laughing too damn hard at this

What depression is really like:

•caring about your grades but not enough to do anything about them

•thinking about suicide more than graduating

•considering suicide whenever any problem arises

•tired

•no motivation

•no energy

•walking is so hard

•sometimes even talking is too much work because you’re so god damn tired

•laying in bed for hours because you’re too tired to move

•feeling nothing but sometimes everything

•knowing you’re not alone but still feeling alone

•that constant mindset of, “Who cares? I wont be around much longer anyways.”

•wishing to be left alone, while also wishing for people to stay

•never believing you’re good enough

•always putting yourself down

•never planning to far ahead in time

•fake smiles, fake laughs

•long showers because that’s you’re little moment of escape

can we start practicing self love that doesn’t focus so much on looks? like sure feeling beautiful is nice but you know what? you got a kickass personality too! you know that little quirk that you’re sure is annoying? it’s endearing as hell and when you laugh you literally embody sunshine like you don’t have to constantly tell yourself you’re pretty if you can’t believe it because in the end that’s not the most special thing about you. learning to love your insides is just as hard as the outside. vanity isn’t the be all and end all of self love you can be a lil ugly and still love yourself

u know whats great? that lance has honestly taught me that its okay to be a guy and care about beauty, that its not just a feminine thing and even if it was that there’s nothing wrong with that! 

the only other times in movies or tv i’ve see a man wear a face mask or pamper himself is when someones using it for humor- haha look at that guy, he’s not manly at all! he must be gay! thats not something boys do!

lance enjoys pampering himself and feeling pretty and it’s not just used as joke, it’s a part of his nature and no one else points it out or scoffs at it

that just makes me really happy and honestly that precious boy has allowed me to accept certain parts of myself i didn’t at first 

you can be a boy and have a beauty routine, you can take care of your skin, its a relief finally seeing that validated and i really appreciate the voltron writers for giving us this part of lance, because it’s so so important! i love him!

Dating Tommy Holland might include:

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DATING THIS MUNCHKIN MAY INCLUDE:

  • him laughing when he tries to teach you proper English table mannerisms
  • you trying really hard because you want to make him proud
  • “I guess you are too adorable to be proper, eh?”
  • if you are short: he would bring it up any chance he was given
  • because he is used to being the youngest and the shortest
  • he is pretty deviant and quite sly
  • you soon understand why Seb and Robert call him a little asshole
  • WANNABE GENTLEMAN
  • he tries so hard to open doors for you and pull out a chair and get your coat
  • he whines when you do them yourself
  • he whines in general
  • he’s a big baby and you take care of him often
  • when he is sick he will play it like he is dying so that you will take care of him
  • because he loves your cooking
  • praises it
  • he will often shower you in what you call over exaggerated compliments
  • but he calls them understatements of blatant facts
  • he can and will take any aspect about you and ramble about how much he adores it
  • but he is also the person where if you mention a flaw you see about yourself and genuinely would like to change it for the better; he will give you constructive advice and help you in anyway that he can
  • he wants you to love yourself as much as he does
  • hand holding
  • inconvenient hand holding
  • always touching in someway
  • PROTECTIVE TYPE
  • an arm around you
  • glaring
  • at any man that walks past
  • even Harrison
  • just because
  • some random on the street
  • gave you a cat call
  • he was physically ready to slice off their arm
  • and beat them with it
  • “Guysss, I’m really homesick“ :(
  • “Tom, you just went home to grab a hoodie and came back seven minutes ago?”
  • “I knowww. But (Y/n) isn’t here…”
  • because home is where the heart is
  • “She left to get some coffee. You hugged her three minutes ago– what is wrong with you?”

anonymous asked:

Can I have more Lena being jealous of Sara, please. Especially if Kara hints she has nothing to worry about. *sits on hands to resist making grabby hands*

She’s not flirty on purpose.

She likes Sara – of course she likes Sara.

Sara has made her feel at ease on other planets, and Sara admires her for her strength.

Sara looks at her with heady eyes and a lopsided grin, and Sara makes her stomach flutter because she’s not used to being flirted with quite so boldly.

And getting it. And liking it.

So she’s not flirty on purpose, but Sara Lance knows what it’s like to love a sister like Kara loves Alex, and Sara Lance knows what it’s like to be a superhero and to love so damn hard you can barely breathe.

So she’s not flirty on purpose, but when she’s around Sara, maybe she loosens up just a little.

Not more than she does with Lena.

Just… slightly different.

Slightly different, because Kara loves having friends who are women, and each woman is different, so each relationship is different, so if she laughs a little too loudly at Sara’s dry jokes, it’s because she never gets to see her, and she wishes she could more often.

If she lets Sara’s fingers linger on hers a little longer than strictly necessary when she passes her a glass of club soda, it isn’t because she wants Lena less.

It’s because she has no idea that Lena wants her.

But Alex is nudging her and Alex is pointing to the way Lena looks dejected, to the way Lena looks sharp, to the way Lena looks defensive and looks terrified.

Scared that she’ll lose Kara – her friendship, and any possibility to develop something, anything… more – to a literal legend, to a woman who’s died twice and who travels across space and time saving the universe more times than anyone can count.

Kara watches Lena watching Sara, watching her, and her eyes blow wide open.

Because suddenly she understands what Maggie’s been teasing her about, what Alex has been asking her about, what Winn’s been stammeringly pointing out and what James has been gently inquiring after.

Lena shares her feelings. 

Lena… likes her.

Like that.

Like she likes Lena.

So Kara accepts the club soda from Sara gratefully, happily, and she keeps talking to her. Keeps entertaining everyone from this Earth with a collaboratively-told tale about Earth-1, about Barry Allen’s utter lack of team leadership skills, of Oliver’s muttering instructions under his breath, of Kara’s heat vision and sheer strength rendering a legion of superheroes utterly useless.

She keeps weaving her own words, her own laughter, in and out of Sara’s, their story not missing a beat, but she gets up. 

She gets up and she shifts around the table to where Lena is sitting, eyes scared and eyes insecure and eyes jealous.

