looks like the mall i go to

Lance is attractive

Fucking fight me on this Barbara ok hERE WE GO


• WHEN LANCE FLIRTS WITH GIRLS IN SPACE MALL THEY GIGGLE
- being a girl, who talks to girls, I know that girls don’t giggle unless they like it and are more likely to shoot poisonous glares at strangers who flirt with them
- if a girl giggles at a stranger who flirts with them she’s likely interested
- if she’s interested in a stranger it’s probably because he’s good looking

• LANCE TAKES CARE OF HIS SKIN
- the fandom had a fucking carnival with this fact okay there is a scene both in season one and in season two where Lance is wearing a facemask so we all know he’s got flawless skin

• LANCE DRESSES THE BEST
- he just does
- everyone knows this
- even 80’s Lance dresses the best

• BLUE IS ATTRACTIVE
- I don’t remember where I heard this, but apparently some social study drew the conclusion that when men wear blue they are generally received as more good looking

• PLAXUM KISSED HIM
- um she knew him for like a day or two
- made some battle plans with him and then suddenly decided smooching him up was the best course of action
- listen man,, people don’t go kissing other strangers just so show their appreciation, she was definitely at least SOMEWHAT attracted to him

• HE HAS SHINY TEETH
- yeah okay this is probably a stylistic thing but um
- I have more than one screenshot of Lance with a small sparkle on his teeth, usually when he smirks
- those things are pearly white and pretty af

• HE HAS THOSE MUSCLES
- did you see him in the cryo pod
- muscles are portrayed as attractive by your friendly neighborhood Media™

• HE IS TALL
- also portrayed as attractive by your friendly neighborhood Media™

• I AM IN LOVE WITH HIM
- guys I only fall in love with attractive people, trust me,,

• THIS HAS BEEN A PSA THANK YOU

• bonus Keith is also in love with him so I mean how many people falling in love with him does it take for someone to realize that he is a good looking motherfucker

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Analysis jungkook golden closest & the covers :
so here is my analysis I’m not doing it as a video

First pic : so on bts home party when they ask them what is the color of the room wallpaper jimin wrote white is jungkook room but V said sorry jungkook room is dark gray I want to thanx tae for exposed it , so jimin said I was thinking of jungkook room because he was right JK room in busan is white color… Yeah
Second pic : is the picture that jungkook brother post on his ig this year before the armys found about his account so he deleted, he post that around February which the fans spot jikook together in the train , we always know that jikook always go to busan together , even jimin dad come to picked them ,so yeah which means jimin has already visit jungkook house, u can see on my analysis in youtube
https://youtu.be/jBCcRrpP_v8
Analysis jungkook golden closest & the covers :
so here is my analysis I’m not doing it as a video,
First pic : so on bts home party when they ask them what is the color of the room wallpaper jimin wrote white is jungkook room but V said sorry jungkook room is dark gray I want to thanx tae for exposed it , so jimin said I was thinking of jungkook room because he was right JK room in busan is white color… Yeah
Second pic : is the picture that jungkook brother post on his ig this year before the armys found about his account so he deleted, he post that on holiday which the fans spot jikook together in the train , we always know that jikook always go to busan together , even jimin dad come to picked them ,so yeah which means jimin has already visit jungkook house, u can see on my analysis in youtube that jungkook brother draw jikook as a couple & on jimin parents restaurant there is a lot of jikook pic
https://youtu.be/jBCcRrpP_v8
Now let’s talk about his songs cover, jungkook start cover song in his golden closet in 2015 and bts moved to their new dorm on 2016 on the old dorm namkook as the roommate right? People will said maybe the pic it’s was on their old dorm nope u can see on bonvoyage their room look so different from the pic that jungkook brother post .
Remembers I said before that jikook relationship changed in I need u era? And after jimin faint it’s was August in 2015?
OK the first song that jungkook cover in his closet start at 2015
The first song was:
1-lost stars on 3.10.2015 “ jimin birthday month”
which the ost of movie begin again that jikook watch together as u can see jungkook was look at jimin on the 3rd pic
2- paper heart on Christmas and jimin listen to it immediately after he released it u can see jungkook post a selca of him in the closest that’s song jimin said on fest 2015 he like that song so much
3- nothing like us on 15.2.2016 Jungkook also post this tweeted:
When I cover a song, I always check the content/meaning of the lyrics before I record the song! Please look up the meaning of the lyrics too. And please listen again. It will sound different..!hehe"
4- purpose on 1.9.2016 “ jungkook birthday ” the fan spot jikook went together alone so on the radio they asked what did they do that day jimin said I take jungkook to the mall so I told him to buy anything he want yeah only to of them on jk bd which mean going to date
5- we don’t talk any more pt. 1& pt. 2 was record of the same day but they decided to put as festival yeah jikook record the song in jungkook room in busan which that why jimin said jungkook room is white he the only think of jungkook room lmao + plus if that jungkook room in the dorm why do he have a twin over double bunk bed when he don’t have a room mate right? Then it’s jungkook room in busan and he shared it with his brother junghyun + why jungkook do released the cover on special day and jimin his favorite Singer is Chris brown not Justin even jungkook know that jimin never said his favorite Singer is Justin but he listen to Justin songs because of his baby
And have your guys notice on home party the members or even jikook didn’t mention about we don’t talk any more so yeah wich mean that song is special for them not as a part of festa actually what do u guys think ?

Note : it’s just analysis so don’t take seriously

There’s A Nap For That

Based on this post: “If you both agree to take a nap instead of going out, it’s a date.” 

Or: The one where Bellamy and Clarke keep taking naps together. You know, platonically. See also: Let Them Rest

A/N: I started this before New Years and thought it would be done in like, three days. Oh how naive. But hey, here we are!

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Clarke doesn’t plan to be alone on New Year’s Eve, but she also doesn’t plan not to be alone–if that makes sense. She could fly back to Los Angeles and attend her mother’s extravagant corporate party, if she wanted to put herself through that. It’s definitely an option.

But she’s long since decided that it’s better to deal with the vague feelings of missing out on the New Year’s celebration over fielding questions about why she’s not following in her mother’s footsteps or, god forbid, whether she’s gotten over that whole sexuality thing yet.

So she calls Abby the night before the party, fulfills her yearly, good-daughter quota of well wishes and pleasantries, and calls it good.

And really, doing nothing on New Year’s Eve is kind of the best thing that’s happened her, stress-wise, in the last six months.

She works in the graphic design department for an uber-trendy website that facilitates commissions for freelance artists, which makes it an incredibly lucrative avenue to get her name out there in the industry. It just also happens that the company is very concerned with staying up-to-date with aesthetic trends, and has her changing logos and web layouts on a weekly basis.

It’s the kind of somewhat crappy, over demanding job that she feels weirdly excited to have, because it means her mom isn’t paying people to make her life easier.

But it has been running her to the bone, so she’s positively delighted to do absolutely nothing for a night.

Or she is until she finds out that Bellamy also doesn’t have plans for New Year’s Eve.

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Dead (Jeff Atkins, 13 reasons)

