let's hope i make it out okay lol

Negative? (Dylan O’Brien smut)

Based off the prompt: ‘You’re not pregnant…. Yet.’ 

Warnings: NSFW! This is pretty much solely smut, so watch out…;) (includes oral (female receiving), dirty talk and ‘let’s make a baby’ sex lol)

Word count: 3.4k

A/N: this is my entry for @ellie-bee242‘s writing challenge! I tried to have some fun with this, so I really hope people like it haha. Happy reading! :)

Originally posted by phoabetonkin-archive

this gif made me cry

“Negative,” you read out, biting down on your bottom lip a moment later. Sighing, you passed the test to your fiancé and watched as lines formed across his forehead.

“Oh,” Dylan mumbled, looking about as disappointed as you felt. He dropped the test on a cabinet before turning to face you, looking at you, concerned. “Are you okay?”

Shrugging, you walked into his open arms. “Yeah,” you answered, words slightly muffled by his fluffy jumper. “It’s just annoying, is all. We’ve been trying for so long, and still…” You trailed off, a slight sadness spreading through your chest.

When Dylan had asked you to marry him five months earlier, it’d triggered the beginning of a new phase in your lives together. He had just finished up a few projects and it was a convenient time for you to take time off work, so you’d decided to try and start a family. A few months down the line, and you were consistently falling short of the double lines you wished would appear on the pregnancy test.

“It’ll happen,” he said firmly, “it usually just takes a while.” His hands pressed against your back, rubbing warm circles through the top you were wearing. “It will happen.

Keep reading

B.A.P Reactions To You Wanting To Spend The Night


The pitter patter of rain against the window, came as comfort to you as you snuggled closer to Yongguk on the couch. 

“You should probably go soon,” he whispered, as he soothed circles down your back.

“I don’t want to,” you whined as you dug your head into his chest. Yongguk’s embrace is what you missed the most whenever he was away on tour which is why you treasured it the most when he was home. His familiar scent instantly made you relax and the warmth and strength of his arms around you seemed to lull you closer and closer to sleep. You could stay in his arms forever.

“I want to hold you longer too but it’s getting late,” he frowned, obviously worried about letting you leave too late.

You arched your head back to look at him and shot him a shy smile before you hesitantly asked, “how about I stay over? I mean only if you want it’s just-”

But before you could continue he softly placed a kiss on your nose and looked down with a wide gummy smile, “Of course. I’d love that.”

Originally posted by mancrushallweek


You let out a content sigh as you sat beside Himchan, the park bench now warmed from the heat of the summer’s sun, warming your exposed legs. Himchan held both of your ice cream cones as you took the chance to stretch your legs out, tired from walking around the mall all day. 

“Today was so much fun,” you told Himchan as you turned to him with a big smile. 

“Do you want to go anywhere else after this?” He asked as he passed you your ice cream.

You wanted to spend more time with but you were also tired and wanted to rest. Your eyebrows raised as you suddenly thought of how you could do both, “Himchan?”


“How about I spend the night at your place? We could watch movies  and I can even make popcorn and on top of all that we can cuddle!” 

He let out a small laugh as he saw the excitement etched on your face. He couldn’t help but feel his heart swell as he thought about holding you until you fell asleep. He knew he’d finally  sleep well, knowing he’d have you by his side. He nodded in agreement with a smile and kissed you on the cheek.

Originally posted by frogger-heejun


The sun had just begun to set, when both you and Daehyun decided to head home after spending the day at the beach. You yawned as you entered the car, beyond tired from the fun of the day. 

On his way to drop you off, your head had began to nod off. You were having a hard time keeping your eyes open, and eventually not being able to fight off the drowsiness much longer, you had fallen asleep. 

Daehyun had just stopped in front of your apartment, when he turned to look at you only to find you fast asleep. He smiled softly, finding your sleeping form incredibly cute. He gently moved a strand of your hair away from your face before he leaned in to kiss your forehead.

Awakened by the soft touch of his lips, you looked at him with hazy eyes, “are we already here?”

He nodded and you let out a small whine, “I wanted to spend more time with you I can’t believe I fell asleep.”

He let out a small laugh, “don’t be.”

“How about I spend the night at your place? It’s only 5 minutes from here,” you asked with a hopeful smile and Daehyun couldn’t help but agree with an adoring smile.

Originally posted by daehyunsgiggle


You don’t know when you had begun to doze off. You and Youngjae had been laying on his bed talking about everything possible. Both of you were so engaged, that neither of you had noticed how late it had gotten until your eyes betrayed you and began to shut close.

Youngjae had his head propped with his arm as he stared down at your peaceful sleeping face. He always loved watching you sleep. You looked so serene. 

When you turned your body towards him in your sleep, unconsciously searching for his heat, he draped an arm around you and held you closer.

“Jagiya,” he whispered softly and he felt you stir.

“You should leave now if you’re going to go home, before it gets any later,” he didn’t want to wake you up but he also didn’t want you driving so late.

“Can I stay over?” You murmured sleepily as you dug your head closer to his chest.

Youngjae answered by pulling a blanket over the two of you and leaning over to shut off the lamp beside the bed before joining you and getting comfortable,  falling asleep with you in his arms.

Originally posted by mybutterflyfact


“Uh-can I stay over…?” You asked Jongup, as you hesitantly met his hard eyes. 

Staying over was nothing out of the ordinary. In fact, it happened so often that you now had a hard time sleeping without him holding you. However, the air between you two was tense today. 

You inwardly sighed, it was your fault that you had fought. You had been acting like his mother when you began to nitpick his choice of food. You knew he didn’t like it when you criticized any of the small things he did but you had been worried. You wanted to make sure he was eating properly even when you weren’t around.

“It’s late,” you whispered, knowing it’d make him give in. If there was anyone more that hated you walking home at night than you, it was him.

He let out a sigh as his eyes softened, “of course you can.”

"Listen Jongup, I’m sorry. I know I was being too much I just get worried about you,” you told him with a soft smiled which he returned, his anger subsiding within seconds.

“I know,” he said as he pulled you into a hug, “I’m sorry I got mad. Let’s just sleep, okay?”

Originally posted by ab1004


You let out a yawn as you snuggled closer to Junhong.

“Are you sure I can stay over?” You asked for the third time which made him laugh.

“Of course I’m sure. The members won’t mind,” he reassured you, as he kissed the top of your head.

You simply nodded as you felt yourself drifting in and out of sleep. The heat radiating from Junhong’s body was beginning to lull you to sleep, but you forced your eyes to stay open.

Junhong noticed, “you can’t fall asleep?”

“No, it’s not that it’s just-,” you looked up at him with a smile, “I want you to fall asleep first.”