Jealous, jealous, jealous.

“Of course, if Lena had been there, she and Cisco would have come up with a solution in under a minute,” she says, sitting next to her and tossing her arm around her shoulder.

Lena’s eyes fly wide, Maggie chokes on her beer, Alex and Winn thump her back, James averts his eyes with a small smile, and Sara?

Sara purses her lips into a smirk, arches her eyebrow, amused. 

Glad Kara is finally understanding what she picked up on the moment she met Lena: that the woman was absolutely wild about Kara. 

That Kara was absolutely wild about her.

Lena finds herself leaning – half in joy, half in smug satisfaction – into Kara’s arms, sipping at her wine and god, Kara smells amazing.

“Well, next time you whisk yourself off to another dimension, be sure to bring me along then.” Her voice is musical and it melts Kara’s insides.

She hears Lena’s heart rate elevate, and her own heart skips because she thinks she understands, finally, why.

Yet something else she’ll have to thank Sara Lance for.

Beyonce is better than you.  Move on.

I am so tired of these Deep White Women using big words to dull Beyonce’s shine while paying the false coin of being introspective on behalf of all women.  

In doing so, she has created a new paradigm for what it means to be a pregnant woman in the public eye — one in which the very act of conceiving and carrying a child (or two children; she is having twins) becomes de facto proof of the power of femininity, doled out in carefully controlled and stage-managed moments. The message is positive: Pregnant is beautiful. It should be worshiped.

The problem is, for many women it is also messy, sometimes uncomfortable and just another fact of life. And in her extended fetishization of her own physical evolution, Beyoncé has not allowed for any of that. As a result, she hasn’t just raised the bar for fellow famous people. She may have raised it uncomfortably high for us all.

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How is anything Beyonce does remotely relevant to your average, everyday, pedestrian existence?  She is Beyonce.  Everything she does, she probably does it better than you.  Why?  An innate talent coupled with an unparalleled work ethic that leads to way more money than you can ever imagine which can pretty much buy her way out of having to deal with normal people shit.

Was Beyonce raising the bar for secrecy when she released a whole ass album with six hundred forty-three videos under the cover of darkness?  No.  You just kept on with your average person ability to tell a lie.

Was Beyonce raising the bar for career achievement when she broke the record for the most number of Grammy nominations by a female artist?  No.  You continued to hope for a promotion from bra-fitter to Victoria’s Secret Cashwrap Supervisor and drowned your average person sorrows at happy hour in the meantime.

Was Beyonce raising the bar for marital discord when her sister went all Sharkeisha Nooooo on her husband in an elevator?  No.  You just left another passive aggressive note on the refrigerator about being out of milk and hoped your average person husband would pick up on the subtext and get his act together.

Was Beyonce raising the bar for upper thigh meat when she decided to stop wearing pants on stage in 2009?  No.  You are still spending your average person moneys on women’s fitness magazines featuring rail thin white women.

How is Beyonce now raising the bar for pregnancy because she is fat-faced, happy, and draped in expensive fashions?  You can still continue your average person pregnancy eating pickles & ice cream in your husband’s XL t-shirt watching reruns of Sex & The City because guess what – you are not Beyonce.

Nobody is watching your every move.  Nobody cares what you do.  Laugh too hard in the checkout line at Kroger and slip out a little pregnancy pee.  Wear mis-matched shoes because you haven’t seen your feet in 6 weeks.  Wear a ponytail with a damn scrunchie every single day of your third trimester because you can’t be arsed to fuss with your hair.  Nobody gives a shit.  You are not Beyonce.

Beyonce’s job is to be more glamorous than you regardless of her life stage.  If Beyonce broke every bone in her leg, guess what.  She would be on Instagram with the mother of all casts, some model only previously available to astronauts or some shit, and the Beyhive would find a new emoji to represent her high fashion medical device.  

Don’t compare yourself to any other pregnant woman.  Do you know how many variables there are in a pregnancy?  It’s a wonder any of us escape the uterus alive with all the things that can complicate gestation.  But it’s especially ridiculous to compare yourself to Beyonce for any reason whatsoever.  You are taking a woman who has built a fortune on one part talent, one part mystique, and one part glamour and expecting her to, what, look regular?  Give you the personal details of her morning sickness?  Do you also want her to write her next hit about pooping on the delivery table? Show you her afterbirth diaper?  She ain’t Karen from accounting.  This is BEYONCE and y'all need to find something else to be concerned about.

Send me a number and a paring, and I’ll write a ficlet!
  1. “Here, let me see.”
  2. “Don’t look down.”
  3. “I’m sorry I yelled at you…”
  4. “Will you just hold still?”
  5. “This isn’t just about you…”
  6. “What’s that behind your back?”
  7. “When you’re happy, I’m happy.”
  8. “I wish this moment could last forever…”
  9. “There’s a leaf in your hair.”
  10. “I think I twisted my ankle…”
  11. "Why are you giving me such a hard time about this?”
  12. "Look into my eyes, what do you see?”
  13. “Of course you’d believe that…”
  14. “Your hands are so much larger than mine.”
  15. “Shhh, they’ll hear us.”
  16. “It doesn’t look like you’ll need stitches…”
  17. “Remember when you used to care?”
  18. "Why didn’t you text me back?”
  19. “Will you just tell me the truth?”
  20. “You’re too damn cute.”
  21. “Why are you laughing?”
  22. “That stuff can’t be good for you!”
  23. “This will only take a second…”
  24. “Don’t look at me like that!”
  25. “This tastes bitter…”
  26. “You think you could do better?”
  27. “Isn’t this a gorgeous view?”
  28. “You’ve been so selfish lately!”
  29. “Anything but that!”
  30. “Why did you think that was a good idea?”
  31. “Stop it, you’re embarrassing me.”
  32. “Your eyes are red… Were you crying?”
  33. “We’re running low on time here.”
  34. “You’ve got something on your cheek.”
  35. “If I could just get you to understand…”
  36. “Don’t move, it’ll be okay.”
  37. “Hey, don’t raise your voice at me!”
  38. “Let’s take a deep breath…”
  39. “Come on, it wasn’t that bad.”
  40. “You call that music?”
  41. “Damn auto-correct…”
  42. “You can’t have it both ways.”
  43. “I’ve made a huge mistake…”
  44. “Don’t worry about it. Everyone screws up.”
  45. “You can’t do that!”
  46. “If you love it so much, then why don’t you marry it?”
  47. “We go on three…”
  48. “I’m not bothering you, am I?”
  49. “I didn’t know you could do that.”
  50. “I forgot you used to like this stuff!”