There had been whispers about it. Jeff wasn’t a drinker to begin with. He was always the designated driver and even when he wasn’t he never had more than two or three beers. That particular night you’d been absolutely bombarded with math and science homework. He’d begged you to come to the party with him. You’d thought about it, but declined in the end. He kissed your cheek and told you he wanted to go to breakfast in the morning and that he’d be there to pick you up at 9:30. You wouldn’t be going to breakfast. In fact the next time you saw your boyfriend it was under very different circumstances. It was six hours later in the middle of the night. He was in a body bag. He was dead. Over what they called a drunk driving accident. Jeff was deemed drunk by most everyone at the scene. Everyone except you and his mother. Of course your opinion on how it happened didn’t matter as much as the fact that he was dead, whether he’d been drunk or not. You’d gone spiraling out of control. So much so that your mother forced you to take the rest of the semester off of school, joining independent studies. It didn’t do any good. You just felt more lonely. Jeff’s presence lacked even more and there was rarely a distraction. You didn’t feel any better about him being gone by the time you had finished your time in independent studies. You felt the same as when you’d first entered independent studies, so you had no problem when it came time for you to come back to school. Still a zombie, of course, and it didn’t help that your friend Hannah Baker had committed suicide during your absence from school. You knew you looked bad. You knew you had dark circles under your eyes. You knew you’d broken out from not eating right or regularly. You knew your hair was in the bun because you hadn’t bothered to shower, turning to perfume and deodorant instead. You opened your locker, shoving your books into it, you were back at it. Everyone was in their usual spots, nothing had really changed since you’d left. Except that Jessica and Justin were no longer together. Zach had gotten dumped by your best friend after the tapes were released. He’d known too much, she said, to keep it all a secret from the people who deserved to know. He’d borderline stalked her for a while. She’d threatened to move across the country with her aunt and uncle if he didn’t leave her alone. So he did. Nothing changed with Bryce. At least not yet. The fact that he was a rapist had gotten out. You’d heard things about Bryce and girls and parties, but not about Jessica and Hannah. You hid your face in your locker as you looked at your phone. You got a text every morning from Jeff’s mother. They varied in what they said. Today’s said “hello beautiful, your mom said I could pick you up after school and we could go to the mall. We also want you to stay for dinner.” You had your license but you hadn’t wanted to drive and your parents hadn’t trusted you to drive since Jeff’s accident. You were scared of cars now. You were also scared of alcohol.
“You’re back.” You hear from behind you. You turn to see Justin Foley. There’s concern in his eyes, like he knows that there’s a great chance you don’t want to be talking to him. And that you won’t forgive him. Forgive him for staying quiet when anything but that would have been a better option. He’d stayed quiet knowing his friend had raped not only Hannah baker, who would of course go on to kill herself, but his own girlfriend.
“Yeah.” You responded, not looking up from your phone as you texted Mrs. Atkins back.
“You look good.” He smiled at you. You locked your phone and slammed your locker closed, startling Justin.
“I’ve learned to accept pity but I’ll never accept being lied to, Foley.” You looked him dead in the eyes before moving to walk away.
“Seriously, Y/N! Given the circumstances you look really good. I don’t know how many people could survive what you’ve gone through.” By the end of his message he’s just white noise and you continued to walk.
“I’m not so sure I did.” You mumbled, leaving the jock in the dust. You knew he’d been having his own struggles. Hell, he’d been having his own problems since the day he’d been born to his waste of space mother. But that boy had let himself become a bystander for rape on account of somehow owing it to his rapist friend. There was no use telling him what you thought, he knew he was in the wrong and he’d heard it a lot. Marcus smiled at you as you continued down the hall. You found yourself walking towards him.
“Hey Y/N how are y-” you cut his formalities off.
“Is Y/FN at school yet?” Marcus was quite obviously caught off guard. His words fumbled together a bit.
“Uh, well, yeah. She tends to not go through the halls a lot anymore. She avoids us a lot.” Marcus explained. He didn’t give much eye contact.
“I knew that much, thanks.” Again, you were stopped before you could walk away.
“Will you guys ever talk to me again?” Zach’s familiar voice took over.
“This is your first attempt to talk to me as far as I’m concerned.” You crossed your arms. He looked as though he was in an extreme amount of pain.
“I’ve called and texted you for months.” Zach looked at the ground.
“One text of the many was you asking about me. The rest was you trying to get to Y/FN because she blocked you on everything. Your motives were not the most selfless, Zach Dempsey. Reassess yourself and your self righteous nature.” You spun on your heels and walked out of the room. You see your best friend talking to a girl named Skye, one of the only people either of you could stand the be around in the school anymore.
“Saw you talking the some henchmen.” Skye said, staring at her fingernails, which were painted black.
“Strictly to see where you were.” Skye smiled a little. Y/FN turned and hugged you.
“I’m glad you’re back, normal is what you need right now.” She said. Once you pulled away from your best friend, you saw someone coming. Clay Jenson. Lanky, kinda dorky Clay Jenson. The Clay Jenson that brought you free candy and free movie ticket vouchers after Jeff died. But this was also, and most certainly not least, the Clay Jenson featured on the tapes. The Clay Jenson that knew girls got raped, that knew a lot about the night Jeff died. Including that it wasn’t Jeff’s fault at all. In fact, he knew he wasn’t drunk and that it was Sheri that was drunk and had caused Jeff’s death. There was a handful of people that knew it wasn’t Jeff’s fault. The people that were featured on the tapes. Clay was featured on the tapes and so was Justin and so was Marcus and so was Zach. They saw you yanked out of school for being mentally unstable and not being able to understand how Jeff did this and why he was drunk at all. There were answers, and no one gave them to you until the tapes were handed to the police. You knew when the public knew. Nothing hurt more than that. And that’s why you hated those boys. And Courtney and Jessica and Alex and Tyler and every other god forsaken person who earned themselves a tape by being an insensitive asshole.
“Hey Y/N.” You looked over at Clay, his hands were stuffed in his pockets as he stared at you nervously. You looked at him, blinked twice, and looked away.
“You look good.” Silence.
“I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry.” You can feel Clay looking at you, but you won’t look at him. There’s a short pause.
“Y/N I know I should have said something to you as soon as I knew but it was a lot more complicated than it se-” you found yourself waving your hands in the air begging him to stop speaking.
“You’re going to listen for a moment.” Clay nodded, finally able to make eye contact with you.
“Jeff and I were going to apply to all the same colleges, did he ever tell you that?” Clay nodded his head. You and Jeff had already planned on marriage. Everyone knew it.
“Did you know we were going to share an apartment right away instead of dorms?” Clay gulped, looking at the other two girls nervously.
“He talked about you constantly, Y/N.” You rolled your eyes at his words.
“People have been talking about me constantly. It’s my turn to speak.” Clay shut his mouth quickly.
“Wanna know something I’m sure you weren’t aware of?” Clay’s eyes filled with more fear by the second.
“Did you know that the day after I saw Jeff dragged away in a body bag is the day I miscarried our baby?” Clay knew he wouldn’t speak but his mouth fell open from the shock and not knowing what else to do.
“So yeah, maybe you can forgive yourself for not always being there for Hannah. And maybe Jessica will forgive Justin someday and maybe, just maybe Y/FN will give Zach another chance. But guess who doesn’t have the tools or the people to move on? Me. My boyfriend is dead and my baby is dead. And my future relies on me being a zombie through life, hopefully getting decent enough grades to shuffle through the rest of my life because there will never be someone who makes me feel and love the way Jeff did. And I’ll never be able to have a baby made up of more love. Everything will be me settling because the best of what life has to offer is quite literally dead.” The bell rings but no one moves, and everyone just looks at you as hot tears stream down your face.
“Y/FN, go tell Zach how much you still love him and how much you’re willing to fight for each other. And Skye, tell Clay how you’ve been in love with him since the sixth grade and how you’d be really pumped to go out with him. Because life’s short and sometimes even shorter than expected. No time is put on this earth to be wasted. Love each other.” You let out a shaky breath before turning and heading to English class. Jeff would be proud. In that moment you knew maybe you would be fine.

Voltron Beach Headcanons

So, my mom and I have been traveling around and going to beaches and all that fun stuff until the lease for my apartment is up in a couple weeks. So, have some Voltron beach headcanons!

Shallura (established)

  • Shiro’s self conscious about the scars on his body and initially wears a wetsuit.
  • Eventually he becomes comfortable enough to just wear swim trunks, and Allura makes sure to apply a liberal amount of sunscreen on his scars every couple of hours.
  • Allura and Shiro nap and relax on the beach on their towels under the shade of an umbrella.
  • But you know after their nap they’re going to tear it up on the waves and get competitive and playful.
  • They dominate at the game “chicken”. So much.
  • Especially when Allura’s carrying Shiro on her shoulders. No one can stand a chance against them. They’re a powerful force when teamed together.
  • Lance was tackled off Hunk’s shoulders in seconds.
  • He saw his life flash before his eyes and then afterwards he high fived Shiro because it was so awesome.
  • If you thought they were unstoppable as chicken partners, wait until you see them play volleyball. Because they annihilate everyone.  
  • Shiro and Allura feed each other the planet’s Earth equivalent of ice cream.
  • They hold hands as they walk along the beach, away from the others, around sundown.
  • Shiro writes their names in the sand in a heart, like a smitten highschooler. Allura adores it, even though she can’t read it.
  • She learns how to write her name in English in the sand and practices it over and over until it’s as pretty as Shiro’s.

Klance (slow burn)

  • Lance is psyched to challenge Keith to surf boarding, because he knows he’ll have an advantage.
  • Keith is actually pretty damn good at surfing, for his first time.
  • Lance pretends to be completely unimpressed and says it’s just beginner’s luck.
  • He’s actually immensely proud and amazed.
  • Eventually he compliments Keith about it:
  • “Okay, not bad. You’re actually kind of a natural.”
  • “What was that? I couldn’t hear you? Was that a compliment?”
  • “Shut up, mullet.”
  • They insist on being a team for any of the sports they decide to play.