He raised his eyebrows, “what?”

Your cheeks flushed with a tinge of shyness as you confessed, “I always fall asleep before you and you always wake up before me too so I never get to actually see you sleep.”

“and you want to?” He asked, you could hear the tinge of amusement in his voice.

“Of course I do! I want to see whether you snore or not too,” You let out a small laugh.

“Okay Jagiya if that’s what you want,” he said before closing his and pulling you closer towards him, “good night, I love you.”

Originally posted by choijnuhong


Y’all don’t know how hard I struggled to not to make this suggestive jfc. I hope it turned out okay and if it didn’t I’m sorry! It’s become harder for me to write fluff lol

~Admin Coffee

okay but what I really want out of S3 is el’s growth into a person. Like I’ve seen people complain about her being a brat and I’m like….well ya. She has no idea how to live a normal life the only constant state of living she’s ever had was in the lab with papa like that’s not gonna teach a little girl how to act in the outside world. So I wanna see her talking to mike or the other guys and have them explain being grounded like “yeah getting grounded is a thing. It’s when you don’t listen” ya know or something along those lines. But not have them be like “getting grounded sucks” so that she doesn’t learn ya know?? Like have them kinda talk her through stuff and how sometimes listening to your parents sucks but you should probably listen at least a little cos they are looking out for you. Also!! better communication between el and hop like I think this is a fantastic relationship so let’s keep it up, keep the words flowing, keep it healthy. I also want her and max to be friends like I love max and she deserves for el to give her a chance. ALSO CAN I SAY HIGH SCHOOL DRAMA?? Like pls all I want is high school st kids. this is all I need. I literally just want one of the main conflicts is these kids adjusting to high school. But the number one thing I want out of s3 is for them to leAVE MY BABY WILL ALONE. He doesn’t deserve all this hurt and torture pls let my baby be happy. Although I will say that torturing will does bring out Noah schnapp’s PHENOMENAL acting skills so idk bit if a double edged sword I guess. Oh and please more mom!Steve that is seriously one of the single best things to come out of this show. Also just don’t let my baby Steve die just cos he and Nancy aren’t together anymore like he’s relevant and amazing he needs to stay. And I would really love for Joyce to become el’s mother figure!!!!! I feel like they’re already working their way there so continuing the growth of that relationship would make me happy plus ya know #jopper . Also!! El and will becoming close friends this is very necessary Okay this was longer than I meant for it to be lol but yeah these are my hopes for s3 I feel like I’ll probably end up adding to this later idk

Great Chemistry (Part 2)

Summary: After years of auditions and small acting jobs, you finally get picked to play the female lead in a major spy movie: Rogue Agency. Suddenly you find out that the actor playing the male lead and love interest is none other than Sebastian Stan himself. Throughout the story you go through the motions of filming a movie and come to find out that you and Seb have great chemistry. Do you take the leap and let yourself fall in love with your costar?

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Word Count: 3,197

Warnings: Fluff, cussing (?), fake violence (you’ll get it)

A/N: Okay, I lied. I’m posting sooner than I thought lol, but I’m sure that will make you guys happy haha. This one is a bit longer because I was super into writing it and couldn’t stop like all day. I hope I do Sebastian justice I love him so much. 


Originally posted by vintagefangirll

A few weeks after the table reading…

Keep reading

Killer Queen

Drabble request from anonymous

Jaime Lannister x Reader

18. “Hey, it’s okay. I’m here.”
47. Sleepy waking up cuddles
48. “Oh god, what did we do last night?”

Originally posted by cute-guysxx

A/N: Tbh I really didn’t have a plan for this drabble I just let it flow out of me like water, writing whatever came natural and making a few tweaks here and there afterwards. Also I had a twisted enjoyment out of having the reader try and get revenge haha. Hope y’all enjoy xoxox

Warnings: language (cause I have a cussing problem), fluff, angst, mentions of blood and death, lots of threatening, Joffrey being a prick, Jaime being a knight in shining armor

Words: 1400ish (lol this was supposed to be a drabble and I just let it get away from me)

“Fuck you, you demented, bloodthirsty little bastard!” you screamed as you slapped Joffrey across the face, allowing the ring you wore to cut his cheek. A satisfied smile split your features as you watched the blood flow down his cheekbone past his jaw, signaling that you had given him a good, hard hit.

“You best watch your tone you little whore. Or you’ll end up like that poor little toy of yours, with your head on a spike” he smirked, waving his hand at the guard beside him, silently asking for a cloth to wipe away the blood on his face.

“If you say one more word to me Joffrey. I swear by the old gods and the new that I will personally slit your throat so deep your head might just fall off that fragile little neck of yours” you warned, your tone getting dangerously low as you pointed a finger at your husband, your king. You lifted the delicate crown off of your head and dropped it to the floor. The metal ringing against the hard stone floor, echoing throughout the throne room. Your eyes cut through the air like daggers as you made eye contact with your husband at the exact moment that your foot came down onto the crown that just moments ago was placed on your head.

After successfully destroying the symbol of your power and connection to that snide little bastard Joffrey, you stormed out of the room, throwing the throne room doors open and nearly taking out the two guards posted by the doors in the process. One of those guards was Jaime Lannister. Kingslayer. Silently hoping that he’d reignite that nickname of his, you ran quickly up the stairs to the room that was yours and yours alone. It was no secret that you and Joffrey hated one another. Everybody knew it to the point where nobody even flinched when the two of you threatened one another’s lives. The guards wouldn’t harm either of you even if the other one commanded it, so a lot of the threats were empty. Except for that last one. You were going to slit his throat, you decided.

It took a bit of planning, but you finally figured out how you were going to do it. You were going to wait until he was asleep and the guards went to change shifts, which they did at exactly the same time every night. During that small window when nobody was guarding his room, you were going to sneak in with the knife you kept under your pillow for protection and drag it across his throat. Yes, you’d probably be beheaded for killing the king, but you didn’t care. Hells, the kingdom might even worship you for doing it, gods know everybody fucking hated Joffrey. Seriously, everybody. Even his guards. It was a wonder he was still breathing.

With the knife tucked securely in your belt, you tiptoed out of your room and snuck around the corner just as the guard was leaving his post to go get the man who was supposed to relieve him. You slowly turned the doorknob to his room, feeling as though everyone in the kingdom could hear your heartbeat and your breathing because of how much adrenaline was coursing through your veins. Once you had snuck into the room, you pulled the knife from your belt and began stalking over to the bed where your husband lay. For a moment you considered stabbing yourself in the stomach after the fact, making it look like self defense but you decided to say fuck it and reached towards his exposed neck, knife in hand.