@belatedbeliever1127 helped me compile this list, since we wanted more fic request options. Feel free reblog and join in!

Hatefuck C.H.

This imagine is based on this song

You can read part 2 here

Trigger Warning: it contains smut and swearing 

Word count: 2,5k+

A/N: I’m thinking about doing a second part to this. Should i? Anyway, hope you like it.  


Heartbreak.

That was the only thing I could feel in that moment. Life was slipping through my fingers and I couldn’t do anything about it. All I could seem to do was sitting on the floor, trying to stop the tears from falling.

Numbness came right after. The tears had already dried; my swollen eyes could hardly see anything. I heard the noise that came from the TV, my chest hurt. Everything was a blur, and not only because I couldn’t see anything because of the tears, but because my mind wasn’t even thinking straight. Trying to steady my breathing, I looked around my apartment. There were smashed dishes lying around the floor, a few picture frames also accompanied them.

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anonymous asked:

Thoughts on the new gaming vid? They seemed so happy and cute and lighting has improved everything A++ ^_^

(faceapp)

  • 2 seconds in and i’m already shook i can’t believe this is real we are literally looking into their new house they are literally actually filming in a new HOUSE and it’s all just too much to process
  • phil sitting cross legged on the same old futon and fixing the tetris lights and balancing them and the pacman light on cardboard boxes is all too cute his enthusiasm is too much for me and dan definitely thinks it’s so cute too and this whole intro is just so soft
  • i love that phil owns up to the fact that this was his idea while dan is tryna go for his traditional ugh this is too stupid and vapid and too mainstream and not creative enough shtick. phil giving no fucks about a got damn quality threshold is my kink
  • when phil is attempting to take his neutral expression selfie and slightly pouts and he and dan giggle (i’m being generous w that term bc dan’s was more like a squawk tbh) at the exact same moment i just smiled so hard. they’re so cute. and they’re both apparently kind of uncomfortable w the notion of like trying to look sultry in photos which is why that pouty expression made them laugh immediately, and also is a good precursor to the whole discussion that comes later about phil’s ladybird selfie
  • dan’s look into the camera at 2:13 gave me lifeeeeee i like that he’s trying to shade phil for taking forever to get his fuckin selfie but instead he has this ever so subtle up tilt to his lips bc he can’t completely hide his smile ughaierjoaierj
  • omg underrated discussion in this video: at 2:26 once phil has finally succeeded in taking the selfie he turns to dan and says “i look alright there” but w the intonation of a question, like he’s literally asking dan for affirmation that he looks good and  not only that but he full on turns to look at dan and gauge his reaction and that felt so special and genuine to me??? like??? not a sort of thing i would expect to see tbh? and in general this video was obvi silly and just a bit of fun but also i thought the level of feedback they were giving each other on their photos and the way they were reacting was all so,,, warm and comfortable and surprisingly open. in this instance i’m also just frustrated bc dan was about to say something in response to phil asking dan if he looks alright, but he cuts himself off. he says ‘that’s an excep—’ and it def sounds like he was gonna say exceptional or exceptionally and i need to know what his thought was. i also like that the thought he interrupts himself with is about phil still having slight crazy eyes. we’ve talked about phil’s own explanation for his wide-eyed deer-in-headlights expressions in selfies a bit on this blog. according to him, he resorts to doing that bc having his photo taken makes him uncomfortable, so it was cute to me that dan noted that phil still did a little bit of the wide eyes without giving any context for why he was pointing it out bc it’s just an understood thing that they obvi have talked about a lot
  • 3:14 dan’s horrified and squeaky “what have they done to your face?” is so good. it’s just. so good. he sounds so outraged that they’ve fucked w phil’s face i lov it
  • 3:20 is the besttttttttt. this is the exchange where dan teases phil for being old and i love everything about it i love how dan made that comment without even thinking which sort of suggests that teasing phil for being old is just a regular/habitual thing and i love the way phil reacted bc it wasn’t rly irritated or even mock irritation in the end. instead he just played along w dan’s joke and accepted it and the whole exchange was so warmmmmmmm and comfortableeeeeee and flirtyyyyyyyyy and it reminds me of a few other comments that dan has made here and there that allude to their age gap and they’re always v cute and gentle teasing and it’s just so good
  • 3:42 they’re talking about the ‘old’ selfie and 1. dan is captivated and i can literally see him contemplating his future w phil lmao and 2. phil talking about joey graceffa and calling him good-looking w a blatant pause before he said that, making me wonder if he was going to use a word that was a bit more emphatic than “good-looking” either way i’m into it and then there’s a blatant jump cut and i’m wondering if they had a lil side conversation about joey being cute lol 3. phil is still looking at dan basically every time he makes a comment and it’s rly surprising but lovely 4. dan needed to come in w that compliment about old phil rocking current phil’s fringe and how cool he looks :) 
  • here’s dan howell caught right in the act of contemplating growing old w phil:
  • bless them for calling out how dumb the concept of a “female” filter is. also dan’s once again violent reaction to phil in the female filter is so cute and funny i love how incensed he is with the whole concept of anything being different about phil’s face
  • 5:36 dan looking at phil in the male filter and saying “you look so average” in such a disappointed tone is rly one of the best fucking things i’ve ever seen in my life. i’ve often thought about dan’s attraction to phil being based in some of the things that are most striking about his appearance. for example he always talks about how black phil’s hair is and how pale his skin is and back in the day he obvi left that infamous comment on phil’s dailybooth about how blue his eyes are and i feel like dan is probs drawn to these features that are just,,, extreme,,, and i love that even a slight change to phil’s jawline/face shape made dan think phil looked decidedly more average precisely bc what he loves about phil’s face are all the things that aren’t average at all!!!! i’m emotional!!
  • phil was so hype to see all of dan’s ones!!!! i’m crying!!!!! the way he was doing his hee-hee laughs and bouncing up and down quite literally and like hitting his hands on the table and saying things like i wanna be friends w him instead of you and ‘i wanna see old danny! old danny slice!!!’ like calm down mate!!!!! ur cute!!! we know u think dan is cute!!! y do u love every single version of him so much!!!! when he sees the old one he immediately says he likes it and compliments it!!!!! when he sees the old one on the daniel x dream pic he calls him cute!!!!!! and then makes this face at dan while dan looks at it!!!!!! 
  • help!!!!
  • dan talking about embracing makeup was amazing and phil being totally down with it and immediately suggesting a smoky eye look and consulting some tutorials was also amazing and i hope thats something they’ve discussed before tbh
  • dan @ manly dan: ‘i mean i would.’ nice. dancest is real and it’s right before our eyes ppl
  • 8:28 dan saying he hates his current profile picture was so surprising and lovely when he gave his reason—it doesn’t reflect his natural curls. i’m honestly so pleased to hear that he views the natural hair as such an important change for him that he wants his display pic (something we know he spends way too much time thinking about and therefore treats as an incredibly important thing) to reflect this shift
  • 9:05 ahhhh the controversial dan reactions to phil’s ladybird selfie. here’s the thing. i think when dan says it’s a “really cringe selfie” he’s talking about the discomfort they both feel about doing posed/sultry shots. he corrects himself after phil protests that it’s not cringe to saying it’s only slightly cringe instead of really cringe, and that he should’ve included an ironic (i hate dan’s use of the word ironic so much bc he often uses it when what he really means is “sarcastic” or, in this case, self-deprecating/humorous) caption. when phil then says that he did use a funny caption, dan basically entirely revokes his criticism and says that phil actually “nailed it” w the photo/caption combination. basically i think both of them get embarrassed about the idea of unabashedly posing in an attractive way for photos and since they’re so close dan feels that embarrassment for phil as well. i don’t think he was saying he actually dislikes the selfie or that phil looks bad or unattractive or anything negative about phil himself. the only comment i did find questionable was when he almost said that the smile filter was an improvement!!! it seemed weird when compared to how much he disliked all the alterations to phil’s face on the first picture lol but then he also made fun of it so i didn’t take it to mean that dan literally thought the filter is an improvement to phil’s real face, just that it was pretty remarkable how cleanly the filters worked on that particular selfie
  • overall: really liked this!!!!!!! such a good intro to the new office!!! such a warm and chill lil vid where they were mostly casual and just being so soft and flirty w each other and basically calling each other cute in creative ways whats not to love about that it was great
Stress Relief - Wolverine x Reader (NSFW)