Hunk

  • He is the best surfer. Literally the best compared to the others. But he doesn’t show off or anything, because he just wants to relax and have a good time. He doesn’t want to be competitive about it.
  • Hunk knows how to weave hats and baskets out of palm leaves. Mostly because it helped calm his nerves as a kid.
  • He also knows how to make lei and uses whatever he can find on the alien planet’s beach to braid them (flowers, vines, shells, etc) and give them to the team.
  • He used to make lei back at home for his little sister.
  • You know he likes checking out all of the food shops by the beach and talking with the locals.
  • They exchange tips and recipes.
  • They adore him.
  • He helps fix some locals’ boats. In exchange for him helping, they offer to take everyone out on the water, which calms Shiro’s nerves because Lance talked about pulling inner tubes behind Blue on the water (which is a big no-no).
  • “Uh, Lance? I don’t think Shiro’ll like the idea of you taking a gigantic, sentient war machine lion out on the water to pull a couple inner tubes behind it.”
  • “Why not??”
  • Hunk makes some pretty intricate sand castles. Big enough for Pidge to lurk in.
  • He makes sure to bring plenty of sunscreen, because he’s paranoid about everyone getting burned.
  • Showing Shay the ocean is definitely on his list of things to introduce her to.

Pidge

  • Initially tries staying as covered as possible.
  • It immediately becomes impossible once she realizes how damn hot it is on the beach.
  • She settles for one of those zipup capri wetsuits with the tank top. Or swim trunks with a surf shirt (rash guard?) and a visor.
  • She tries staying in the shade with Coran, Shiro and Allura, and her tablet, but it’s still too damn hot and she’s sweaty and dying and there’s weird bugs that won’t leave her alone.
  • Sand is also terrible. It’s all over her. How did it get everywhere so fast?
  • Pidge caves and joins the rest of the paladins in the water.
  • She spends most of her time slung over an inner tube watching the boys goof off.
  • She also takes an interest studying the marine life along the shore and takes samples to be studied later.
  • She takes a liking to going underwater with a snorkel and goggles to check out the fish, but she’s sure to stay close to the shore, because deep water freaks her out.
  • Pidge gets Hunk to give her piggyback rides along the shore.
  • Pidge miraculously doesn’t burn to a crisp, thanks to Hunk. She gets a weird little tan stripe along her forehead because of her visor though. 

Keith

  • He’s never been to the beach before, so he isn’t sure what to expect at first.
  • The first time he jumps into the water and resurfaces, he looks like a drowned kitten.
  • He accidentally gets ocean water in his mouth. A lot of it. He is not pleased.
  • Despite putting on plenty of sunscreen, because of Hunk’s insistence, Keith still gets sunburnt to all hell somehow.
  • He looks like an actual tomato
  • Lance teases him so much about it
  • Shiro scolds him and he has to help put Aloe on Keith every hour or so, because Shiro’s tired of hearing it.
  • Keith’s the one who insists on starting a game of beach volleyball. There isn’t a place set up for volleyball of course, so he pulls together his own volley net and marks out the court in the sand
  • He and Lance make a good team™ against some of the locals who take them on. 

Lance

  • You know this boy LOVES the beach. It’s no Varadero Beach, but it’s an ocean and he’s going swimming, dammit.
  • He’s the one who insisted they have a beach day.
  • Lance tans very gracefully and has never burned in his life. He’s sure to use sunscreen anyway, because he’s all about keeping his skin healthy.
  • He’s sure to get a bunch of selfies with the local beach babes.
  • Permanently has a drink poised in his left hand whenever he’s not in the water.
  • Lance is an incredibly strong swimmer
  • He knows all forms of swimming and does them gracefully.
  • Except when he pretends to be a dolphin.
  • He makes sure to bring music. Loud, loud music that he can dance to.
  • He starts a dance-off on the beach.
  • Which of course escalates into a full-on beach party with the locals.

Coran

  • Coran mostly camps out on the beach with everyone’s belongings (sunscreen, inner tubes, surfboards, umbrella and towels, etc) sipping on some Nunvil and whatever’s native to the island.
  • He basically acts as a lifeguard when he doesn’t fall asleep.
  • He falls asleep a lot, but usually no one can tell behind his ginormous sunglasses. Unless he’s snoring.
  • He also takes pictures, because he’s Space Uncle.
  • He wears an old-timey white and blue striped one-piece swimsuit. The kind from the 1900s, to match his mustache.

Allura

  • Probably has a similar vintage 1900s swimsuit like Coran’s (complete with sleeves and a skirt basically)–but after showing Lance, he insisted she needed to go to the Space Mall and get something more modern.
  • “Allura, you’re 10,000 years out of style. We’re fixing that.”
  • She purchases a wetsuit for practical use, and a bikini with a floppy sunhat.
  • “My stars, these are much more practical than my old swimming suit. I can actually move around in these.”
  • Cue Shiro dying at seeing her in a bikini, because wowie zowie.
  • A lot of locals flirt with her. Like, a lot.
  • Shiro also flirts with her. A lot. He might also give some of the aliens who’re hitting on her disapproving looks. A lot.
  • Allura has never played volleyball in her life, but she can spike a volleyball so damn well. It’s like she was born to do it.
  • Easily throws Lance and Keith into the water so they can do cool flips.

Shiro

  • He starts off high strung and stressed when he gets to the beach, but it’s easy for him to relax and have some fun once he sees the rest of his team having a great time.
  • He wears a looooot of sunscreen to protect scarred skin. He probably puts a white strip of zinc oxide across his scar and nose.
  • The sun may not love Shiro, but Shiro loves the sun.
  • It makes him so happy, guys. It puts him in such a great mood. He is so happy to be outside.
  • When he and Allura are on a team during volleyball, he’s the one who sets the ball just right for her so she can spike it.
  • Helps Hunk grill things by the beach. Probably because it’s the one form of cooking he’s actually really good at.
  • The paladins insist that’s a Dad Trait and 100% makes him a dad.
  • “But I’m only seven years older than Hunk.”
  • Lance convinces Shiro to bust out some dance moves.
  • He’s actually not bad at all. Maybe rusty, but definitely not bad.
  • He helps Pidge dive for really good seashells.
  • Shiro and Keith definitely draw out a circle in the sand and spar. Because they’ve gotta be ready to battle in every environment, obviously.
Reminiscing

I was thinking about this amazing scam I pulled a couple months ago and realized I never did a post on it even though it was iconic. 

So I’m gonna leave the names of the cities out for privacy but let’s say I’m in big city A and this guy from big city B, he messages me on SA and asks if I want to have a “night of fun” in his city. We go on and it’s really really clear to me he’s just looking for an escort, which at the time I wasn’t okay with doing/had stated in my bio I wasn’t okay with pay for play. 

But my scamming ass has always wanted to go to big city B. So I play along. This man gets straight up raunchy, asking me if I do anal, bareback, face fucking, swallowing, the whole 9. I’m like of couuurse anything for the $600 you’re offering me. *eye roll* 

So he buys me this first class train ticket and I’m stoked as hell. I never planned on meeting this guy at all, I was just going to get my own hotel and have fun exploring this city, but then my brilliant hoe mind decides to change my Tinder location to this city to see if I can find any hot vanilla guys to show me around. Of course I find a bunch but one in particular who I really liked. We messaged over the next few days and he said he’d meet me for lunch when I got there and that I can sleep over if I’m comfortable with it. 

SA guy says he’ll pick me up from the train station and I give him the description of an outfit totally opposite to mine for him to look for a girl wearing, and when I get there I block him off Text Plus and SA and run away like  

Originally posted by justinbieberssexybody

I met up with this cute ass vanilla guy for lunch and he gave me a fun lil tour of the city and then we get to a mall and he’s like I need to go to a meeting but pick up something cute for dinner and I’ll Venmo you however much it is. So I’m like shit ooookay Tinder boy u like a mini SD (he’s 27). I got a cute dress and some bracelets. 

He took me to this really nice seafood restaurant and a bitch had like a 3 course meal with wine and was so god damn happy. Then we go back to his place and I’m like ok this guy is loaded, he had this huge apartment with an amazing fireplace and a patio and just top of the line appliances and stuff.

We literally didn’t even hook up even though I kinda wanted to, he just wanted me to be comfortable and feel okay, we made out and cuddled and watched movies all night and then he took me to the train station in the morning AND when I got back to city A he paid for an uber from the station back to the place I was staying at. 

Anyway this is just to show you that instead of just ignoring salty ass guys you can really take a dumb situation and turn it into a full on finesse if you a resourceful bitch. Happy scamming heauxs. 

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The Easter Bunny

A/N: Happy Easter to all who celebrate it!

Sam x Daughter!Reader   Dean x Niece!Reader

“You sure we got everything?” Dean inquired as he looked over at Sam who sat in the passenger seat.

