my boss just knows me so well


some are considered to be triggering and/or offensive with heavy mentions of death and threatening lives. 

  • ❝ How many lives will you destroy in pursuit of what you call justice? ❞ 
  • ❝ How many more bones would you crush?  ❞ 
  • ❝ What have I got to be afraid of? ❞ 
  • ❝ You’re afraid of being ashes. ❞ 
  • ❝ Talk, or I will crush every bone in your body. ❞ 
  • ❝ If you’re lying, I’ll break the other one. ❞ 
  • ❝ You know, you see a lot in this job. ❞ 
  • ❝ I may never get the chance to tell you this, to say sorry. ❞ 
  • ❝ We’d do anything for our family. ❞ 
  • ❝ I might have told you a teeny, tiny little lie. ❞ 
  • ❝ You did good. We did good! You should be proud. ❞ 
  • ❝ Don’t answer, then. We know the truth. ❞ 
  • ❝ It’s all personal. Very personal. ❞ 
  • ❝ Nature always wins. ❞ 
  • ❝ You don’t scare me. ❞ 
  • ❝ Shh… it’s okay to be afraid. ❞ 
  • ❝ Oh, my head… where… where am I? ❞ 
  • ❝ You can sell them for scrap, if you ever get out. ❞ 
  • ❝ Oh, what’s the matter? Touched a nerve? ❞ 
  • ❝ Just so we’re on the same page here, I fully, intend to kill you. ❞ 
  • ❝ But first, we’re gonna make you suffer. ❞ 
  • ❝ Can you remember when it was simple?  ❞ 
  • ❝ You still haven’t apologized. ❞ 
  • ❝ You know, half the crooks in Gotham think I feed you info. ❞ 
  • ❝ Well yeah, when there’s something in it for me.  ❞ 
  • ❝ Sorry for making criminals think less of you. ❞ 
  • ❝ Hey, have I ever hurt anyone? ❞ 
  • ❝ Hey, boss! We’re gettin’ you outta here! ❞ 
  • ❝ Deep down, I knew war was coming.  ❞ 
  • ❝ I was just waiting for someone to pull the trigger. ❞ 
  • ❝ Something’s changed. You’re different. ❞ 
  • ❝ I prefer to call it a work in progress, but it does show potential. ❞ 
  • ❝ There’s no perfection without a little pain! ❞ 
  • ❝ You know, I was just going to suggest you do that. ❞ 
  • ❝ You’re trapped. There’s nowhere to run. ❞ 
  • ❝ Who said anything about running? ❞ 
  • ❝ Ha! No prison can hold me! Uh, hang on a second. ❞ 
  • ❝ So here’s the part where you tell me off… ❞ 
  • ❝ This is the end. This is the last time we meet. ❞ 
  • ❝ Don’t talk like that, okay? ❞ 
  • ❝ This won’t stop you. Nothing stops you. ❞ 
  • ❝ You don’t want me hanging around, stealing the spotlight. ❞ 
  • ❝ Tea party’s over, freak. Let’s start talking. ❞ 
  • ❝ I give the orders here, not you. ❞ 
  • ❝ And you’ll have three dead cops by the time I’m through. ❞ 
  • ❝ We’ll see about that. Now, quit with the rhymes! ❞ 
  • ❝ Now, now, officer, you mistake me for a snitch. ❞ 
  • ❝ Where are they, you little son of a bitch! ❞ 
  • ❝ Hahahahaha! That certainly scratched my itch. ❞ 
  • ❝ Taking the warden, why not just kill him/her and escape? ❞ 
  • ❝ If you want him/her dead, why come to me? You seem capable. ❞ 
  • ❝ There are many in this city with a gift for causing harm. ❞ 
  • ❝ I’ve seen what your toxin does. I want that. ❞ 
  • ❝ Where am I? What’s happening to me? ❞ 
  • ❝ The world should see you for the worthless thing you are. ❞ 
  • ❝ I told you I knew everything about you, didn’t I?  ❞ 
  • ❝ Spare me the good cop/bad cop routine. ❞ 
  • ❝ See, you’re supposed to keep me talking. ❞ 
  • ❝ Look me in the eye and say that. ❞ 
  • ❝ I’ve had a devil of a time tracking you down. ❞ 
  • ❝ So, it’s over, the whole world knows. What now? ❞ 
  • ❝ I’m not feeling myself tonight. ❞ 
  • ❝ Er, um, you’ll feel better tomorrow.  ❞ 
  • ❝ I trusted you and you just left me to die! ❞ 
  • ❝ Don’t you dare lie to me! ❞ 
  • ❝ Guys, guys, guys, so good to see you.  ❞ 
  • ❝ I’ve got nothing to say to you. ❞ 
  • ❝ I did it. Cornered you. Did what no one else could.  ❞ 
  • ❝ I already know, and I’m not waiting anymore. ❞ 
  • ❝ But know this: it’ll be an act of mercy when you do. ❞ 
  • ❝ Abandon the city, for I will unleash your greatest fears. ❞ 
  • ❝ Lost for words? I expected more… I’m hurt. ❞ 
  • ❝ How long did you wait before replacing me, huh? ❞ 
  • ❝ Without fear, life is meaningless. ❞ 
  • ❝ Why aren’t you scared!? ❞ 
  • ❝ You’re old, you’re predictable and you never stood a chance. ❞ 
  • ❝ You used to put up a fight. ❞ 
  • ❝ I would have kept it when I was finished with you. ❞ 
  • ❝ I’ve trained my mind to feel no pain. ❞ 
  • ❝ Don’t be fooled, don’t think you’re winning. ❞ 
  • ❝ It’s not the face you’re given… It’s the face you choose. ❞ 
  • ❝ If I’m not mistaken, turned out to be rather a long one if I recall… ❞ 
  • ❝ No… no! Those guns, they were mine! ❞ 
  • ❝ Things change. Now, it’s just war. ❞ 
  • ❝ I tried one of those question mark games they have around here.  ❞ 
  • ❝ I pressed the button and burnt the evil bastard myself. ❞ 
  • ❝ You don’t need to worry about us, or feel responsible.  ❞ 
  • ❝ Once I understood your greatest fear, controlling you was simple.  ❞ 
  • ❝ Think very carefully about your next move. ❞ 
  • ❝ That’s what I like about you - predictable!  ❞ 
  • ❝ You will bring death to all who follow you. ❞ 
  • ❝ You were young, full of rage. You still got that fight? ❞ 
  • ❝ Die, knowing that I will make them suffer- every one. ❞ 
  • ❝ You die here, and your legend dies with you. ❞ 
  • ❝ I kinda hoped you’d put more of a fight. ❞ 
  • ❝ Sorry kid. You shoulda stuck to the little leagues. ❞ 
  • ❝ I did it! I actually did it! I mean, of course I did! ❞ 
  • ❝ I don’t think you’ll be solving this one. ❞ 
  • ❝ Riddle me this: What’s dead? You! ❞ 
  • ❝ My only regret is I didn’t kill ‘em myself. ❞ 
  • ❝ You’re dead! Wait, does that mean I’m dead?!  ❞ 
  • ❝ Well that’s what I get for betting it all on black. ❞ 
  • ❝ You survive everything I ever threw at you only to die now, like this? ❞ 
  • ❝ Do me a favor and die already. I got a business to run! ❞ 
  • ❝ Is this some kind of joke? Trying to run me outta Gotham?  ❞ 
  • ❝ I can see the same fire in your eyes. Before this night is through… that fire will consume you. ❞ 
  • ❝ I’m going to steal all your money, and destroy everything you’ve built here, okay? ❞
Yes, Mr. Park | Pt. 5