I currently have no life…For real, sent me your requests, I have a broken wrist and nothing better to do than write “x reader” things because I enjoy them.

Another piece with Logan, this time, he needs to relieve some stress. Totally NSFW by the way, fluff and SMUT yo. First one I write actually, so, sorry if it sucks. So, yeah, you know.

PART TWO

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When Logan came up with the idea of making a new school for mutants, you didn’t expect it to be that stressful. It had been quite some times since Xavier’s school for gifted youngsters closed. After the professor’s death, it just wasn’t the same anymore…But there were still kids all around the world in need of help. Kids that parents chased away, kids that were forced out of their homes, or kids that were just too powerful to take care of themselves without hurting anybody else. You agreed with your boyfriend, there was a need for a new school…Ororo and Kurt directly jumped in. They missed teaching as much as you. And eventually, you opened your own school. Jean Grey’s institute for higher learning. You didn’t really like the name, as you and Jean never seen eye to eye (probably because Logan used to be crazy about her, and that she was a bit jealous that he completely forgot his feelings towards her when you entered his life), but you thought it was a cute hommage nonetheless.

Logan and Ororo became headmasters, and you were happy that you’d declined the offer to be one, because it was Hell to take care of a school like that. You didn’t know how Professor Xavier did it all those years.

A particularly stressful day took you to Logan’s office.

On the door was a handwritten note stating : « Taking a break, fuck off !! ». You smiled at it, imagining Logan becoming very angry at whoever knocked on his door…Whoever but you.

You knocked.

-Can’t you fucking read !! I’m busy !

-Busy relaxing ?

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Dating Jughead Jones Would Include...

So I am not too happy with this i am sorry but i have had a bit going on personally at the moment. Requested by a few people.

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PDA when he’s jealous 

  • Jughead Jones got jealous a damn lot. Sometimes he made it obvious, picking fights for no reason or sometimes, only you could see it so to reassure him, you would walk over to him and kiss him hard in front of everyone. Often winding him up a little to the point where when you would get home it was an interesting night.

You being the only one that makes him laugh and this confuses everyone 

  • Jughead had a dark sardonic humor and everyone knew it. He would often laugh at people, not with them so when you made him laugh - truly laugh, everyone was confused. Not even Archie had managed that and they were best friends so you truly shocked everyone. Of course, you never gave away your secrets which frustrated the group to all ends.  

Being together most of the time

  • You would very, very rarely be seen apart. You were two peas in a pod and you never got  sick of each other somehow.

Him sneaking to your window most of the time, especially at night 

  • After you found out that he was living rough you demanded that he came and stayed at yours every night. Sure, it meant him sneaking in through your window every night and it would always be a little awkward but you managed it.

Late night talks about everything 

  • You would often lay together, late at night speaking your minds about serious things or sometimes the craziest things like aliens and how the universe began. You could trust each other with absolutely everything and it was what your relation was based off. Love, trust and your late night conversations.