Suddenly a large, warm hand clamped over your mouth when another one wrapped around and held your wrist in place, making sure you couldn’t strike with the weapon you were still holding. Tears welled in your eyes as you realized you were caught, you were going to be killed and Joffrey was going to smile while one of his lackeys beheaded you.

Strong arms pulled you out of the king’s room and into the hall before tossing open the door to your bedchambers and tossing you inside. You finally got a look at the man who destroyed your plans and there he was, standing with his back to your door and bearing into you with a look you thought was going to make you melt into a puddle of tears. You simply couldn’t help it when you fell to the floor, a crumpled pile of sadness as sobs racked your body.

Hey, it’s okay. I’m here” soothed the Kingslayer in an attempt to calm you down. He sat down on the floor next to you, his bulky armor making the position uncomfortable but he didn’t care.

“You need to be quieter, sweetheart. Someone’s going to hear you” he whispered as he brushed your y/h/c hair away from where it was hanging over your face.

“Why did you stop me?” you mumbled out, allowing yourself to slump against the cold, hard metal of his breastplate as he held your head to him with his hand.

“I couldn’t let you kill him, your grace. He’s an ungrateful little brat but you’re the strong, lovable queen. Can’t have you beheaded for killing the king. Kings Landing would have a full on revolt if anyone lays a hand on you, we need to keep the peace” he continued to rattle off reasons why you needed to stay calm and collected in the public eye as he lifted you and place you into your bed. Your head ached from the tears and your eyes were burning. You grabbed the carafe of wine off of your table and began drinking, allowing Jaime to drink some as well. The last thing you remember is drunkenly crying and leaning your head against Jaime’s chest as you drifted in and out of sleep as he kissed the top of your head.

The sun peeking through your windows woke you up and you shifted slightly as you felt a heavy arm slung over your waist. Not noticing that you normally didn’t wake up with someone else in your bed, you snuggled into the man’s chest, sighing deeply when his arms wrapped around to hold you tightly to him. Your mind was quiet as you felt the warm, surprisingly soft hands creep underneath the hem of your shirt and settle on the small of your back. You hummed as you nestled your face in his neck, feeling his long hair brush across your face as he turned to face you.

“Mmm, Y/N. This is nice” he groaned, shifting so his legs were tangled with yours as he interlaced his large fingers with your much smaller ones.

Then it hit you. You were cuddling with Jaime Lannister.

“Oh my god” you sprung out of bed, standing a few feet a way and facing Jaime, shaking.

Oh god, what did we do last night?” you screeched, letting your hands fly to your head as you paced back and forth, “We didn’t… Did we?” you couldn’t remember a thing and you were trying, grasping for any memory of the night before but between the slight sting of your eyes from crying and the pounding of your head you couldn’t place a single thing.

“Gods, no. Sweetheart I just wanted to make sure you didn’t go running off into the night attempting assassinations again and you insisted I sleep in your bed rather than on the floor” he chuckled, sitting up in your bed and pulling up a pillow to place behind his head as he leaned against the headboard.

“Oh, thank goodness” you breathed out, relief flooding your brain as you shuffled back over to the bed to flop down and potentially go back to sleep.

“Now, can you promise me you won’t kill my nephew?” he rubbed small circles on your shoulder.

“Fine I guess” you huffed, smirking a little at Jaime’s concern, more so for you than for Joffrey.

“Plus I wouldn’t want to upset the public because they lost the queen they love so much” chuckles erupted from your slightly sore body.

“Your grace, the kingdom would absolutely crumble without you” he smiled, kissing you on the temple before beginning to gather his things and leave the room to start his shift in the throne room.


Mystic Messenger Zen wallpapers! 📱 Pink version of middle top below the cut.

Credit to @otomenovelist for letting me use a few of their screenshots because I haven’t made it that far yet :’) Tysm! The sizes are a little inconsistent for reasons I don’t want to get into about resolution sizes but they should all work! <3 

Keep reading


literati fanfiction aesthetics ► To Move With Purpose by missgoalie75

Rory doesn’t say ‘no’ to Jess and they proceed to spend the summer together, traveling from New York City to Venice Beach on an impromptu road trip.

anonymous asked:

hi!!!! For a nsfw hc, how does the rfa + saeran turn MC on?


- omg he’s a big flirt so he definitely dirty talks a lottt
He likes to do it in public places because he can see how uncomfortable/ turned on you get.

- lmao is this even a question. He probably gets very dominant out of no where and say stuff like “you talked to zen a lot today, such a dirty girl are you trying to get punished” sjsjjsks

- he gets super clingy, like he’ll want even more attention than normal. He’ll get super touchy, and will be very obvious. But he also gets super blushy while he says things like “I want you to play with me mc”

- He basically does the same as Jumin. But instead of acting jealous he’ll say stuff like “ I told you to leave me alone didn’t I? But yet you’re still here… I guess I’ll have to punish you for not listening to me. Now you’ll finally see how dangerous I can get” JSKSKSSK

- it’d take a lot of trust for Saeran to get to that point in the relationship. But once he’s there he’s definitely up for it. But he tries to keep it sweet since he doesn’t trust himself enough to let himself go you know? If he wants to turn mc on he probably just pins her down and starts making out.


anonymous asked:

lmao could we pls get a 93 w blasty mcsplode where the reader just gets into petty fights w bakugou when he's being annoying. nothing romantic just like the reader isn't afraid to call him out in an equally hilarious manner as he his temper (if that even makes sense lol)


I hope that you don’t mind but I wrote reader more conniving and witty than sassy. I hope that’s okay? It’s just what flowed when I was writing. Let me know what you think anon 

and before anyone says it, yes i kept thinking of Lana and Archer

i sorry

93 from here


Bakugou Katsuki 

He honestly couldn’t believe what he was hearing. They weren’t really going to pull this shit in between classes, were they? But there they were. Blabbing their mouth off with Deku and not giving a damn about it. They know how angry that shit head makes him. Sure since their fight things were a little more civil, and All Might and Aizawa really were keeping a close eye on them. But this was totally out of line. He would expect this shit from Jogger suit guy, maybe even Hair for Brains, but not his s/o.

“I know!”

“The combo move you taught to Iida-kun really showed in the-”

“80% improvement in his speed and coordination with tight turns, I was a little worried that it wouldn’t work but-”

“Hey, bro you paid attention in physics and hero co-op and it shows!” his s/o was almost being as talkative as Deku. And Bakugou had just blown up his text book. He wanted to scream at them but fights with them always feel too personal to do in front of other people. 

“Dude, are you okay?” Kirishima put his hand on Bakugou’s shoulder.

“You really don’t look it.” Denki was keeping a safe distance. 