Pairing: Jimin x Reader
Genre: Smut / Angst
Summary: Who is in control now?
Chapters: 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5

If this was a movie, you could just go and get in the nearest taxi and drive off the scene. If this was a movie, you could just skip time and already be somewhere else, learned from the past and moved on. Or maybe if this was a movie, you wouldn’t even be at this stupid meeting right now, but unfortunately this was real life. Your life.

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I swear to god

Tw: homophobia, transphobia, racism

So I’m working at a call center at my college right? I literally call people, ask to update their information, tell them about homecoming coming up, and ask if they’d like to make a donation.




This lady is 90 years old, and I get randomized numbers to call. So I start my script, “My name is () and I’m calling from (blank) college-” and IMMEDIATELY as I say the college name, she starts with “You know, I’m not entirely happy about how liberal the college has become.”

Just a little backstory, my college is a LIBERAL ARTS COLLEGE. It has ALWAYS been a LIBERAL. ARTS. COLLEGE. It was one of the first colleges to accept black students, takes care of its transgender students (like me), and accepts students from all around the world. It’s also a private college, and we get so many donations from alumni, it’s pretty affordable.

Well, I say “I’m sorry to hear that you’re upset about that. It looks like your 85th reunion is coming up though, have you registered for that?”

She says “I don’t think I’ll be going since (blank) college has started accepting those damn transgenders. But, I’m a Christain woman, and we let it go, but I won’t be attending anything at that college until they stop accepting those transgenders, the homosexuals, and those people from Mexico.”

I am STUNNED. I am transgender, gay, and Buddhist, and it sounds like she hates EVERYTHING. But, I bite my tongue, because I don’t want this hag to call my boss for being rude, and swallow my pride so I can get through the rest of the call. So I say “Well, I’m sorry you won’t be attending, I’m sure there will be plenty of people who will miss you here. I know you’re not very happy about the college, but would you like to make a small donation of $20 dollars? It looks like you’ve donated in the past, but skipped a couple years.”