Your parents not liking him at first but when they get to know him they love him

  • Your parents were a little weary of you dating someone with Southside roots but he proved them so, so wrong. He was always such a gentleman to you, especially around your parents. After they warmed up to him they were utterly smitten with the two of you. They were always inviting him round for dinner and soon they were more open to him staying round, meaning less fumbles getting him through the window everynight.

Caring about you more than he does about himself 

  • It was obvious that you were Jugheads world. You meat more to him then anything and he wanted you safe and away from all the horrors of Riverdale. He knew you could look after yourself but he just wanted you safe and would do anything to make sure of it. There was so many times that Jughead would put himself in some pretty dangerous situations to keep you safe, having no regard really for his life when it came to yours.

Making a promise that when you finish high school you’ll leave together and start a new life

  • Jughead wanted to get out of Riverdale, there was no doubt about that. Most of your late night conversations involved him planning to run away with you as soon as he could, making you happy and having you all to himself away from your hectic and dangerous pasts.

Him falling asleep in your arms, allowing you to play with his hair

  • Jugheads hair was the softest thing ever but only you would know that. You were a very cuddly person and so, surprisingly was Jughead when it came to you. After a really hard day Jughead would just curl up in your arms, allowing you to run your hands through his hair gently and letting him fall into a light sleep with no questions asked.

Going on long walks

  • You and Jughead loved sitting in Pop’s for hours at a time, or staying in your room relaxing and writing but on occasion, you both felt a little trapped. The only solution was a really long walk with no real destination. You just walked and walked, sometimes talking but sometimes silent but comfortable, your favorite time to walk was when it was raining a little, of course Jughead would worry over you getting ill but you couldn’t help it, you loved being outside with just him when everyone else had run indoors.

Seeing each other cry

  • You were both sensitive people on the inside but hated showing it on the outside, except for each other. You didn’t mind once and a while just letting it all out. Jughead hurt so much when he saw you cry so did everything to try and prevent it and would happily offer to go and knock out whoever made you cry (as he got advice on his right hook) but he would just pull you into his arms and the world would melt away. You would freak when Jughead cried, immediately assuming the worst but soon comforting him and thing would all be okay-ish again.

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Genre: Roommate/Best Friend, Fluff, Angst

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

Dedication/Inspiration: @taetimewithsuga

The majority of the world’s population would agree with the quote “Nothing good happens after 2am.” but for Y/N… nothing bad ever happened after 2am. The wee hour of the morning consisted of laughs. deep conversations, tons of junk food, and sometimes even harmless food fights with her roommate and best friend Jungkook. Their 2am’s never resulted in not so innocent touches, or an awkward morning of waking up naked next to someone who was supposed to be sleeping in the next room over. For 4 years they became more alive at 2am. the weekend habit of staying up together way past 2am soon became tradition. They spoke of thier pasts, thier present and what they wished to be in their future. They talked of relationships, friendships, and hardships.

 Nothing bad ever happened after 2am….

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The cool tiled floor sent a shiver up your spine as you made your way to Jungkook’s bedroom door.

“Kookie?” You whispered from the doorway walking quietly to the bed that held a sleeping Jungkook. The blankets rustled for a quick moment before he lifted it as an invitation for you to join him in a good nights slumber. Without hesitation you wiggled your way under the covers facing his heavy eyes and half awake bunny smile.

“What was it tonight?” He asked, his words coated in sleep and concern.

“Level 7 nightmare.”

“Turn around.” You turned to face the wall as he wrapped his arms around your waist and pressed his chest to your back, his soft breath hitting your neck. This concept wasnt foreign to you; Jungkook allowing you to sleep with him after a bad nightmare or a sudden wave of loneliness that is too overwhelming to sleep alone. Sometimes even he would come and crawl into bed with you if he had something on his mind that was too much for him to handle alone. Its just the kind of friends yall were.

“Thank you kookie..” you whispered softly as sleep began to creep up on you and claim you as its own.

“Shhh Y/N. Just sleep, the nightmares are gone now.” He gave you a reassuring squeeze as yall both dozed off into a dreamless sleep.

The Saturday sun peeking in through Jungkook’s blinds had no effect on either one of you due to the lack of plans laid out for the day. You tossed and turned a bit before eventually burying your face in your roomates chest to try and make the sun go away.

A groan had left the boys mouth as he pulled the blanket over yalls head and adjusted his eyes to you in his chest.

“Y/N-ah, tell the sun to leave.” He whined playing with your hair until you let out a sleepy chuckle and met his brown eyes. “I cant tell the sun to leave but I can tell you to leave and to stop hogging all the mother fucking blankets.” Without any hesitation you shoved the brown haired boy off the bed causing him to land with a thud. You threw your head against his pillow and erupted with laughter at his shocked expression. You looked over at him and watched as his wide eyed expression changed to a forced frown and squinted eyes. Ready for revenge.

“OH ITS ON KID!” He shouted jumping onto the bed and finding every tickle spot he knew you had, he tickled you until you were laughing so hard no sound was coming out, and tears ran down your cheeks. “I hate you Jeon Jungkook. I really hate you.” You muttered standing up and walking towards the door.

“And I really love you too Y/N Y/L/N. I really love you too.”

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“Y/N?” His voice echoed laced with excitement, you quickly rushed to the door; in your bunny shorts and and black tanktop, with a smile to match his.

“Whats with the wine?” You asked wiggling your eyebrows knowing damn well he only brings home wine when its accompanied by good news.

“Tonight, we drink like kings! We celebrate my new found glory, we celebrate the profound news.. of me.. getting handed… A PRODUCERS CARD! HE HEARD ME SINGING IN THE CAFE AND HE STOPPED ME AND TOLD ME HOW GOOD I AM AND TOLD ME TO CALL HIM IF I AM INTRESTED IN PURSUING MUSIC!”

You wrapped your arms tightly around his waist as a congratulations and kissed his cheek softly. “Jungkookie, I am so happy for you! Today we do celebrate like kings, tonight we have our famous Jungkook/ Y/N game nights and drink…..the oh mighty bottle.” You looked up at your roomate only to see his mouth slightly drop open and his eyes get as big as golf balls.