Sam nodded his head, “Yeah, I think so. Got the basket, chocolate bunny, stuffed duck, supplies for dying eggs, jelly beans, and more candy then we need. I think we’re all set for the Easter bunny tomorrow.”

“Good.” Dean replied with a large smile, “Let’s go get our girl.”

Sam chuckled as he got out of the impala, “Did you ever think we’d have this?” Sam questioned before she shut the passenger door.

“What, you having a kid? Us going shopping for a stuffed duck? Me actually looking forward to taking a rugrat to the mall to see some guy dressed up like a friggin’ rabbit?” Dean scoffed, “No, I never saw our lives becoming this; but I’m glad it is.”

Sam grinned at his brother, thinking about all the big changes that happened for them within the last year. You had showed up in their lives; a result from the irresponsible relationships Sam had when he was soulless, but the brothers loved you no matter how you came into their lives.

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Being alone.

To be honest, I really love daydreaming, I really do, but there are times when I just look at my old friends that I dont hang out with anymore and my classmates having fun together and think, “Why can’t I do that?”

I look at them taking selfies together, making silly group names, going to a mall together, and sometimes I wonder, “Why can’t I have that?”

Sometimes I look at my classmates who are genuinely funny and can make everyone laugh, have a ton of charisma, good at maths and science, I think, “Why can’t I be like that?”

I like being alone; I can daydream as much as I want, I can listen to my music without being bothered, I can spend my day offs without anyone asking me to go anywhere - I like that.

But seeing all of those people having fun, I also want that.

I like being alone, but I don’t want to be alone.

Daddy

Isaac Lahey x female reader

Fandom: Teen Wolf

Author: T💕

Request: “Can You Write Hardcore Isaac Smut But Make It Long??? I’ve Seen What U Write & It Is All Great But Too Short.”

Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, (don’t be silly, wrap your willy), Daddy!Kink, public sex, public teasing, and language.

  On a Friday afternoon school was the last place I wanted to be. It wasn’t even second period and I already want to go home.

  Lydia Martin, my best friend, came running up to me. “Y/N/N! –I can’t run in these heels–Do you wanna go shopping? Allison and I don’t want to sit in class.”

  I sighed. “Yes! Oh, my god, yes! I have to go tell the hubby first.”

  “We’ll go with you.” Allison smiled.

  The three of us walked to the group  of boys by Scott’s locker. I walked closer to Isaac, and he pulled me into his side, resting his hand on my hip.

 “Psst.” I whispered, trying to get my boyfriend’s attention.

   Isaac ignored me and continued with his conversation with Scott and Stiles. I huffed and tried again.

  “Isaac?” Nothing.

  “Babyyyy?” I said, sing-song. Still nothing.

  I turned to the girls. Allison egged me on and Lydia shrugged her shoulders, letting me know that she was out of ideas.

  A lightbulb went off in my head. I looked between my boyfriend and the other two of my friends that he was so caught up in talking to.

  I cleared my throat. “Daddyyy?” I asked innocently.

  Isaac choked on his words mid-sentence and Scott and Stiles both looked bewildered and hung their mouths open.

  Lydia and Allison giggled behind me. Isaac turned to me.

  “Uh–I–Yes, princess?”

  I moved so that I was standing in front of him. I reached my right hand out and grabbed a handful of what was sitting in the front of his jeans. I squeezed his crotch gently and inconspicuously.

  “I just wanted you to know that Allison, Lydia, and I are going to go shopping for a little while.”

  My boyfriend nodded. ‘Uh, shopping, fuck–okay. Sounds fun.”

  I let go and smiled. “Okie dokie, then. We’ll see you boys in a couple of hours. I love you.”

  “I love you, more. Hey, wait, do I not get a kiss?”

  I smiled and pulled Isaac’s head closer to my head. He leaned a little further to whisper in my ear. “Daddy’s gonna get you back for that later, baby. You better be ready for it.”

  Isaac kissed my lips and I kissed back,  still a little stunned by his comment.

“Okay, Y/N! If we don’t get moving we won’t have time to shop, come onnnnn.” Allison and Lydia took a hold of my hands and took me to Lydia’s car.

  At Lydia’s car, we all threw out ideas on where we were planning on going. “Sooooo, I figured that we could go to the mall so that we can eat and shop. But I’m down for whatever, but we have to be back before last period; Y/N and I have a test that we can’t miss.” Allison chimed while buckling her seatbelt.

  The three of us girls all agreed that we should go to the mall, and Lydia started to drive off in that direction.

  After a minute or two, Allison spoke from the backseat again. “I have a feeling that Scott likes this freshman girl in our Chem class, but I’m not sure.”

   The only way that my brain would let me respond was with loud and obnoxious laughter form the passenger seat. “You thi-HAHAHAHA-Scott and some freshman-HAHAHAHA! I’m-I’m sorry, Alli, it isn’t that funny.”

  Lydia snickered from the drivers seat as she turned the corner and drove through the parking lot, looking for a spot. “I mean, it is kinda funny.” Allison smiled.

  “Babe, I’m gonna fuck you up with some truth, okay? Scott would never in a million years leave you. He stuck with you when he found out your family are all a bunch of hunters, and he isn’t gonna leave for some freshman girl in your chemistry class. He loves you. You’re special to him.”

  Lydia’s breaks squeaked as she pulled into the parking space. “Oh, and he knows that Y/N would rip his ass to shreds.” She added.

   "With my teeth.“ I say and push my werewolf canines out to add to the comment.

  Allison smiled and said thank you. The three of us got out of the car and started to the main entrance of the mall.

  "Where to first?” Lydia asked as she looked around her.

  Allison and I also looked around. Seconds later, we all pointed at the Victoria’s Secret store.

  “I don’t know why I come in here anymore.” Allison laughed while she searched through the lace thongs.

  “What do you mean?” Lydia asked her.

  “Scott and I almost always get caught when we try to have sex, so I’m not totally sure that it really matters what I wear.”

  Lydia and I nodded. “Stiles can’t even keep it together long enough to see what I’m wearing, so I honestly get it.”

  I kind of just shrugged. “I’m really not sure that Isaac even cares what I wear soooo.”

  Lydia started yo laugh at me. “Hmmm, I thought it was "daddy”. Is that not what you called him in the hall at school today? Allison, wasn’t that what she called him?“

  Allison put a hand on her chin and made a thinking face. "I do recall Y/N calling Isaac "daddy” today.“

  I let out a loud laugh at my two best friends. "Oh, my god! I swear no one was supposed to find out that I call him that!”

  “It isn’t such a secret now, is it, babe?” I whipped around to see my tall, blonde boyfriend standing behind me with his arms crossed.

  My cheeks and ears started to feel hot. “I–uh—What are you boys doing here?” I stuttered out and acknowledged the other boys too.

  “Scott was hungry and wanted chinese food. And I was hungry too; But not really for food.”

  Scott waved. “And this was the closest place to the school to get chinese.”

  Lydia turned her head. “Um, isn’t there a Panda Express near the school though?”

  “Well, yes, but Isaac said he was hungry, but like, not for food, so I made a joke and next thing that I know we were heading to the mall so that Isaac could…you know…” Stiles winked at me.

  I rolled my eyes and walked off. “Y'all are acting like a bunch of eighth graders.”

  I walked to the food court with Isaac walking by my side, trying to hide the fact that he was laughing at me. I slumped down in my chair and rubbed my head.

  “Ughhhhh.” I groaned.

  “Awe, baby, don’t be so embarassed. It isn’t that bad.”

  I gave my boyfriend a sidways look. “Okay, alright, maybe I overstepped a line. I love you, though. Like, with all my heart.” Isaac pursed his lips and I playfully rolled my eyes, and leaned in anyway.

  The kiss started out as soft and sweet, but it quickly changed to something very dirty. Isaac smirked into it and trailed his hand up to my covered sex.

  I gasped a little and ground onto his hand harder. Isaac’s touch got rougher and the kiss got even more heated.

  “Say my name, Y/N. Go ahead.” Isaac kissed me harder.

  It completely slipped my mind that we were in public. But I pulled my lips from his and moaned out his name. “Fuck, Isaac….”

  Isaac made a ‘tsk tsk’ noise at me and dew away from my lips completely. “Now, Y/N, that isn’t the name i was talking about. You can say it in public.”

  Isaac ran his thumb across my bottom lip and flashed his gold eyes at me. He touched me harder and I moaned a little louder than I should have, considering that we were in public. “Daddy…oh, fuck.”

