling Bughead and making a joke, is basically just her defense mechanism so that there is a label on them. As if you are the least bothered one, oh honey
  • And the way she pointed at herself when Alice asked for her. She looked terrified lol
  • Also Bughead were cute, idk I’ll always love beronica the most, but this show makes me ship everything
  • I know that I’m supposed to care about Archie’s dad, and I do. But Archie really pissed me off this episode. Like going after a gang really?
  • Also the serpents working on the construction job is a recipe for disaster
  • I don’t think Veronica’s dad sent those thugs because of Hermione’s romance. I think it’s because she forged Ronnie’s signature, and THEN had a romance.
  • “I stopped listening after the words ‘construction’ and site,’” SAME RONNIE
  • Um those serpents didn’t kill Jason, but something must have happened. Like maybe they are the reason Jason’s whole fake-your-own death thing went sideways?
  • DON’T YOU DARE HURT KEVIN, YOU JERKS. He has been great this whole way through, and I love him, so STAY AWAY!!!
  • Man I hope that Jaquan gets feelings and chooses Kevin. Like right in front of the sheriff and the serpents
  • Okay but the baby shower drama was just SO good
  • Alice finally putting down her sword and going, only to band with Polly after her fight with the Blossom’s
  • AND THEN WE FIND OUT ABOUT THE APPOINTMENT!!!! So it was never Alice, it was her dick of a husband.
  • Plus he did the same thing to her when she was Polly’s age, which means that all of this is WAY more personal than we all thought.
  • “Get. Out.” Honestly shivers during that scene, the way she was crying at the same time was amazing.
  • And then Polly chooses the Blossom’s like an idiot! I get that they needed to do that for drama and because she cares for the baby, but seriously?! That house is out of a freaking horror movie!
  • “Sorry mom, I tried,” that whole last scene was my favorite of the episode (yes even more than all the beronica looks) I mean the way Alice looked so betrayed, and she just fell into Betty’s arms. She has never felt more human, and I love that they’re making the audience question everything that they know about characters.
  • Probably my favorite episode so far, because even the storyline I didn’t really care about was awesome.
  • I think next week we get the beronica moment in the bathroom? (I could be wrong) and I’m so excited because Ronnie has been so strong all the way through, and I want to see her be comforted if that makes sense lol.
  • See ya next week!
Truth or Dare (Riverdale, Pt.3)

Summary: Betty, Archie, Veronica, Jughead, Kevin, Cheryl, and Y/N are spending the night at Y/N’s house. Kevin suggests Truth or Dare at some point and they all decide to play. Shenanigans ensue and eventually certain feelings are shared, but will they be taken seriously or laughed off? Possible angst.

Pairing: Jughead x Reader (maybe), Kevin x Reader (platonic), Archie x Reader (platonic), Betty x Reader (platonic), Veronica x Reader (platonic), Cheryl x Reader (platonic)

Beta-ed?: No

A/N: Okay real talk? This was pretty difficult to write. Not necessarily a tear-jerker like the first two, but I think I more than made up for that by making this part ridiculously long. I’m putting a ‘read more’ because of the length. Again any comments are welcome!

Part 1, Part 2

Previously: Veronica gave me a kiss on the cheek before making her way back to the couch, one last tear falling out of her eye before she wiped it away. “You’re grounded by the way,” Kevin spoke up, pretending to be mad. “I said no more tear-jerking speeches.” Everyone laughed at that, still wiping away some tears that wouldn’t stop coming. I took a deep breath, trying to calm down before I looked around at everyone. “Sorry, but you said to tell everyone what I really, truly thought of them, so deal with it Keller.” I grinned. “So, whose next?”

By this point Jughead had stopped pretending to ignore us and had put his laptop to the side. He looked calm, the corner of his lip barely turned up, Jughead’s version of a smile. I smiled at him, and when he noticed me watching him, his eyes widened a fraction before he dropped his head slightly. As I kept looking at him I could’ve sworn his face started turning light pink. “Jughead,” I called with frightening authority in my voice, and I saw his whole body tense up as he froze. Everyone turned to look at him, expectant looks on their faces. I smirked at him before speaking. “Who do you think I should talk about next?” His body visibly deflated while everyone else groaned in frustration. “C’mon Y/N, do Jug next!” Archie called. “Yeah!” Chimed in Betty.

“We all wanna know what you have to say about our favorite beanie-clad boy over here.” Kevin spoke, amusement in his eyes. I glared at him before I shook my head and looked around the room, trying to will away the slight blush that decided to bloom across my face. “Nah, I think I’ll save him for last Kevin.” From the corner of my eye I saw Jug tense up again. I continued looking around the room before my eyes finally settled on a person.