Bakugou was so angry he couldn’t speak. Just as he was about to grab his s/o by the collar and drag them out of the classroom to fight Midnight-sensei walked in. 

“Alright kiddos! Take your seats and let’s get into the nitty gritty of international heroics!” Bakugou sat down and made eye contact with his s/o, sending them a mental note that let them know that they were going to fight as soon as the lunch period starts. 

Class was almost tolerable but Bakugou could tell that his focus was off. He just felt like his s/o wasn’t taking his feeling into account, and didn’t even ask him if he was okay with them teaming up with Deku for the operations group assignment. He seriously thought that they would be there for him. The real challenge was going to be telling this to them without seeming weak and needy(boi plz)

When the ping pong signalled that class was over, Bakugou walked over to his s/o, trying his best to steel himself from the snarky remark that he could just tell that they were going to make. 

“Let’s go have lunch.”

“Oh, I made us lunch,” they said with a smirk, “why don’t we just have lunch here?”

“Since when do you make anything? And you’re usually racing Hair for Brains to the line at LunchRush,” he was already mad at them and they clearly could tell that the two of them needed to clear some things up, “why the sudden change?” 

“Oh,” they began opening the lunch boxes, “I just thought it would be good for you to socialize.”

“Since when are you my fucking mom?” 

“Since when do you think that you get to decide everything that I do?”

At that point, the wise thing for their classmates to do would’ve been to give them privacy. None of them did that, they were more than ready to see the real inner workings of the relationship that had been baffling them for months. 

“Well someone has to because clearly you never know how to do anything right!”

“Huh, last time I checked you were the one who keeps asking for help cleaning up messes that could’ve easily been avoided if you had JUST CONTROLLED YOUR GOD DAMN TEMPER.”

“Maybe you two should try talking about how you feel-”

“Yeah, maybe we should Midoriya-kun,” his s/o drew out each syllable of that name. 


“Yeah just keep pretending like you don’t care about him. WHEN CLEARLY YOU DO.”


“I’m sorry,” the room dropped ten degrees, and Todoroki wasn’t even there, “what was that?”

“Oh come on, __________,” Bakugou was going to regret this, he just didn’t know it yet, “you’re training to become a hero but you still act like A KID.”

“Y’know,” They closed up their lunch boxes, stood up, and got right in Bakugou’‘s face, “it’s a real shame that no one ever asks for your opinion Katsuki, because clearly it’s the one thing that will always keep you from becoming number one.”

And then they clocked him in the jaw and knocked him out. He woke up about ten minutes later, and didn’t really remember why he was mad in the first place. 


Sorry if I went a bit over board. I don’t picture this relationship being like this all the time, I was just wondering what a fight between Bakugou and his s/o would be like and it fell somewhere Lana and Archer and Lily and Marshal. 

Let me know what you think

The Pros & Cons of Dating Tag (ง ื▿ ื)ว

I got tagged by the marvellous @plasma-jane​, thanks lovely :’3 

I will be tagging: @desperateplumbobs // @bluberry-sims // @simtavia // @mjsimblr // @yuyulie // @mistypeaches // @witchescherry // @haleingsimblr // @simfluence // @toxicsimlish // @bloomesimss // @foursims // @drewdsims // @elizassimblr // @xnosoloweduetx // @simsluname // @lounabella // @sydneysimmer // @bookishsimmer // @cruisinfdr **You can choose to do this tag or not! I won’t mind :3 If you do plan on doing it, have fun~

Before I get into it. As you can tell here’s a new face to my blog ^3^ Her name is Euphina Tarte

She’s a sim I play with off camera (I only played with her a couple of times because once I made her, school rolled around lol and just today, I played with her a little). If you guys want, I could post some gameplay with her? There won’t be a storyline for her :) Just pure gameplay. Let me know if I should!

Any who, I hope you’re all okay that I chose her to do this tag! I just wanted to change things up ^^

Okay, let’s get started!

Keep reading

theemoestdemon  asked:

I have a cute fic idea related to the recent headcanon post. I would think that they would wrestle and stuff even when they were just friends. So maybe one day when Tom and Marco are play fighting, Tom gets tired out and literally falls asleep on top of Marco after tackling him. (They are still just friends here lol) Bonus if Tom makes lil noises in his sleep.

Awwwww! This was so so so so sweet! I hope you like the story! This was so sweet! I really enjoyed writing it! 

Marco grabbed Tom around the waist and lifted him up, before dropping him down and letting the demon laugh and fall to the floor. Marco then tackled him and pinned him down. “One, two, three, got you!” Marco cried.

“Okay, okay. You got me.” Tom playfully shoved Marco off and brushed himself off. He then smiled and looked over at Marco. He had let Marco win what felt like a million fights. Marco giggled and cheered to himself. Marco held his hand out and helped Tom up.

“I thought demons were supposed to be great fighters, I beat you ten to zero!” Marco teased. Tom laughed and the human smiled proudly. Marco then raised an eyebrow. “Are you letting me win?” Marco asked. Tom pretended to be surprised and fell back.

“LET you WIN? No way! Why would I let you win? It’s not like I wanna you to be happy or feel good about yourself or…” Tom just trailed off, blushing. Marco laughed, assuming what the demon blabbered on about was all a joke.

“Come on, Tom. I have to practice for my tournament. Please just try and fight me for real?” Marco begged. Tom nodded and Marco helped him up.

“Okay, okay. Let’s go.” Tom spoke, getting into a fighting position. Marco smiled and jump-kicked at the demon, who dodged swiftly. To be honest, Tom knew he was a great deal stronger than a human, so he couldn’t bring himself to strike Marco. Because even in a friendly sparring march, a light blow could hurt him. So Tom pretended to throw punches and missed on purpose. Other than that he continued to dodge them.

“Come on, at least TRY to get a hit in.” Marco teased. Tom laughed and looped around Marco, tripping him so he fell on his face. Marco sat up. “Cheap shot.” He giggled.

“You antagonized me.” Tom reminded, helping the human up. Marco resumed trying to hit the demon, but Tom dodged each throw and would give Marco a teasing look.

“Alright, try and pin me.” Marco dared. Tom crouched down and his eyes dilated like a cat’s. He then leapt out and tackled Marco down, pinning him to the ground. Marco grumbled and made a face at how easy it was for Tom to knock him off his feet. “Okay, okay, it’s been more than three seconds you can let me up.” Marco told him. But Marco then sat up a bit when there was nos response. “Tom?” He asked.

But Tom was no longer purposely pinning Marco down. He was curled up, clutching onto Marco like a koala, and was fast asleep. “Woah… you fell asleep fast.” Marco saw, noticing how Tom was cuddled up against him, sleeping. “I guess running and dodging all my red-belt-level attacks tired you out, huh?” Marco gloated, although Tom could not hear.