 Isaac smirked at my reaction; Lydia, Allison, Scott, and Stiles all sat down around us. “Okay, so where are we gonna eat? I reallllly want a cheeseburger. Boys what do you–Isaac, can you stop devouring my best friend so that we can figure out what she’s getting?” Lydia asked.

  “Getting some dick.” Stiles snorted.

  Even Scott shook his head at his best friend. I gasped smally as I felt the knot in my lower abdomen tighten near release.

  “I’m gonna get a cheeseburger or something. It just sounds good.” I informed.

  Scott stood up. “Welp, I still want chinese sooooo.” He walked off to get his food.

  The rest followed, but I held Isaac down for just a second longer. I bit hy lip and panted a little bit, until I felt a wave of pleasure pulse through my body. Isaac caught on to what just happened and smirked at me.

  “Do you feel better, babygirl? did you like how daddy was touching you?”

  I took a few deep breaths before I stood out of my chair and extended a hand to Isaac. “Yes, and, yes.” I smiled.

  Isaac took my hand and walked with me to stand in the line with Lydia. Scott, Stiles, and Allison stood a few meters away from us, getting their food.

  “Whatcha getting, babe?” Lydia asked me.

  I looked at the menu above my head and thought. “Ummmm, I’m not really sure yet. I, what are you getting?”

  “Hmm, that’s a very hard decision, Y/N.”  I grinned as Isaac pushed into me. I could smell his arousal, and I know for a fact he can smell mine. It took everything that I had not to throw him on a table and ride him like a fucking horse.

  “Y/NNNNNNN…I realllllly need to cum. But, like, preferably inside of you. Please, babygirl? Daddy needs it.”

  That was all it took for me. I touched Lydia’s shoulder. “I’m going to show the hubby something because he doesn’t listen. I’ll be right back.” I lied.

  Lydia seemed to believe me. “Go prove  him wrong, girl!”

  I pushed Isaac toward the nearest unisex bathroom and dragged him inside. I removed his grey v-neck from his body, and then got started on his belt. I threw it somewhere behind me and heard  it clang against the linolium floor. The next thing I got rid of were his pants.

  I dropped down to my knees and took his rock-hard cock into my mouth. With as much pent-up arousal I had, I wasn’t really in the mood to tease. I was in the mood to get laid.

  I savored the salty-sweet taste of Isaac’s pre cum on my tounge and the sensation of his hand reaching to the back of my loose hair, and pulling it into a makeshift “ponytail” with his one hand.

  I lifted my eyes to look at Isaac. He had a smirk on his face while he tossled his blonde hair.

  “Oh, fuck, Y/N. You look so damn beautiful with those pretty lips wrapped around my cock like that. Oh, yeah! Fuck!”

  I hummed as I felt his tip touch the back of my throat. I pumped him in and out of my mouth. “Why are you so good a sucking me off, princess? Fuck, it’s a blessing”

  I took him out of my mouth and pumped his shaft still. “I just want to please you.”

  Isaac pulled me up from my knees by my hair. He took my shirt and my shorts off.

  He licked his lips and said, “I never get tired of looking at your body. You are so damn beautiful. But now,” Isaac bent me over the sink, and I hissed at the contact of the cold metal on my breasts. “I’m going to fuck that pretty pussy, and you are going to scream loud enough that everyone in this mall knows who is making you cum, and who is the only person who can make you cum.”

  “Yes, daddy.”

  Isaac rubbed his wet cock head over my dripping wet entrance. Seconds later I felt his dick enter me and stretch me out.

  “Fuck!” I squealed as Isaac hit my g-spot the first time.

  By the pace of his thrusts already, I would say that he was not in the mood to go slower than he needed to. And I certainly am not complaining.

  Isaac slid his cock in and out of my pussy, stretching me out beautifully and hitting my g-spot with each thrust.

  “C'mon, Y/N. It’s okay to scream. Matter of fact, I want you to.” Isaac thrust harder into me.

  I could barely open my eyes from how much pleasure I was getting from my boyfriends thrusts, but I somehow managed to get a scream to run through my lungs and out my throat. “Oh, yes! Ah, daddy, harder! Harder, please!” I pushed my hips into Isaac’s thrusts.

  Isaac placed on hand on the mirror and gripped my hip with the other. I let go of every noise that came out of me. I didn’t have the power to hide a single one.

  “God, Y/N, You take my cock so well, oh, yeah….Who is daddy’s little slut? Huh?” Isaac began to thrust deeper into me, my release threatening to explode.

  “I’m your little slut, daddy. Please–fuck–please, let me cum.”

  I felt Isaac’s cock pulse inside of me, so I knew he was close too. “Since you asked oh so nicely, baby, yes, you can cum. I want you to cum all over my cock. I want to feel you clench around me baby.”

  That was all it took for me to let go. I came and screamed “daddy” at the top of my lungs. It actually made my throat a little sore. I felt Isaac cum too, his seed dripping down my leg.

  Isaac gave my ass a squeeze as we got dressed. “Now, let’s go get all kinds of dirty looks from people outside waiting for the bathroom.”

  We shared a laugh and walked out of the bathroom with post-sex hair, and couldn’t contain any of our laughter.

anonymous asked:

Hello may I request a hc ^^ because I love makeup I wonder how the rfa + saeran would be like shopping at a makeup store with mc and they see mc gushing at the pretty eyeshadow colours of an eye palette or they see mc trying on lipstick in the store. Or a hc where mc is excited to them their makeup collection and mc is explaining to them what their fav products are. I hope this isn't too much. Thank you lovely~ <333

Cute! Hope you like these~


Zen:

  • You were just shopping in the mall when you saw a new store open up
  • You dragged him inside
  • Zen knew a little bit about make-up because of his career
  • But honestly, he mostly knew about foundation
  • Could tell you which brands are the best and going into style
  • Thinks he knows a lot about make-up because of his modeling jobs….well…
  • “MC, look at this eyeliner.”
  • “Zen, that’s for your eyebrows.”
  • His pride was hurt
  • He listens to you ask you talk about countour and different lipstick shades and all that
  • In the end, he actually buys himself a bunch of masks and beauty products
  • “Zen, you bought more than I did!”

Yoosung:

  • He had been shopping in GameGo (Gamestop lolol)
  • You saw a new make-up shop Seforah (lolol try to stop us) across the way and begged for him to tag along
  • He agreed, but he was lost the second he stepped into the store
  • He thinks the eyelash curler is an instrument of torture
  • Constantly asking you what all these colors are for
  • “Who wears purple lipstick???”
  • You chuckle and put a sample of it on your lips
  • He’s stunned for a few moments
  • “You’re an exception, MC. You look good in anything.”
  • After you try on several eye shadows, he wants to buy it for you as a gift
  • You ask if he’s sure, considering you had one pallet and two lipsticks  in your bag
  • He insists thinking it’s going to be like 30 bucks
  • Then you get to the register
  • You see his face and you’re kind enough to settle for one lipstick for now so he doesn’t feel bad

Jaehee:

  • She doesn’t wear much make up
  • She watched you do your make up once and asked how you did it
  • You drag her out to the closest make up store
  • She’s very confused as to what to buy
  • You help her pick up some eye shadow and new eyeliner and mascara
  • She likes a natural look, so you stay with those tones
  • Surprisingly, she kind of goes crazy in the lipstick section
  • She buys a set of bold red colors
  • When you get home, she gets a whole make over
  • She doesn’t get dolled up every day, but definitely on special occasions

Jumin:

  • His company is about to buy off a new brand of make-up that opened
  • Before the deal is finalized, he wants to check out its potential
  • He asks you to come along and check out it’s store downtown since he hears you talk about make up a lot
  • You didn’t realize he was taking you to heaven
  • You’re going crazy hopping from product to product
  • It takes you an hour to realize he’s been putting everything you said you liked in a cart
  • “Jumin, no! This is really expensive stuff!”
  • “But if you like it and it makes you happy, you’ll put it to use. It’s not like it’s going to be wasted.”
  • You did make him put back half of the cart.
  • He refused to leave without buying you something
  • You have a supply of make-up for a year


Seven:

  • He needed to stock up on Ph.D. Pepper
  • He thought you were right beside him, but he lost you when you passed the make up aisle
  • You tell him that you were thinking about doing galaxy-inspired eye shadow
  • He walks past you and skillfully picks out two or three pallets and throws them into the cart
  • While you’re looking at some brushes, you hear him gasp loudly
  • He holds up two small boxes that have those soda flavored chapsticks
  • He buys the Ph.D. Pepper ones for each of you
  • Just before you leave, you’re fascinated by one of those electronic blending brushes
  • A few days later, you find one in your make-up bag, except there’s a cat on the top
  • You didn’t need a note to know who it was from

Saeran:

  • He doesn’t know how he got here
  • But somehow…he got dragged along and was now staring at a wall with colors he didn’t know existed
  • You ask for his help in picking out a color scheme for the next party
  • For some reason, he keeps picking out different shades of burgundy or mint
  • He swears all the colors are the same
  • You two actually end up bickering over which shades are lighter or darker or just the same
  • He’s fascinated by the facial care gadgets
  • He’s asking the sales clerk questions about how they are built
  • No, Saeran…they only sell them. They’re not engineers

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this is going to make me sound like a spoil*d brat but 1) i’m truly not & 2) don’t even focus on the me aspect of this story the important thing is how kind & caring my girlfriend is, so, anyway, my gf & i went to the mall like a month ago & we were @ the food court.. i bought orange juice… she got her food.. we both sat down.. me, being a fool, never looked @ the label even once, opened it, realized “oh, wow, there’s pulp” which i voiced aloud in like.. a mock disappointed tone, fully intent on drinking it anyway b/c whatever.. & abby just.. takes it. puts it on her tray. then leaves & returns w/ orange juice w/ no pulp from a different vendor, & gives it to me.. & she drank the pulp-y one.. ✨🍊💫 i would die for her

BTS reaction to them hiding in a dressing room from paparazzi where a stranger in underwear was there

Anonymous said :

BTS reaction please? Can I have their reactions when they go to the mall and see paparazzi so they have to rush into 1 of the changing rooms. However, you are in there with just a bra and undies. They have to stay there for a long time tho, because the paparazzi is still outside, looking for them. You guys don’t know each other. I think this will be fun 😂 thank you!


Hi pretty~thanks for requesting ! …that was fun to do ^.^ ,this’s your requested reaction and I hope you like it >< .

Jin :

I don’t think he would accept the fact that he saw you just in an underwear and a bra ..the second he entered the room he started screaming ,so you started screaming ,which made him scream even more ,and dash out of the room where the paparazzi were waiting for him after they heard his and your screams . You guys are going to be the next hit news in the whole internet !

Suga :

I think he would be too angry to feel embarrassed .He entered the room and immediately raised up a finger in the air ,pointing to you so you won’t shout ,he was looking through the key opened place in the door to see if the paparazzi left or not ,when they were leaving the section the dressing room was in he said simply “I didn’t see anything ,sorry for bothering !” …and he would just go and leave you there as you were trying the whole time to cover yourself by anything was there !

Rap Monster :

I guess he would know where he was going to ..and only God knows if he would like it or not! ..as he entered the room ,he quickly covered your mouth and started whispering “I’m Kim Namjoon ,23 years old ,Korean , an idol and I think you know me ! ..I ran from paparazzi and I swear I had no place to hide but this …I’m not a thief ,I’m not a serial killer and I don’t do drugs ..now ..can I leave you without hearing your screams? “ …you nodded ..so he smiled and left you ..looking through the door …then when he didn’t see them he took a glance at the clothes on the hanger “nice dress! …I think the green one would be better!” ,waved for you and left simply …

J-hope :

I don’t think he would like the idea that much ! …as soon as he entered the room his eyes went wide as he heard you screams ! …so he took all clothes which were on the hanger in a random panicked way and through them on you “just ….just don’t scream!!! …this …wear this …but don’t scream!! ..please!!” …and he would cover his ears ,close his eyes and turn to the corner ,giving you his back …”I’ll go when the paparazzi disappear …I swear!” …after a minute you wore the dress and said in a calm voice to make him relax “I’m done ,what about I go and check if they went?!” …he turned fast ,with eyes full of hope “yes ..please ..I would be so thankful !” ..

Jimin :

He was running across the shop ,when his hand caught the hand of the door ,opened it and got in ,so he closed it as he gave his back to the room ,his head stuck to the door ,trying to hear if they left or not! …when he didn’t hear anything he let out a sigh of relief and decided to see where that door got him into! ..so when he turned he saw you holding a short dress ,covering your body ,with shocked eyes your back was to the mirror as you were staring at him and what he was doing! ..and him? …as soon as he turned he opened his eyes wide so his mouth ,from the huge surprise he looked at you from head to toes ,he was rude? …yes ..this little ChimChim has a dirty mind too ..right? ..so he whispered “sorry~” as he was looking at your thighs ..his hand sneaked to his back and opened the door ,which made him fall on the ground outside cuz he was leaning on the door ..and his eyes still on you! ..but what made him stop that he heard the paparazzi ..so he screamed “WAIT 15 MINUTES AND GO …SORRY AGAIN” slapped the door and ran away !

V :

He knew there wasn’t any place to hide but this room ,it’s the closest to the main door of the shop ..so he changed his jacket into a new one ,put his hat on ,took a dress and stood next to the door ,talking to you “babe? ..did you finish?” …that was the time when a paparazzi arrived behind him …V heard him taking few steps closer when he heard you saying “excuse me?” …so Taehyung didn’t wait any second but entered the room “come on let me see it!” …he said as he locked the door behind him ,quickly he covered your mouth as he said out loud “ohh babe …I think it’s cool ..did you try the pink one?” …so you understood …winked him and let his hand down “yes ..but I didn’t find my size ..can you search for one?” …he smiled ,placed the dress on you so you won’t feel embarrassed when this play ends …when he saw that the paparazzi left he smiled but didn’t look at you, his eyes were locked on the ground “sorry ,I had to run away from this guy ..you are smart by the way “ …you let out a fake short laugh “of course I need to be smart ..I would get killed !” ..he looked at you ..shocked ..did he got himself in a trouble? “killed? ..” ..you smiled a weird one “yes ..aren’t you a murder and those are cops?” ..he giggled “ohh no ..I’m an idol >< ..but really ..this is awesome! …” ..and he pointed at the dress on the hanger ..and said “sorry again!” ..and left you .

Junkook :

I think he would be so taken by thinking of the way to run away to deal with you …he caught the hand on the door ,gave you his bag as his eyes locked on the paparazzi on the ladder ,as soon as he was totally inside you started hitting him on his back …so he fast closed the door …and tried to control your hands ..when he caught your arms you started screaming ..and all he could do was hushing you to shut up “shhhh …calm down!!” …and when he felt that the paparazzi heard you and came closer he whispered “ssshhhh ..he is here!” ..and you were caught by his phrase …so you stood there like a standard so he did …as his arms holding yours in the air as if it was a screenshot from a fighting video …and when the curious reporter left ,Jungkook looked down at you as you were pouting ,and trying to focus on what he talked about …smiled …”sorry! ..” ..left you and went out ..just like that ..as simple as a peace of cake ! …

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anonymous asked:

can you do a fic or imagine where josh is late to someone's funeral (like a family member or something) and realizes he wants to bring flowers so on his way he steals some from the readers garden!!! fluff if you can :) love you tay xoxo

JOSH DUN IMAGINE

Warnings: death mention, poor sappy sad josh. 

Note: I’m so sorry that I take so long to update and write. I’ve been in a bad place lately, but I’m trying to pull out of it. You guys are the best, thanks for sticking with me through all this stuff and being so supportive!! honestly idek what this is, I wrote this half asleep all while eating an unhealthy amount of pasta, so please excuse the inevitable typos that you will find. But anyway here’s a kinda sad, kinda fluffy mess of a fic. 

Josh is late. In every sense of the word, he is so late. He’s even still in his work uniform, grey polo shirt scratching uncomfortably under his rain jacket. His hands are freezing and he doesn’t even have any flowers. Ashley is going to be so mad.

He’s power walking, well aware he probably looks like a mom tracking down six kids in a crowded mall (thinking of that makes his heart clench in his chest). There’s one more street to walk down–he refuses to drive there, it makes it feel too real. He stuffs shaking hands in his pockets and turns the corner.

Josh doesn’t have flowers. He’s visiting for the first time since it happened, he’s late, and he doesn’t have flowers.

He’s a block away when he sees them, the roses growing almost chaotically over a small light pink fence. He stops and looks down at them, then around. No one’s watching, so he crouches and picks a decent handful, murmuring a few sorries as the stems snap. He notes the house number and reminds himself to write a thank you note before standing up and continuing on his way.

Everyone’s already there when Josh arrives, eyes watery from the wind. Ashley gives him a look that would’ve been terrifying if not for the red around her eyes, and Josh mouths his apology while passing out hugs.

With a deep breath he crouches and places the six roses at the base of the polished stone. “Hi, mum.” Josh whispers, pressing a kiss into his hand and then to her name. “Sorry I’m late.”

I miss you. I stole these flowers for you, the old lady they belong to probably noticed already. My boss gave me a few extra sick days because she knows. I’m tired of everyone knowing. I love you.