“You mean-”

“Yes. I mean we are drinking Chateau Latour 1990.” You skipped over to the kitchen unaware of the quick stares your best friend gave you as you turned.

“But y/n, you said when we moved in you were saving it for the day one of us gets engaged.”

“This is big for you Jungkook. Its huge. I want to treat you like a king in celebration… you deserve it.” Before he could reply you reached for the 1990’s bottle that was set on the highest shelf; your shirt riding up in the back reveling a good amount of your bare back. Jungkook’s eyes raked over your body slowly before he quickly looked a way and mumbled that he was going to change quickly.

While you poured the glasses of wine, and grabbed some blankets from the hall closet you smiled as you heard footsteps headed towards the living room. Jungkook sat down beside you and together yall began the night thst you knew wouldnt be over till after 2.

Jungkook closed his eyes while he took another sip of the dark, complex smelling liquid. Your eyes traveled from his slightly messy hair down to his nicely fit white tshirt , that perfectly complemented his wonderful muscles. It wasnt unusual to stare in awe at the boy sitting next to you, you did that quite alot to be honest knowing exactly why you felt the need to.

Hours went by as yall made yalls way to the bottom of the bottle, laughing at eachothers drunken jokes and bad puns.

“Y/n, you are such a loud drunk.” Jungkook laughed falling over and clutching his stomach.

“You are an ass Jeon Jungkook!” You shouted jumping ontop of him and tickling him where you knew he was ticklish, causing his laughter to increase.

Not realizing that you were straddling your best friend, you shifted until he remained perfectly still, and earned a groan from him. “Oh my god kookie, I’m not even tickling you anymore. Stop groaning.” You laughed causing a slight movement ontop of him. “Y/n.” He groaned again. The laughter ceased to exist as you looked down at the boy and yalls position, before you could realize he wasnt groaning because of the tickling you felt him slightly raise his hips to meet your core. You felt his memeber slightly harden underneath you as you looked down to see his brown eyes darken and his lip caught between his perfect teeth.

Everything felt so unreal, the way his hands ran all over youe body, the way his pink lips attached themselves to your most sensitive of areas, the way yalls moans mixed in beautifuly with each others, but by the time you laid naked next to your best friend, your eyes drifted to the clock on the wall.

3am. Nothing good happens after 2am.

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Your eyes fluttered open to find yourself sleeping in the living which never usually happens. You sat up quickly, the blanket falling from your chest allowing a cool breeze to hit. Why do I feel a breeze? You thought. You slowly looked down at your naked body letting out a loud shriek and having realization hit you in the face.

I slept with Jungkook? I kissed Jungkook? My best friend.. I slept with my best friend. My best friend who stole my heart sometime 4 years ago. I slept with him. What if this ruins our friendship? What if he wakes up disgusted that he slept with me?

You quickly sprung off the couch grabbing all your clothes and racing towards your room.

Me: Taehyungie, meet me at the café asap. Its urgent.

You typed as fast as your fingers would let you, slipping on some jeans and a baggy shirt as if you were trying to hide what you had done the nigh prior. Walking over to your mirror to examine the damage done, you gasped as your fingers grazed the numerous dark purple love bites all along your neck.

He sure did mark me good.

Taehyungie: Already on my way precious. I’ll order us some coffee.

Me: Thanks Tae. Prepare for an ear full..

Taehyungie: Baby girl, I’m always ready.

You and Taehyung met a year before you met Jungkook; he was the sill friend that was always up for anything. He was a child in a grown mans body, obsessed with the idea that fun should never die due to the age you are.

You quickly covered the marks as best as you could before you raced out the front door and headed towards the local café, not even stealing a glance at the adorable bunny boy still sound asleep on the couch.

“Okay so you had sex with Jungkook. The boy you have been in love with for a year now, and you stormed out of the house like there was a fire?!” Taehyung asked questioning why you felt the need to run away. He was never the kind of person to run away from his issues, or beat around the bush; he faced them head on and bluntly.

“Tae, you don’t understand-” Taehyung reached over the table and grabbed both your hands in his.

“No y/n, you don’t understand. You are 24 years old and are still so scared of possibilities, you run and hide the minute you get scared when you should be taking life by the balls. You love this boy and you wont ever know if he loves you too until you tell him. You are a beautiful girl and one hell of a friend, if he doesn’t share the same feelings then he is stupid. BUT even if he doesn’t share the same feelings yall can talk about it and keep everything like it was.”

He was right.

“Nothing good happens after 2am..” you mumbled taking a long sip of your Vanilla Coffee.

“I’m not so sure. 2am was always you and Jungkook’s golden hour, and while this time something unexpected happened it still made you work up the courage to tell him how you feel. Its a big step you are taking because of the events that happened after 2am. 2am events are only bad if you make them that way.”

“Tae, how did you become so wise?”

“My hyung’s can be aright sometimes.” He winked, causing you to chuckle and take a deep breathe.

Your phone buzzed softly in your hand as you exited the café, giving Taehyung a big hug and a peck on the cheek.

Kookie: I’m not sure where you went, or when you left.. but whenever you can, could you please come home. We can’t just ignore what happened last night.

Me: I’m actually on my way home right now.

Kookie: Okay.

“K-Kookie?” You managed to shout. You heard rustling up stairs and slowly followed the noise. You followed the noise all the way to his room and stopped. You froze in your tracks scared to meet the face on the other side of the door, without another thought you slowly turned the door handle and peeked inside.

“Jungkook?”

You gasped as he turned around, noticing three dark purple marks on his neck, his hair was still slightly messy, his lips were curved into a tight smile.

“Y/n.”

You walked forward and met his eyes that were slightly watery causing you too pull him into a tight hug; the tales of yesterday not even coming to mind.

“What’s wrong Kookie.?” The silence that followed that question lasted up to a good minute before his eyes latched onto yours

“Don’t leave me y/n. Its okay if you regret it, or if you don’t love me back but please don’t leave me. Even if this is a mistake to you I don’t want our friendship to suffer or change. I -”

If you don’t love me too?

Did he just say too?