Marco then sat up, and Tom whimpered, holding onto the human tighter. Marco fell back, blushing all of the sudden. “Oh… I guess you wanna cuddle, huh?” Marco asked the sleeping demon. “Not something I’d do with a kid who hates me.” Marco muttered, recalling all the silly fights he and Tom had gotten into… this morning alone.

But he tried to move away more and Tom kept whimpering, holding onto Marco tighter. Marco felt his face flush red and he draped his arm around Tom. “This is… nice.” Marco smiled a little and Tom snuggled closer, purring softly. “This is really nice. You’re so soft.” Marco giggled, petting the demon’s hair.

Marco just held Tom close for a while, but once he felt the demon stir he quickly took his arm away and scooted a few feet away. Causing Tom to fall to the ground and wake up. “Huh? Oh jeez, what happened?” Tom asked, yawning.

“You dozed off after our fight. I guess I tuckered you out.” Marco stuck his tongue out and Tom laughed, yawning.

“Yeah well… you probably bored me to sleep.” Tom bit back. The two boys laughed a bit and Tom rubbed the back of his head. “Heh… sorry about that. I just get drowsy sometimes after jumping around so much. Especially on Earth. Something about being makes me sleepy.” Tom rubbed his eyes and yawned. Marco laughed.

“Earth makes you sleepy?” He asked, confused.

“Hey, it might be the cold or the atmosphere, or how boring it is!” Tom threw his arms up. “Or the fact that I don’t sleep. Bottom line is I’m sleepy.” Tom spoke. Marco laughed at Tom’s little skit and shook his head.

“Well you fell asleep on me.” Marco crossed his arms, trying to sound like he was teasing him. “It was pretty cute…” Marco added, quietly.

“What was that?” Tom asked. Marco flared up red and shook his head.

“N-nothing!” He cried. “I didn’t say anything.”

Worth It (Part Two)

Pairings: Royality

Summary: With his date secured, Roman’s plan to woo Patton over is going better than he could have ever hoped. All that’s left is confessing his love for him…he just needs to find the perfect moment, but he’s running out of time.

Warnings: Minor cursing, light angst, food mention, make outs, and heaps of fluff. Let me know if I need to tag anything else!

Word Count: 5452

A/N: So…that new Sanders Sides huh? I figured after that angst ride I needed to get this last part out asap lol.  I wrote this long before the episode came out so keep that in mind okay? Cause I wrote in a headcannon I had and it was proven wrong in the new video lol.

Btw this fic is going to have a sequel because there are two more sides that need match making…

Tag List!: @mylasagnaisraw, @lizziepopanime, @gracefullyinsanedancingunicorn

[Part One]

[Read on AO3!]

Keep reading

Edmund Pevensie x Reader

Request: Hi! Your recent imagine was so cute! Can I get one where the Edmund and reader are already courting but they haven’t told anyone yet. And then one evening, after doing a bunch of work, they forget Peter is in the room, and one of them says “good night, love you” or gives a goodnight kiss? And Peter is sorta confused/flabbergasted? Thanks xx

Edmund Pevensie x Reader - The Cat’s Been Let Out of the Bag
Setting: the Golden Age
Contains: Mer
Word Count: 625

Have fun~! I hope it’s okay because I couldn’t think of something they could work on while making the story flow. LOL. Sorry ;u;

Edmund had his arms loosely wrapped (Y/n) as he hugged her from behind. She looked up at him and gave him a quick peck on the cheek which lasted a bit longer than usual. 

“What’s up, Ed?” (Y/n) asked as she continued to work in the kitchen.

“Hmm, nothing much. I just wanted to see you,” Edmund rested his chin on her head. He knew she hated that. “What’s up with you?” 

“Nothing much,” (Y/n) tried to shake Ed off of herself. “You know how much I enjoy cooking.” 

“Of course, and you know how much I enjoy your cooking.” Edmund then started to put a little bit more of his weight on her.

“Eddd, get off of me.” (Y/n) whined. She put down the knife and tried to get him to unwrap his arms around her. 

“Never!” Edmund hugged her tighter. (Y/n) huffed and then picked up the kitchen knife again. Don’t worry, she didn’t use it against him. She just continued working with Edmund the parasite attached to her. Not that she minded. 

Keep reading

secret-fujoshi-diary  asked:

Can I have doctor!Shin-chan going home after a long hard day to find his s/o suffering from fever, colds, and cough AND abdominal cramps because she's on her period (this is me right now seriously I feel like sh*t) and he tries to clear his schedule to take care of her - doctor Midorin plus boyfriend mode ON lol. Thank you :3

OMG! Are you okay? Please be okay! Take care of yourself. I know how it feels! I hope this makes you feel better! ✿♥‿♥✿

Cause writing this totallyyyyy made me feel better kyaaa shin-chan~ (⺣◡⺣)♡*

I made it so that they’re married, because it kinda makes it easier to write IM SORRY

Thank you for requesting! 💋

He lets out a tiring sigh, stepping inside his residence. He turned on the lights to the living room and kicked off his shoes, making his way to the kitchen.

It made him feel nice to know that he’s saving lives as a doctor, but god, was it hard and exhausting. Not only did he rarely spend time with his wife, but it almost feels like his break between his shifts aren’t enough.

Good thing he studied well.

(Name) was an entrepreneur, and it comforted Midorima to know that she was working hard too. He expected her to be on her desk again, arranging her schedule and signing forms and all that stuff.

Another restless night for both of them.

He pushed the door open to their room and stopped in his tracks for a while to see if she were awake. the lamp wasn’t on, so most likely, she was already asleep.

Yes. He was still a tsundere, but don’t blame him, His pride isn’t going to level down any sooner! But whenever she was asleep with him around, he couldn’t help but plant a kiss on her forehead or smile at how peaceful she looked.

He dropped his bag on his table and made his way over to their bed to check up on her. Surprisingly, she was still awake, and she didn’t seem so comfortable.

“(Name), what’s wrong?” he asked worriedly, moving closer to her to place a hand on her forehead. “You’re having a fever, did you overwork yourself again?”

She coughed, but forced a scowl. “You’re rarely here! Why would you know?”  

Midorima sighed, finally knowing what was wrong. He made his way downstairs and grabbed what he needed. Then he stepped inside their room again.

“I’m already clearing my schedule, nanodayo.” he reasoned, handing her some medicine and water, which immediately made her feel better.

“Why?” she questioned, laying down again, only to flinch. Midorima, with a huge blush on his face, helped her get more comfortable, then sat down on his side of the bed.

“I need to take care of you.” he replied. “How do you feel?”

“I feel like crap, Shin-chan!” she complained.