It happens seven times in the course of two months, and Josh really doesn’t mean to make it a habit, but he can never seem to remember the flowers until he’s well on his way, and there are so many of them in the garden that he hardly feels bad. He never got around to writing the note.

He’s sitting in front of the grave with a bunch of daisies. “The girls miss you.” Josh says quietly, arranging the flowers nicely along the stone. The white is almost too bright to look at. “We all miss you, mum.” He whispers, feeling a tear run down his cheek. “Today at work a girl brought in her therapy dog. She was behind the counter with me and her dog—I can’t remember it’s name, but it spent the whole time licking my shoe. Reckon he knows, too? Anyway, it was nice. Maybe I should get a dog.”

Josh never means to cry but he always ends up doing it. It takes about twenty minutes for him to be able to breathe again, then he says goodbye and walks the three blocks to his car.

He usually visits once a week, sometimes one of his sisters comes with him. If it’s Abigail, they go get ice cream after. If it’s Ashley, which it usually is, they get coffee and don’t talk about it.

It’s running on month six when Josh sees her. He’s holding a beautiful bunch of chrysanthemums by his side, when he notices that there’s someone in the window holding the curtain aside. They make eye contact, and Josh feels very guilty. She doesn’t look angry, although there’s a noticeable furrow between her eyebrows. She’s wearing a cotton bathrobe and holding a mug of coffee. Josh could use some coffee.

He doesn’t know what to do, so he just smiles and holds up the flowers. Then turns on his heels and walks as quickly as he can.

“It’s not an old lady, mum, it’s a girl. She saw me today, caught me red handed.” Josh mumbles, laughing a bit to himself as he clears away some old flowers and places the new ones. “She didn’t do anything though, so I think I’m okay.” His voice cracks as he says it, and then, as usual, starts crying.

It takes two more times for the rightful owner of the flowers to confront Josh about his thievery.

Josh’s on his knees, picking some cute purple flowers when he hears her voice.

“Um, hello?” Josh nearly jumps out of his skin.

“Oh shit.” Josh says, looking up and feeling his heart sink. “Right. I’m sorry I just–your flowers are very nice.”

She smiles and crosses her hands over her chest. “Thank you.”

Josh’s still kneeling, hands shaking where they’re holding stems. She has long, dark hair and a sort of crooked smile on her face. Neither of them are saying anything. She’s wearing an old shirt with a hole near the hem. Josh’s hands are sweating.

“You know, if you’re going to steal my flowers to take to your girl, I think I’m going to have to come with you to make sure she’s beautiful enough to warrant theft.” She says, oddly calm and good natured.

Josh doesn’t know what to say. He just nods, trying to ease the panic rising in his chest.

“Add a few roses.” She orders, and Josh nods, picking a few and standing up, finally. “I’m Y/N, by the way.“ She says, extending a hand.

Josh smiles and shakes it. “Josh.” She smiles at him one more time and then they start to walk.

She pesters him with questions about his imaginary girlfriend, and Josh tries to answer them in the vaguest way possible, all the while trying to figure out how the hell he’s going to explain this when they get to the cemetery.

“Did she like the daisies you picked last time? I always thought those were more of a flower you give your mum, but I guess they’re nice.” she babbles, and Josh almost chokes.

“Yeah, um. Yeah.” he says, his heart racing in his chest. The small side entrance is only a few meters away, and she still has no idea. Josh doesn’t say anything as he walks through the gate, holding it open for her, who immediately stops talking as well.

The silence feels like a heavy blanket, and she just follows Josh as he makes the walk now committed to memory. Josh almost forgets she’s there, dropping to the probably permanently grass stained knees of his jeans and managing a smile. “Hi mum.” He places the flowers around the base of the stone, like he always does. Josh jolts when he feels a hand on his thigh, near his knee. He follows the arm up and meets her green eyes. Josh hadn’t noticed her kneel, too.

“Josh…” she whispers, obviously surprised. Josh doesn’t blame her.

“Don’t.” he says quietly, sniffling and looking away from him. “I brought someone with me. She’s the one I’ve been stealing all the flowers from.” Josh says, smiling a bit and he hears Y/N mumble a soft hello. “She hasn’t called the cops on me yet, which I guess is good.”

He takes a shaky breath before getting choked up. He puts his face in his hands and this was always just a part of his agenda, but the arm around his shoulders is new.

She starts talking.

“The first time I was sitting in my kitchen and I was like oh god do not pick the hibiscuses, they’ve got bees. But he didn’t, he chose some tulips instead.“ she laughs a little, and Josh almost starts crying again. “Between us, I hope he never stops.” she whispers, and Josh knows he wasn’t meant to hear it. There’s a lot he wasn’t meant to do.

Josh sniffles loudly and sits up to wipe his eyes. Her arm is still around his shoulders. “I’m sorry.” he says out of habit, as he’s been doing every time anyone’s seen him cry since October. She just shakes her head and uses a thumb to wipe a stray tear.

“Don’t apologize.” She says, and puts her hand back on her own lap. Josh wants to tell her to put it back. “I’ll um, give you some privacy.” She says, standing up and brushing her jeans off. “And, Josh, you’re welcome to my flowers anytime.” She says, giving him a bright smile before walking away.

Josh doesn’t watch her walk away. He turns back to the gravestone and sighs. “She’s kinda nice isn’t she mum?”

Josh can almost hear his mum yelling at him. Don’t be stupid, dear, go after her.

He kisses his hand and presses it agains the warming stone. “I love you.” He gets up, not bothering to dust off his knees and all but sprints back out to the sidewalk. Josh jogs down the road and turns the corner, smiling when he sees her walking peacefully down the street.

“Hey!” Josh yells, picking up to a run. She turns, and stops walking, looking surprised that Josh is running after her.  

“Let me, um, buy you lunch.” he says breathlessly.  “Figure I owe you one, since I’ve been stealing your flowers for months.“

She smiles and nods.  “Yeah, I guess that’a fair payback.”

They talk as they walk to her pick of café, and Josh feels lighter than he has in months.

They walk back to Y/N’s, and she makes Josh promise to close his eyes as she grabs the spare key. It’s painfully adorable.

“Wanna, um come in?” she asks, looking down at her feet as she says it. Josh’s cheeks go hot at that, being suddenly floored by how pretty she really is.

“I-” Josh starts, before checking his watch,. “Really need to be heading home.” He tries not to let the way her face falls hurt his feelings too bad. “I have work in like, an hour, so.” he explains, and she nods.

“Yeah, don’t worry about it. Maybe another time.” she says, eyes wide and hopeful.

Josh grins. "Definitely. I’ll call you–or you’ll see me in your garden, either one.” He throws in a wink and leans in to peck her cheek before turning and walking down the street to his car.  At the corner he turns and finds Y/N still standing in her doorway.

It was not a good day. Josh has been avoiding sleep because every time he closes his eyes at night,  he can’t stop picturing the time he showed his mum how he could climb the tree in the backyard. He fell on the second branch and skinned his shin and elbow. She patched him up and bought him ice cream, and then they watched movies until Josh fell asleep against her on the couch.

He sighs and presses the heels of his palms into his eyes. He’d stopped crying about an hour ago, now he’s just staring at his ceiling with his eyes burning. It’s four thirty. Sleep is definitely out of the picture, so Josh grabs his keys and does the only thing he can think of.

He picks seven roses on his way, hops the fence, and finds he can still cry, forehead pressed against cold stone.

He doesn’t know how long he sits there for, but when he opens his eyes, the sky is more grey than black. “Fuck.” He curses and rubs at his stinging eyes. “Sorry for swearing,” He whispers, laughing a bit. “I’ll be back soon, I love you.”

He stands.  It’s about to be five in the morning, and Josh really can’t see himself driving all the way back home. He doesn’t quite know what to do as he walks back, but then he sees the garden, and finds himself knocking on the door.

It takes a few, but Y/N does open the door, hair a mess, grey sweats hanging low on her hips. “Josh,” She says, surprised. “What are you doing here babe?” she asks softly.

“Couldn’t sleep. Needed some flowers.” he mumbles, blinking a few times to try and get rid of the blurriness creeping across his eyes. “Can I come in?”

“Yes, of course.” she says without missing a beat, and Josh sighs, relieved. He toes off his sneakers at the door and lets Y/N lead him through the house.  He can tell that Y/N wants to ask, but doesn’t.

In fact, she doesn’t say anything, and Josh finds that oddly comforting, she just sits next to Josh on the couch and keeps her hands curled in her lap.  

“I took some roses again this morning,” Josh admits.

“What color?” is all she responds with.

“The white.”