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Twice as Nice

“Credence, your valentine says hi.”

His brother was on the other side of the couch, reading something on his own phone when he jerked his head up and stared at Kevin with wide eyes,

“What?”

He smirked.

“You know… your valentine… a certain tall dark and handsome guy who loves teaching English?”

Credence lunged at him before he had a chance to blink,

“What have you done?”

He’d plucked the phone out of Kevin’s hand and was scrolling through the texts, looking more and more horrified and he couldn’t help laughing.

“He doesn’t know it’s you. It’s why I put my number on the card. Relax.”

“I can’t! How could you do this? You…”

Credence seemed to run out of steam, and instead just blinked down at him, and Kevin was stunned to realize that his brother was almost on the verge of tears.

“Hey, hey, don’t cry. It’s okay… it’ll be okay. Hey, why don’t I make you some cocoa?”

He reached up to run a hand through Credence’s hair, pushing his bangs out of his face, letting his touch linger, just long enough so that his brother started to relax.

“How did you even find out?”

Credence’s voice was a low whisper, and his cheeks were still a little pink when Kevin returned from the kitchen, two cups of hot chocolate in hand, and he took a seat beside him, gingerly. He didn’t expect to be tackled again, especially considering his precious cargo, but he couldn’t be too sure.

“Honestly I’m disappointed in myself for taking so long to notice. Or you’ve just gotten really good at lying to me. Either way, point is, Mister Graves is totally interested.”

“But he’s our teacher…”

Credence took a long sip of the hot drink to avoid having to say more, and Kevin just rolled his eyes at him,

“We’re graduating this year. This is basically the least skeevy time for a teacher to hit on a student. Besides… this is Mister Graves we’re talking about. Mister sex in a sweater vest.”

He nudged Credence gently, and won a small hint of a smile for his efforts.

“Okay… but I don’t even know what to say. What should I do?”

Kevin shook his head,

“Don’t worry about it. I’ve got it all under control. All is going according to plan.”

Now it was his turn to lie, but Credence looked fairly content, so he just smirked into his mug.


@accio-graves

@moons-of-avalon

@s-o-l-d-a-t


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Book of Mormon Fanfiction Recommendations (Mostly McPriceley)

These are my favorite Book of Mormon fanfictions. These are mostly McPriceley because most more than half of the fanfictions that the Book of Mormon archive has is McPriceley. This is a much bigger list than my other one. Extras at the end and if I find more in the future, check the notes.

Bold and italicized are my favorites.

I do not own any of these.

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First Impressions

You pushed past a gaggle of interns, who were scrambling over a high profile case, as you made your way to the DA’s office. It was your first day and you were late. It was making you feel irritable because it wasn’t the first impression you had planned to make. As you stood in front of your dresser this morning, pulling on your favorite outfit and brushing back your hair, you day-dreamed about what your first day at your new job as a paralegal in Manhattan’s District Attorney’s office would be like. You wanted to be a lawyer and this was your way into law school.

Things had started out so well that morning, you’d left your studio apartment in Brooklyn Heights with ample time to walk to work across the Brooklyn Bridge. You grabbed a coffee from a cart outside your apartment.

“Morning! Here is your coffee. Might I say, you look radiant today. Ready for you first day at work?”

You’d become fast friends with the vendor and he now knew your order, often having it ready for you before you’d even had a chance to open your mouth.

“Thank you, Kapil! I’m going to need this.” You smiled at him warmly before setting off towards the Bridge, feeling thankful that your journey to work provided such a wonderful view.

Halfway across the bridge, your sense of wonder had been put to the test. Your coffee had been knocked out of your hands, your heel had gotten caught in the gaps in the bridge and you’d needed the help of a kind stranger to free yourself. To top things off, it has suddenly started to rain, not a lot, but enough to ruin your immaculately put together persona for a stunning first impression.

Running uncomfortably late, you hurried through the hallways of Hogan Place, reaching the elevator doors as they began to close. No! You absolutely did not have the patience to withstand another delay to get to your meeting, so you did the only thing a sane person would do, you pushed your hand into the gap of the closing doors.

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Although the characters in the show often drive illegally (underage/without a license) as well as erratically due to magic adventures, getting revenge against jerks named Kevin or chasing pink haired babes on motorcycles, I appreciate the message of always wearing your seat belt. 


Sour cream: There is nothing lame about seatbelt safety.