You made your way to him and placed a chaste kiss on his slightly quivering lips. “It- It wasn’t a mistake….I don’t regret it. Granted I do wish we weren’t slightly drunk.” you confessed looking everywhere but at him.

He lifted your chin to look you in the eyes and took a deep breath.

“Y/n, 4 years we have lived together and in those four years I have watched you fall for the wrong guys, I’ve watched you cry and laugh, I’ve slept in your bed just as many times as you slept in mine… during these four years I’ve grown to love you more then a friend. I noticed the way your eyes crinkle in the corners when you laugh, the way you hate making eye contact when your nervous, the way you are scared of everything except me. I watched you slowly fall in love with me at the same pace I fell in love with you. I wasn’t sure if you loved me until you left so early this morning to run away from this. You never run away unless your scared and in that moment I knew you were running away from the possibility of ruining our friendship because you were scared I didn’t love you back.“  He searched your eyes for any sign of confirmation that you had heard him correctly and as though something took over your body, you pressed your body against his and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Kiss me Kookie. Kiss me sober.” With no hesitation he pressed his perfect rose pink lips against yours and kissed you like it was the last time he’d ever see you. His lips moved at a perfect pace with yours, only fitting more perfectly together as time went on. After what felt to be ages but was actually a few seconds you pulled away to be greeted by the bunny smile you loved so much.

“I love you Jean Jungkook. I really love you.” You whispered burying your face in his marked up neck.

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I still stand by what I said about how Nothing bad happens after 2am, because really its all up to you. Granted our love story started off like a cliché show where the pair doesn’t know they are in love, nor do they do anything to fix it so their complicated romance lasts for 8 seasons until FINALLY the end up together. We took it upon ourselves to speak up and skip past the remaining seasons. Life is too short to wait and wonder, sometimes you have to take life by the balls.. you have to speak up before its too late.

So as I lay here with my head resting on Jungkook’s chest and his arms stay wrapped around my waist as we whisper sweet nothings to each other I thank the bottle of wine that made us act upon our most secret desires. I thank Jungkook for speaking up and handling this like the adult he is. I thank the cliché shows, and stupid phrases that made me what to prove them wrong.

Nothing bad happens after 2 am if you know how to handle it.

(This is my first fan fiction in SUCH a long time. I’m so sorry if it sucks.)

Bts reaction to catching their s/o singing/ dancing:

Anon Requested:  BTS reaction to finding their s/o sexy dancing/singing while cleaning the house, not knowing she could dance/ sing?

A/ N: I did one very similar to it but here you go anyway.


Jin:

Originally posted by nochuie

Stares, amused and surprised, at you moving freely and he wonders why this isn’t a sight he gets to see everyday. After that day, Jin will never spare you a moment without asking you to sing along with him.

Suga:

Originally posted by kuromel

Dammit with him and his cute ass smile because he is on the edge of giggling his heart out at the sight of you. So when you turned back and saw him laughing real hard, you couldn’t help but laugh at yourself as well. 

J-Hope:

Originally posted by hopeshi

His reactions are always priceless. Like you could be in some old t-shirt and shorts, cleaning and having the time of your life when you hear a familiar scream and wow now he is dancing too what a surprise. 

Rap monster:

Originally posted by jimins-bootae

I can actually hear him groaning before going “damn babe don’t stop” You have started a dangerous spark and as much as he might want to take things innocently you just looked so desirable.

Jimin:

Originally posted by minspink

Gasps because what a betrayal this is. Jimin would take your hips into his hands before guiding with the flow of the rhythm, his dramatic shock soon replaced with a cute smile.

V/ Taehyung

Originally posted by younas

Literally the Gif as he walks towards you, growling in that  hot, deep voice of his, “keep going” as he leans against the wall to the point watching is not enough.

Jungkook:

Originally posted by eatupbangtan

THAT LOOK You have no idea he is standing behind you, taking in every movement of your body and every failed high note you manage to hit without sounding like you’re dying. And when you turn back to look at him a hella sexy grin is shaping his lip and I can only imagine where this is leading.

Breathe (Laf x Reader)

AN: another late and short one! my bad!

Tag Crew: @huffleheyguys @artisticgamer @theoverlordofeverything @hmltntrsh51 @iamnotthrowingawaymyshit2 @hamilton4starwars @megabooklover18 @jantales

Request: Anonymous- 94 with laf? (94. “I had a bad dream again.”)

Warnings: death ish 

Word Count: 1,481

Masterlist

Gilbert was two hours late from work, without a call or text about why. You were curled up on the couch nursing a mug of tea, trying to stay awake. These were your least favorite nights. Anything could have happened to him. All you could do was run through all of the possibilities until he got home.

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anonymous asked:

One day, the Host just trails off in the middle of narration and just stays quiet for a while and the others are like 'oh no wtf is he seeing', like, in panic

Everyone’s in a panic because oh god what has he s e e n and the Host is still kind of frozen, mouth hanging open mid word and it would be so much easier to see what expression he’s wearing if not for the damn bandage.

The room is thick with anticipation, because what could be so shocking that it would silence the Host? And some of them are even ready for a fight but then.

The Host starts laughing. It’s not his usual quiet chuckle, short and rare, it’s full on deep laughter with his teeth bared in a smile they hadn’t seen since he was the Author and he’s actually clutching his stomach from how hard he’s laughing. And half the room is panicking even more, the half is too shocked to do anything.

Of course, what they don’t know is that Google is a master of photoshop and memes and just sent him a picture of Dark dabbing on the moon.