“That’s the best kind,” she assures him. You can keep helping yourself to those.” she says, leaning over and poking into Josh’s side. “Think of it as my gift to your mum, too.”

That makes Josh tear up a bit.

“I should go,” he says, not wanting to start crying in front of her for a second time.  

“Oh,” she says, sounding almost disappointed.  “Right— okay.”

Josh stands up, his chest feeling tight and his thoughts racing.  But in the midst of the chaos, he hears her voice.  Clear as day; the reason behind his messy, illogical mind. Don’t be stupid, dear, go after her.

Josh turns suddenly then, and takes a step closer to Y/N, so he can hold her hands in his own. “Can I take you to breakfast right now?”

She beams at him, dimples drilled into her cheeks as she nods in agreement. She hurriedly finds shoes and a jacket, stopping at the door to lock the door before following Josh out. They walk to his car hand in hand, and it all feels so right.

They get pancakes, and Josh kisses the whip cream off her lips. People give them looks as they laugh obnoxiously and fond over one another. Josh doesn’t care.

He wakes up the next morning in a bed that isn’t his own and to the smell of bacon. He smiles to himself. “Are you ever going to let me make you breakfast?” he asks, laughing a little when he sees Y/N standing in front of the stove.

“Maybe, if you ever wake up before me.” she says, looking over her shoulder and smiling at Josh.

They sit down to eat breakfast on Y/N‘s couch, blanket pulled over both of them, and it’s home.

things i saw with my classmates in panama

several lantix children, an albino latinx child, a muslim girl and her brother and a few white and black children off all ages that didnt speak everyone’s language were playing a perfect game of football. everyone knew broken phrases in english and spanish for the most part and would shout “great kick!” or “get the ball!” and oddly enough, “bring the ice!” to different players. everyone was smiling and laughing and having a good time. one of the children was on rollerblades and no one questioned it.

several boys in bright pink shorts all usering this tiny toddler on rollerskates and cheering when he let go of any of the boy’s hands.

me and my classmates went into a mall that was across from the hotel and it was empty. like completely empty, no shops or fountains working. ten minutes after wandering the five floors we remembered it was Good Friday. we proceed to run as fast as we could around the mall until one kid got an asthma attack and we had to stop.

a group of girls all doing pushups in the park. they could have bench pressed me.

im androgynous looking and a kid asked me if i was “un señor o una señora?” (if i was a mr or a mrs) and i replied with “soy una papa!” (i am a potato) and she laughed so hard.

a tiny Asian lady walking at least five corgis. she let us pet them and i was happy.

a man peeling mangos let us smell them and that was good

Sister Date | Zach Dempsey x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Romance
POV: Reader’s/First Person

A/N: Hi guys! It’s been a while since I’ve posted a write up I’m sorry I just don’t have that much time to write anymore. I remember when I used to post imagines everyday, so sorry but I think I’m gonna be able to write once or twice a week now. But yeah, anyway this was requested and I had fun writing this. Sorry this took so long! Enjoy!

Request:  Could you do an imagine where Zach is confused your at his house bc he knows y'all didn’t make any plans but then you’re like “oh I’m not here for you. I promised may (his sister) that I would take her shopping” and just zach getting all happy that you’re spending time with his sister.

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I knock at the huge front door of the Dempsey’s while straightening out my top. A couple of seconds later and the door swings open and a pleasantly surprised Zach Dempsey stands in front of me. His eyes were opened wide in shock.

“Well this is a nice surprise!” Zach exclaims as he pulls me in for a hug then kisses the crown of my head.

“I thought you were doing something today, babe? What brings you here?” he continues to ask as he takes a piece of hair away from my face and pushes it behind my ear.

“Oh, I’m not here for you.” I reply as I pinch both of his cheeks.

“I’m here for your sister. I promised her that we’ll go out together today.” I add.

“Aww, that’s great babe! I’ll just get changed for a minute and come back down then.” he replies but before he could leave, I grab his wrist and laugh.

“Babe, it’s a girls’ day out. You can’t come.” I tell him and he pouts.

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fun ideas for things to do for fun that are free:

- Play “don’t let the balloon hit the floor” with multiple balloons while at the same time playing “the carpet is lava”


- play hide-and seek in a mall or large public place


- dress up in elaborate costumes to do normal things like go to walmart


- play hide-and-seek or something in walmart without getting kicked out


- get on youtube with friends and try to learn a new talent like juggling or dancing or something


- look at the ingredients in the house and google what you can bake with them


- go to a park you’ve never been to before and walk around like you’re an adventurer discovering everything (“I do say! This here looks like a leaf! What an interesting specimen!”)


- just go to a park in general. I mean, they got slides and swings and crap. Get all over that (but don’t be a jerk. kids are awesome. let them play first).


- dig up toys/games from when you were a kid. Try to play Nintendo 64 games on your hi-def TV. Feel yourself get cut by the sharp, pointy pixels. 


- make a super tacky music video to a song that you thought was super cool when you were in middle school


- draw with chalk, blow bubbles, jump rope, ride your bike around your neighborhood

in general, just stop pretending you’re too cool to do the fun stuff you did when you were 10. 10-year-olds don’t have money to spend on entertainment, and yet I notice that they have more fun than anybody. Have an awesome summer, everybody.

anonymous asked:

Could I request an imagine where the RFA+V+Saeran are jealous of MC. Like they see someone flirting with her or see her treating someone with care and they just get really jealous?

okay this got way too long so i’m gonna put the rest under a cut after yoosung’s LOL i wrote freaking novels oh my god

Yoosung:

  • he actually gets jealous really easily
  • never forget yandere yoosung
  • you visited him on campus once and a lot of his classmates got lowkey crushes on you
  • some had highkey crushes and worked up the courage to go talk to you they moved in packs cause they were nervous
  • “hey there, are you an incoming transfer student? ;)”
  • “ah, no… i’m looking for kim yoosung?”
  • their eyes went wide before they burst into smiles
  • “oooooh, so this is our yoosung’s infamous girlfriend? we almost couldn’t believe it. i swear, he never stops talking about you”
  • in the distance, you swear you heard feet stomping before yoosung practically threw himself between you and his classmates
  • noooo!!! she’s mine, my girlfriend!!”
  • you and them are all laughing as he shoos them away before leading you towards the entrance
  • then he starts apologizing a billion times 
  • “i’m sorry, did they make you uncomfortable? they’re good guys, though. really!” 
  • “no, they seemed friendly… do you really talk about me that much at school?”
  • he goes red in the face and starts stammering like a madman
  • “n-no, i mean… yes, but it’s all… i like talking about you! but if you don’t like it, i’ll stop!!”
  • you laugh and say it’s fine, you think it’s cute, and he starts blushing even more
  • turns out it’s lunch break so he offers to show you around the school
  • although he holds your hand the entire time and doesn’t let go
  • if an oblivious male student tries to make conversation, you can literally feel him bristling like a little porcupine next to him
  • you think it’s cute though, lowkey

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I’ve never written one of those “five times… one time” fics so I literally have no idea what to call this. But warning, there is mention of a previous abusive relationship below the cut, so please don’t read this if that will harm you in any way!

This fic was based off a post by and a conversation with the lovely @whumpdump, who is amazing, and I couldn’t resist writing it. Because I am who I am, #5 is a teeny lil sickfic. I tried to stop myself. But I have no self control. Anyway I dedicate this fic to her. <3

I also am shit at writing romance so pls forgive me

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Anyways Alec Lightwood is the type of person that would get his boyfriend a gift literally anytime he went anywhere. If there were 8 demons that he had to slay on the 5th avenue, he’d spend 10 minutes on the demons and then another 2 hours in Louis Vuitton picking out the wallet that Magnus would most likely think matched his new shoes. And if he went out shopping for let’s say Jace’s birthday, he’d somehow come home with a bag from American Eagle for Jace and like another 5 bags with Sephora and MK and Marc Jacobs and Gucci and some other antique store that was on his way home for Magnus. And if Izzy finally dragged him to Macy’s to get him some new shirts, he’d probably secretly sneak off and end up getting Magnus 3 different belts instead. And every time there was a Sephora anywhere near where Alec was, he’d end up spamming Izzy’s snapchat with a bunch of pictures of palettes and single shadows and eyeliners and highlighters and asking her which ones are good and which ones would Magnus like, and he’d also end up having his arms completely swatched in a bunch of lipsticks and eyeshadows every time he’d go to the mall for literally anything. And Magnus would always say that he doesn’t have to do this but he’d just smile and shyly reach for Magnus’s hand and just look up at him and whisper under his breath “yeah but I want to” and Magnus would melt and kiss him bc he cannot believe how much he loves this man