“The medicine will take effect soon enough.” he said reassuringly, which didn’t really assure her too much. “Just stay still and go to sleep.”

She started complaining, but Midorima was kinda used to her attitude whenever she had her period. Though tired and already fresh, he stood up from the bed.

“Oh, so where are you going now? You’re going to leave me? Then fine!” she huffed, laying on her side only to flinch.

Midorima sighed and made his way outside of his house and bought something from the convenience store.

He stepped inside the room and made his way over to her, placing a paper bag in front of her. Her eyes shot open, and she grabbed it from his grasp like some hungry animal.

“Oi, stop acting like you’re not human, nanodayo.” Midorima narrowed his eyes as she started nibbling on the chocolate he bought for her.

“Shin-chan! You’re so sweet and adorable! Come here and let me give you a hug!” she opened her arms.

Well that escalated quickly. Midorima placed his glasses on hid bedside table and laid down beside her. “You shouldn’t eat on the bed, you know.”

“I won’t make a mess..” she replied quickly. “Have you ever seen insects inside this room? Nope!”

Midorima pulled the covers up to his neck, his body and eyes so tired he could barely stand up.  “Just.. wake me up when you don’t feel well.”

She puffed out her cheeks then scooted closer to him, aware of his sudden change of attitude. “I don’t wanna wake you up, you baka.” 

He turned around so he was facing her, a glare on his face. “Rest, (Name). You need it. I’m gonna have to stay home until you feel better.” 

“You don’t have to do that.” she blushed. 

“I need to, nanodayo.” he replied quickly. “But it’s not like I want to be with you too, so..” 

She planted a quick kiss on his cheek. “Shin-chan.. you’re always so caring. I love you.” 

He laid there for a while, staring at her and not knowing what to say. Then he calmed down himself. “Y-yeah.. I love you too.” 

recap (3.10):

in the first episode back, the writers decided to twist the knife they stabbed into our guts by not only showing how terrible everything is in the aftermath of wes’ death but also showing us flashbacks of wes being cute with everyone.


as if we needed more proof that wes is an actual puppy:

and of course we see wes and laurel adorably take a bubble bath together. because DUH.

oh and wes made a penis joke

present day:

annalise is in jail and she’s not exactly handling it very well

bonnie is trying to tell laurel that frank is innocent

but laurel is not having it

connor was being a dick so asher punched him

then asher apologized and the three amigos made up

michaela and laurel’s friendship is suddenly rising

laurel is PISSED and blames frank for everything

so he decided to confess?

night of the fire:

for some unknown reason wes got in the car with frank (because everything went so well the last time he did that)

okay. that was a confusing episode. i mean, as much as i appreciate the flashbacks, because i’ve missed wes’ face, all these ‘happy memories’ feels so bittersweet. like what is the point of this. to make the loss feel even deeper? that’s just RUDE.

as for the rest of the storyline, i found myself not even trying to figure out what’s gonna happen next. i’ve decided i’m not gonna have any expectations. because having expectations will only lead to my hopes and dreams being crushed lol. but feel free to let us know what you all think! 

Restless Heart Part 2

Characters : Jared x Reader

Song : Say Anything by Anderson East 

(Yes i used this song again. it works lol)

Summary : You and Jared were nothing more than just friends. For years, you two were all you’ve got. Until the day Gen appeared on the show, and changed everything. And though, you were used to him dating other people, things changed when you found out he was engaged to her.

A/N : Okay, I got a lot of great feedback with the first part, and I just had to make another part for you all! I hope you enjoy. And please let me know what you think! Good AND bad! 

Read Part One here

Originally posted by out-in-the-open

During the Panel, Jared tried to focus on anything but you and the letter. And no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t. 

Jensen would nudge his side, snapping him out of his daze. But then he would hear a simple word that reminded him of you and go back to that letter.  

“So, Jared has something extremely important and exciting he’d like to share with you all.” Rob muttered. 

The crowd was quiet and Jared knew it was time to tell them about his engagement with Gen. 

The crowd roared with applause, snapping pictures and some even screamed ‘OTP’ Jared and the others all shot their gaze over to the right side of the stage, where Gen was standing, waving at the audience. 

Jared couldn’t help but swallow hard as he met her gaze. He loved her. He really did, but something felt off and he couldn’t figure out why. 

She made her way over to his side, and quickly pressed her lips against his. “Hey babe.” She smiled. 

“Oh look! Sam and Ruby, the power yet demonic couple.” Rich exclaimed, making everyone in the room laugh. 

“You ready to tell them?” She whispered just loud enough for him to hear.
He forced a smile, and nodded, propping up on to his feet. She intertwined her fingers with his as they both turned to face the crowd. 

“Gen and I are getting married.” He yelled. 

Everyone screamed, jumping out of their seats and cheering. Gen was all smiles, her face was red and her eyes glistened under the spot lights. She was beautiful. Breath taking. And Jared knew how lucky he was to have someone like her want to spend the rest of her life with him. But he couldn’t shake you off. 

As the panel came to an end, you were trying to keep your composure. You decided to meet up with Felicia and Osric out by the walking dead panel.  

They were both cosplaying as characters, and you felt out of place.  

“So why aren’t you with Jared right now?” Osric asked, fixing his wig. 

You shrugged your shoulders, taking in a deep breath. “It’s the same thing every year. Besides, he has Gen now.” Just by saying that, you felt your stomach churn. 

“Speaking of Jared-” Felicia muttered. “He’s right over there." 

You slowly turned your gaze over, feeling your heart begin to race.
He was standing with Jensen and Misha at the autograph table, laughing about whatever they were talking about. 

He looked so happy, and it killed you because now you know that he doesn’t feel the same for you. If he did, he would’ve ran to you, right?

You cleared your throat, and turned your attention back to Osric, and smiled. "Wanna go to the beach tonight? Have a little bonfire?” He and Felicia flashed a smile, and nodded. “Fuck yeah!” They both squealed. 

You let out a soft chuckle, until you felt warm hands cover your eyes completely. “Guess who?" 

That voice sent shivers through out your body. It was a voice you knew very well. 

"Gen.” You yelped. 

She chuckled, giving you a tight hug and pecking your cheek. “Hey girly.” She smiled. 

“Hey.” You stammered, feeling guilt and also agony wash over you. 

You swallowed hard, trying to even your breathing and pretend as if everything were fine. 

“So I just talked to Jared and Jensen, maybe we could all go out for some drinks after this?” She muttered. 

“Well we were all thinking about going to the beach tonight. You all should come. It’d be fun!" 

You froze in your stance, feeling as if every inch of you turned into solid cement. 

"Oh my gosh that sounds amazing." 