(I don’t know what you were expecting but it was the first thing that came to me and i can’t get it out of my head)

Boyfriend!Chanyeol

Originally posted by purpleuhan

  • His tall will make you feel small
  • Snuggles for DAYS
  • Adorable backhugs all the time
  • Letting you wear his clothes whenever you want something comfy
  • Nose kisses
  • “JagiyaJagiyaJagiyaJagiyaaa”
  • Always smiling his mega-watt smile when he’s with you
  • “Cutie”
  • Poking and squishing your cheeks
  • Tucking your head under his chin
  • Initiating a lot of PDA
  • But blushing SO hard when you initiate it instead
  • Even if it’s just taking his hand
  • He will turn red
  • Making you laugh until you can’t breathe
  • Cafe dates
  • Lunch dates
  • Singing for you
  • Playing guitar for you
  • Playing guitar while singing for you
  • Buying a ton of random stuff just because it looks cute
  • Teasing you when you can’t reach things
  • “Oh no Jagi are you too short?”
  • “Shut up and hand me the damn cereal”
  • Purposely placing everything on the highest shelf when you’re in a fight so you’re forced to talk to him
  • But almost no fights ever
  • Always talking to each other
  • Even if it’s about water bottles and aliens
  • If it’s quiet, it’s probably because you feel asleep on each other
  • Lots of cuddles
  • Wrapping up in blanket burritos together
  • Head kisses
  • Waking up only to be smothered by how tangled up he is with you
  • But you don’t mind that much
  • And just snuggle deeper into his chest and fall asleep
  • Hugs that last for 5 full minutes before he has to leave for tour
  • ‘I miss you’ texts literally 15 minutes after he says goodbye
  • Honestly the two of you probably annoy the people around you with how fluffy and lovey-dovey you are
  • But you don’t care because the relationship would forever be in that honeymoon stage of sweet smiles and adorableness and young love

beatbot8  asked:

I know you're totally slammed with messages and prompts so definitely take this or leave it. What if Maggie has a bit of a freak out because she's never really had a family like the Danvers-Clan and she loves them so much, but one day she realizes that if things ever go south with Alex, she'll lose them too. Maybe the gang talk her down from the ledge?

They’re bickering because couples bicker. 

They’re on the edge of fighting because couples climb onto that edge.

And she doesn’t want to ever leave her. And the fear in Alex’s eyes is almost enough to convince her that Alex doesn’t want to leave either.

Almost.

But what if, one day, she does?

Because they’re bickering and it’s Game Night and they’re trying to keep it lowkey because they don’t want to argue in front of people – even their people, even their family – but Maggie watches the light in James’s eyes when Winn casually calls him bro, and she fights nauseous tears when James turns to make eye contact with her as he laughs.

Making eye contact with someone as they laugh is so damn intimate.

Alex had always said she’d never liked being intimate. Except with Kara.

But Maggie?

Maggie’d never… had anyone to be intimate with.

Not like this. Not like family.

Not since… since.

But James is turning to make eye contact with her as he laughs, and Winn is knocking his knee against hers affectionately, and Lena is burying her laughing, blushing face in Maggie’s shoulder when James makes her laugh too hard, and Kara is leaning over her body to take food off Maggie’s plate just like they’re actual… siblings. Actual family.

And Alex is taking her hand and kissing her cheek and telling her she loves her, because they’re surrounded by family, and does it really matter if the glasses go on top of the dishwasher or on bottom?

But what if one day it does matter?

What if one day Alex leaves?

What if one day she messes it up?

It won’t just be Alex that she loses. Which would be nearly enough to destroy her anyway.

It would be… this.

All of this. 

Family.

Again.

There’s no warning and there’s no obvious cause, but amidst the laughter and the carrying on, Maggie just starts to cry.

Further proof that these people are family.

Further proof that she can’t lose them.

Kara notices first.

“Maggie, what – “

Alex turns to her, pale and worried, and immediately assumes.

“Babe, hey, I’m sorry about before, it’s just a stupid dishwasher, and hey, a lifetime of firsts, right – “

“No, no, it’s not… I’m sorry, guys, I – forget it, I’m just gonna head home – “

“Maggie, no, stay!” five voices ring out at once, in different tones and in different registers, but all concerned, all loving, all sincere.

It takes Alex some coaxing and it takes Maggie some pacing. Some channeling of anger instead of terror, bitterness instead of overwhelming heartbreak.

Because anger and bitterness are easier, sometimes, than the abyss of pure loss.

“It’s just… nothing, it’s whatever, I – “

“Maggie Sawyer, you’re worse than your girlfriend; you can tell us, we’re here. And you’re not ruining anything,” Lena intuits, because Lena knows what that kind of guilt for feeling is like.

Maggie sighs and puts her index finger under her lip and paces and stops and braces.

“What if Alex and I break up? I mean, I never want to break up with you, babe, obviously, it’s not about that, it’s not about us, we’re good, I love you, I… but this… all this… all of you…”

“Alex would get the SuperFam in the divorce,” Winn says softly, because Maggie isn’t the only one who knows about bouncing, unwanted, from place to place.

She nods and Alex is off the couch and holding her instantly. But she says nothing beyond the kisses she presses to her temples. Because she knows that this is for their family to take.

And it’s Kara who starts.

“Maggie, Alex is my sister. You hurt her, you get heat vision, we’ve been over this.”

Maggie laughs wetly, remembering Kara’s shovel talk, and Lena shakes her head with a sad grin and kisses Kara’s hand.

“But Maggie… I don’t think you’re going to hurt her. And I don’t think she’s going to hurt you. But if something happens, if you two… which I don’t think it will!… Maggie, we’re not just going to – “

“We don’t abandon our own, Maggie,” James finishes for Kara, and Kara leans over to take his hand with her free one.

“Right,” Kara nods, and Maggie trembles in Alex’s arms.

“You’re one of us, Sawyer, you’re… you’re part of us, you know? Even if you and Alex don’t – but I mean, you two were made for each other, I mean come on, Maggie, your fondest wish in life is for a flash grenade – but even if you didn’t, you… we’re all grown ups, Maggie, we could all still be friends. Because you don’t just stop being family,” Winn tells her, because he’s been through this with Kara, and James never once abandoned him; so he would know.

“And we do often stay friends with our exes,” Lena smiles gently, teasingly, and Maggie chokes out a soft laugh as Alex kisses her hand.

“I’m not going anywhere,” she tells her, and Maggie nods quietly, relief and warmth and something that feels an awful lot like permanence settling into her skin. “And neither is your family, baby.”