And she just GOES. OFF. ON. ME. Saying how she used to donate every year, until those fags and trannies started infiltrating the school, corrupting all these good Christains, and now she won’t be doing anything. And then the most amazing thing happens.

Her sound cuts off.

In my head, I’m yelling at her. On the outside though, I am literally crying. My boss is standing beside me, asking if everything’s okay, and I’m waving her off a bit, and I just choke out “Have a nice day” and hang up. I guess she accidentally muted her phone or something? But I was shaking, and I was literally crying, because how the hell does anyone do that to a random person they have never met and know nothing about? I didn’t ask for a reason why she didn’t want to donate, I literally asked if she would like to. This was like an hour ago, and I’m still incredibly shaken up about it.

Revenge on a horrible boss that cost me 10K + a lot of self confidence.

(long story. tl;dr at the end)

Here I was, bright eyed and bushy tailed having just graduated college, looking for my first “professional” job. I took the first reasonable offer. It was a 3 month contract to hire position as an analyst.

How they said it would work: 3 months as a contractor no benefits at $15.5 an hour; I live in MD so we have a high cost of living, once the contract period ended I would get full benefits and a raise to $21 per hour. Ill spare you the details on the benefits, but basically an extra $500 per month in value.

The job started off awesome, worked daily with 10 other kids my age. My boss at the time was a hellva human being, the pinnacle of a boss. 1 month into my residency he left for greener pastures, leaving a void in the power structure, the “team lead” got promoted to manager, she was not the pinnacle of bosses or even a nice human being.

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anonymous asked:

Hello!! <3 Love your headcanons!! So could you do for rfa reacting MC drunk and not recognizing them? Like him trying to kiss her as always, but she walks away saying that she has a boyfriend and loves him? Lol Something like that..?? I think it would be cute and funny. haha >w< (Sorry for my bad english)

Your english isn’t bad, love. (who am I to judge, anyways?) 

Here it is! Hope you enjoy it! ^^

RFA with a drunk MC who can’t recognize them


  • You told him you were gonna be at this club and he should join you after work
  • So crowded! It would take so long to find you… oh, not really, there you are! You look so sexy dancing like no one is watching
  • But the thing is a lot of people, guys mostly, are watching. OH HELL NO!
  • “Hey, babe! I missed you!” he comes behind you holding your waist gently, and feels legitimately hurt when you pull away and nod negatively.
  • “Nah nah ni nah no, buddy! Not happening!” and you just… walk away! Why? IS he that late? He goes after you, noticing how much you’re bumping into other people…
  • “B-Babe? I’m sorry, I…” “I won’t say it twice, dude! I’m taken and you’ll back away if you know what’s good for you!” what? You’re not recognizing him? Maybe it’s the lights or the loud music?
  • Oh no, it’s not! He watches as you go the bar and look around squinting your eyes and frowning your nose, it’s so cuuuuttte! Also, it’s a very familiar sign that you’re very drunk, he knows that by now.
  • “Oh no… not you again!” “Hey, calm down! I’m… I won’t make any move, I’m just worried about you! Are you ok?” “I’m g-reat! Just waiting for MY REALLY STRONG, HOT AND FAMOUS BOYFRIEND THAT I LOOOVVVEE!” oh god… is it bad he thinks this is too charming?
  • “Oh… tell me more about him, then.” He manages to get close enough so nobody will try to approach you. “I’ll show you!” you pick your phone and scroll through all the pictures you’ve taken together.
  • “This is him during one of his musicals! This is him on his bike! This is him on piggy tails I did when he was sleeping! Isn’t he adorable?” he gags a little “Oh… I think… I think this wouldn’t be good for my… for HIS image, don’t you think?” “Nhaaa, this is just for fun! I won’t even show him! I care a lot about his image too, since I’mma be his manager one day, just you wait! “Oh,is that so?”
  • He convinces you to text your boyfriend, so he could answer he would be waiting you outside so you could take a cab. He doesn’t even mind your text makes no sense!
  •  “ZeeeNnNY! I missed you so much, you… should be proud of me! I acted all scary and made this guy back away! Are you proud, Zenny? Are you proud?” you shake him as you hug him when you go to him outside. “You have no idea how much, my princess.” He hugs you back
  • He hopes your hangover is not that bad tomorrow, as he really has some business matters to go over with you…