Jared was preoccupied with his fans to even notice what was happening a few feet away from him. 

Until a girl with long brunette hair, who was cosplaying as Dean Winchester, made her way up to Jared. A smile was plastered on to her face, along with tears streaming down her cheeks. 

He leaned over, taking her hand into his, making her shudder.
"H-hi!” She smiled. “I’m sorry, I’m really nervous." 

He let out a chuckle, shaking his head. "It’s okay babe. Just breathe.”  

She did as she was told and took in two deep breaths. “I just wanna say that you have inspired me so much. And I don’t know where I would be without you.” She blurted out, crying harder now. 

He flashed a soft smile, and pulled her in as much as he could. 

“Thank you, that really means so much to me.” He whispered. 

She slid the photo of him and Jensen over, along with a pen for him to use.
He signed his name, along with a smiley face and handed it back to her. “Hope to see you again soon. And thanks for the kind words." 

She flashed a smile, feeling as if her life has been officially made. "Also, I want to congratulate you on your engagement!” She squealed. 

His lips curved up, and he nodded shyly. “Thank you." 

The next fan appeared right before his eyes, dressed as Abaddon. 

"Can I just say that supernatural has saved my life. You and Jensen mean so much to me, it’s crazy.” She was shaking as she stood before him. 

He let out a chuckle, and leaned over, taking her hand. “And you mean so much to us." 

He cheeks burned, and her heart felt as if it had skipped a beat. 

"Are you and Y/N okay?” She asked. “Because we haven’t seen her today, and you both haven’t had a tweet war in a while." 

Jared swallowed hard, forcing himself to smile. "Y-yea! Y/N and I are great. We have just been super busy.” He stated. “But she’s here." 

Her lit up and she clapped her hands together. "Good! Because you guys are seriously my OTP. I know you are engaged to Gen and all, but I really think you and Y/N are perfect for each other.” She blurted. 

Jared only chuckled, feeling his stomach flutter as he waved her good bye.
Jensen nudged his side, capturing his attention. “See, I’m not the only one who thinks that.” He whispered. 

Jared playfully rolled his eyes, until he met your silhouette. 

You were standing there, with your fake smile you always put on whenever you felt uncomfortable. 

Jared knew you like the back of his hand. Though sometimes he can’t tell whether you are lying or not, he knows that you cry when your upset. He knows that during awkward situations, you can’t help but to giggle. He knows that no matter what, you will bend over backwards for anyone you love. And those were just some of the things he loved about you. 

His attention was caught by gen who was only standing a few inches next to you. His stomach was churning and the memory of the letter flooded his mind.
This was going to be a long day. 

Hours passed, and you and some of the crew were all huddled at the beach, laughing over drinks and some food. 

You were with Misha, Richard and Rob, talking about Star Wars. 

“But see, what I don’t get is why they decided to start it on episode 4? I mean, wouldn’t it make sense to start at the beginning!” Rob exclaimed taking a swig of his beer.?

“What start at the beginning?” Jensen grunted as he made his way over.  

You turned to meet his gaze, only to meet brown caramel eyes.
Jared flashed clenched his jaw shut, pursing his lips as he shot his gaze elsewhere. 

Was he really that pissed off at you? 

Jensen took you in for a tight hug. 

“We were just talking about Star Wars.” Rich stated. 

Jensen nodded and flashed a smirk. “Of course you dorks were." 

You playfully swatted his arm and scrunched your nose at him. "Hey, don’t you dare make fun of us geeks. You’re just mad because you aren’t as awesome as us.” You said matter of fact. 

He tilted his head back and belted out into laughter. “Yea okay.” He stated.
As hours rolled by, you have caught yourself glancing over at Jared. Who not once have you the time of day. 

Everyone noticed there was tension, but didn’t want to pry into what happened.
“We need more beers!” Felicia yelled, curling up next to Osric. 

“I’ll get them.” You started for the truck, that was parked up over the small hill.  

“I’ll help.” Jared followed close behind, making your heart beat rapidly. 

As you unlocked the trunk to the truck, jared opened the cooler.
You felt your stomach twist, and your heart pound profusely, thudding in your ears. 

“Thanks.” You whispered. 

“Don’t mention it.” He snarled. 

It might be the alcohol or even the adrenaline pulsing through, but whatever it was, you just couldn’t take it anymore. “Jared please don’t be like this.” You muttered. 

He snapped his gaze to you, growing with rage. “Are you fucking kidding me?” He grunted. “How else am I suppose to be? Happy? You fucking wrote me a letter, didn’t even have the decency to say it to my face.”  

“I was scared!” You yelped. Feeling the tears begin to well.  

“That was a slap in the face. You saying goodbye without giving me a chance to say anything, hurts.” He groaned. 

“What is there to say Jared?! You’re engaged! You and Gen are going to get married!” You felt your voice raise. “There’s nothing you can say. I’m too late.” With the last word, the tears broke through the seal and stained your cheeks. 

Jared felt a lump form in his throat. He hated seeing you cry, especially when it was him who caused you to cry in the first place. “Y/N, for six years now, you have been the only girl I could count on in my life. Other than my mom and sister of course.” He lightly chuckled. “You are probably one of the most important people in my life. And reading that letter killed me. It felt like you just-”
You lingered on every word he spewed, waiting for him to spit out whatever he was holding back. 

“Why didn’t you tell me before I proposed? I mean you had a lot of chances Y/N. We stayed up until 4 in the morning playing video games! I helped you paint your apartment for three days! I even spent the night at your place countless of times! Why didn’t you tell me?!" 

"Would it have made a difference?” Your voice shook. 

This was it, the moment he waited for. To finally have the chance to come out and say that he loves you. But as he opened his mouth to speak, he was interrupted by the sounds of footsteps. 

“Damn, did you two get lost or something?” Matt cackled, reaching for the cooler. 

Jared cleared his throat, forcing a crooked smile. “Yea, almost thought we were in the North Pole.” He said sarcastically. 

Matt belted out in laughter as they started back towards the bonfire.
You felt as if you were glued in your shoes. Not able to move. 

You had one question roaming your mind. 

What was he going to say?

Warm Nights

 - Holiday Prompt Day Two - December 2nd -

jooheon x reader 


585 Words

@daycc nymph wished Merry first day of Christmas! #16 “it’s cold in here, cuddle me damn it” with Jooheon & fluff (the type that makes you cringe but in a good way if that makes sense omg)

Lol! Honestly the gif probably has nothing to do with this little scenario but, your welcome my little Jooheonnie bias! ;) I do hope you like your wish! I’m sorry it’s a bit short (and for my reference to Final Fantasy because honestly I’m a video game nerd and I’m so excited to get that game so SORRY TT) Let me know if you like it okay love!?

- Pasithea

#16 - It’s cold in here, so cuddle me damn it!

Keep reading

i am furious.

how DARE you think you have the right to police who people are friends with. how DARE you wish death upon others for who they are friends with. you all need to take a step back and look at what the fuck you’re doing because this is not in ANY WAY acceptable. how fucking dare you.

i’d never lower myself to your level, but i am pissed enough that i can honestly say i know one day, the consequences of your actions are going to hit you like a fucking truck. someone less stable, someone with a weaker foundation,  someone who is already on the brink, might receive one of those nasty suicide bait messages and actually attempt, or succeed, at committing suicide, then you will be literal fucking accessories to someone’s death

YOU will be the reason someone lost their child, their best friend, their sibling, YOU will be the reason their life will never be the same, YOU will be the reason A. FUCKING. REAL. LIFE. ENDS. and newsflash, asshole: once you get to the point where someone kills themself because of something you’ve done, you aren’t helping anyone. you’re the fucking problem.

i hope that shit keeps you up at night.

hope its okay i tag @keiths-salt @educating-antis @shirosrighthandman @sheith-is-good let me know if it’s not!

- mod sky

Night in

Anonymous asked:  Are you taking imagine requests? If so, could write a Niall one where your like his long time girlfriend and you your with him while he’s performing at Jingle Ball as solo artist. You both love animals and catch up on planet earth together. It’s just cute and funny. If not that’s okay. ❤️ I just love that Niall watches planet earth and I find it to be the cutest thing ever. It just makes me happy. I really love Niall. ❤️

Word Count: 1143

A/M: This kind of turned into, what I imagine would be a typical night in with Niall lol. I hope it was good anyway:) 


You watched from the sidelines, backstage as he performed his song again to a crowd of excited fans at his return to the stage.
They seemed to calm as they let him sing his heart out and let his sweet voice fill the area as he savoured every single second of it.

“I’m sorry that I only have one song guys. I promise that I’ll have more songs in the new year. I’ll see you then!” He said with a smile as the crowd cheered and applauded as he walked off stage.

With a smile on his face he put his guitar away as the crew and friends greeted him backstage.

“Good show again Niall.” You heard one say.

He chuckled, “Yeah, thanks man.”

As people quickly moved on from congratulating him and on to the next act on stage, you stood directly in his line of sight waiting for him to see you.

It was after he picked up his guitar case and threw it around his shoulder he did, and a bigger smile appeared on his face.

You giggled and ran over to him and gave him a big hug, and he held you close.

“How did I do?” He asked.

Not completely letting him go you looked at him and responded, “Amazing as always.” You giggled.

“That’s good. Wouldn’t want my biggest judge to think I sucked.”

“/I’m/ your biggest judge?” You asked raising an eyebrow.

“I just wouldn’t want to disappoint you.”

You felt your heart go soft, “You could never disappoint me Niall.”

You saw him look away shyly, and you put both your hands around his face, “Hey. If anything I’m your number one fan. You know that right?”

A smile grew on his face, “Yeah. I know that.”

You smiled and gave him a quick kiss to his lips. “Let’s go Niall.” And you both walked away hand in hand.

— Three hours later —

You were back in a hotel room, sitting in bed with your legs under the covers and looking through your media feeds while Niall finished brushing his teeth.

As you were scrolling through, you heard something that made your ears perk up.
With the familiar documentary on screen, you saw a clip of a lizard and a group of snakes and as the chase began you felt your heart start to race.

“Holy shit!”

“What? What happened?” What did I miss?“ Niall asked as he came out of the bathroom. As his eyes scanned the screen he quickly put the two pieces together.

"Oh my god.” He said with astonishment as he sat at the end of the bed, the both of you staring at the screen watching the chase go on and cringe at the sight of so many snakes.

Once the scene ended Niall looked to you, “That was crazy.”

You looked back, a look of shock still on your face, “You’re telling me.”

The narration went on as it switched to the next scene, and as he always did, he did his own impersonation of the narration. 

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

Hey let's do something different. Let's make a list of all the times YOU'VE been a total asshole. See, that's gonna be a really fucking long list. Given how long your list is, how about you shut the fuck up about Jared.

you’re right here’s my list:

  1. i don’t listen to my friends when they talk to me sometimes (1)
  2. i’m a fucking walking meme (1) (2)
  3. i drank like a whole gallon of chocolate milk once and thought i was gonna diE (1)
  4. i love to vague post/sub tweet (1) (2) (3)
  5. i constantly reblog my own posts/selfies bc i’m thirsty for notes (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6)

if anyone has any other evidence of my being a total asshole, please send me receipts. i’m not even kidding, i will add it to my list.

okay here’s jared’s list:

  1. arguing with airlines over twitter like a baby: (1) (2) (3) (4)
    1a. “ + calling them out over their prices that he literally has no problem paying because he is a celebrity and makes loads of cash: (1)
  2. sexism/transphobia/homophobia
    1. using the wrong pronouns/calling misha a girl as an insult: (1) (2) (3)
    2. being a dick to justin bieber/calling him a girl as an insult (honestly i hate justin bieber, but because he’s super racist, not because i think he’s a little girl or w/e) : (1) (2) (3)
    3. heterosexism: (1)
    4. hating on kim k because of her booty pic on the cover of that magazine: (1)
    5. fat shaming angelina jolie: (1)
    6. telling someone they’re a bad mom bc she fed her kid straight from her mouth: (1)
    7. jared on why there are no women in spn: (1) (2)
    8. jared basically saying if they made cas have possible one-sided feelings for dean it would be hilarious!!!11!!111! but they show is only about str8 dudes so it wouldn’t work: (1)
    9. “hunting down [a woman]”: (1)
  3. racism
    1.  he believes in reverse racism: (1)
    2. + tells PoC that they need to “stand up to racism”: (1
    3. making fun of osric in an extremely offensive way: (1) (2)
  4. hating tony romo/using his wife giving birth as some sort of? pain measurement? pain contest? idk? (1) (2)
  5. being a jerk to his fans: (1)
  6. (the one that made me unfollow him on twitter!!!) calling addiction stupid and insulting PSH on the day he died! when he has never dealt w addiction in his life: (1) (2)

here’s some things to remember: i am not a celebrity and i do not have a large following that will blindly go along with whatever i say. he does. which means (also bc his fanbase is primarily teenagers/young adults) he inherently has a responsibility to act like an adult and think before he speaks/tweet/whatever. but instead, he goes out of his way to act like a complete douchebag over twitter (?!), and calls out/photographs employees from airlines that make his life oh so hard!!!1!1!1! (like nobody has ever has problems at an airport before? lol.) 

so there’s that.