  • Although he’s the college student, you’re the one having the time of your life at this frat party.
  • He wasn’t that comfortable at first, but seeing you having so much fun made him loose it up a little
  • He’s wondering if the guys feel jealous when they see this goddess moving her hips so seductively and stopping all of a sudden to give him a little peck on the lips and a ‘boop’ to his nose…
  • But it’s been a while you’re not doing this anymore, you’re not even looking at him… you’re looking all around the place, except for him.
  • So he goes to you and touches your shoulder: “Are you okay, honey?” you look at him from head to toes and… turn your back on him. What?
  • “H-Honey! Did I do something wrong?” “Yeah, dude, you’re making a move on a girl who have a boyfriend!” “Well, yes… I’m the boyfriend!”
  • “Yeah, you wish, but sorry… it ain’t happening!” You scoff. He’s so shocked! Are you breaking up with him like this?
  • Oh, wait! He’d  seen your eyes like this before, you’re… drunk! Very drunk! Yes, your half-lidded tipsy eyes…  and you still manage to be beautiful…
  • “Hey, so uhm… are you Yoosung Kim’s girlfriend, by any chance?” “Yeah, why do you ask?” “Nothing, I recognized you from all the photos of you he shows, it’s… it’s nice to meet you in person! He talks a lot about you!” he tries to be friendly so you don’t run away.
  • “Pffffff, he showed photos of me? So embarrassiIIiiIng! I’ll tell him to stahp when I see him!” “Oh… Please don’t get mad! It’s just… just… he thinks you’re the most beautiful lady in the world, he… really really loves you… at least that’s what I heard from him.”
  • “Ahhhh, I can’t be mad at him!” you sigh dramatically. “He’s sOoOOOOOo amazing! And cool… and his hair is so badass, and we’re here just because I dragged him… and those cheeks nnnnnng” What about his cheeks? “I’ve gotta find my man!”
  •  “I.. I… s-saw him outside, next to the door, y-yes! Over there!” he needs to run before you get there, but he’s so flustered… well, that can wait!
  • “Yoosungiiiie! I’ve been looking all around for you!” you jump on him, wrapping your arms around his neck. “I’m sooooo sorry for dragging you here, next time we’ll stay at home and play LOLOL, pinky promise!” you tangle your pinky at his, seriously… how can you be so adorable? “Nah, I’m… I’m really having fun, MC!”
  • You two go home by foot and you keep snuggling at his arm the whole way. “Hey, MC?” “Hmmm?” “Do you… do you like my cheeks?” “Yep, especially on those jeans.”
  • It takes a while for him to get it, but when he does… he’s dead! Why would you talk about his butt to a stranger? I mean… it was him, but you didn’t know, yet it was him… should he get mad? Or embarrassed? Or…? Or…? ERROR


  • She meets you at the bar you two usually go together.
  • It isn’t that crowded but it is a little noisy, she’ll have to talk loud to get your attention.
  • “Hey, MC!” she greets. You look around frightened and look back to your drink… weird!
  • “MC?” she gets closer and touches your arm softly. “How… how do you know my name?” What? She looks at you, puzzled. “Anyway, I’m waiting for my girlfriend, don’t waste your time, lady!”
  • “Hum… MC, I’m…” “Stop stalking me, seriously, my girlfriend warned me about your type!” she’s still confused, but your face looks so funny, you are trying to look mad, but you can’t frown your eyebrows without blinking… so cute!
  • And by that she gets what’s  going on, that and the three martini glasses next to you…
  • “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you, I was just curious… where did you buy that dress?” “My girlfriend got me, it’s her favorite color in the whole wide worrlllld!” “I see…” she wants to laugh so much.
  • “Well, she must have a good taste!” “Yep, she used to walk around only on a dull suit because of her asshole former boss! He’s my friend, so I’m allowed to tell him he’s an asshole… actually, I… I should tell him right now!” you pick your phone.
  • “I… I don’t think that’s a good idea, miss…” “Shhh, he needs to know he can’t be an asshole to my cookie! She’s  a-ma-ZING!!! That potato needs to know that!” Cookie? Potato? You’re killing her with your drunk cuteness, but she can’t let you do something stupid!
  • “I… I’m sure your girlfriend already knows how amazing you think she is, you don’t really need to… tell other people!” “Ugh, that’s right! Why she doesn’t let everybody know how great she is? I shoudn’t be the only one to see it, y’ know? I’m… I’m a potato just like Jumin Han… I already told him that twice this week!” Forget that you’ve been drinking twice this week and calling Jumin to cuss him, what matters now is… YOU’RE POUTING! Oh my god, so adorable…
  • She can’t keep up with this anymore, she needs you to recognize her right now! So she walks away and calls you, telling she’s waiting for you outside to come home.
  • “Yay, Baehee is here!” you run to her and give her a sweet peck on the lips, she grabs your hand and leads you to the cab.
  • “So… MC, have you been talking to Jumin lately?” “Wh-Who? Me? Noooo, noe, maam’!” you are a terrible liar when you’re sober, just imagine when you’re drunk. She’ll make you apologize for being such a potato, but that can wait…



  • “Jumyinh, I amm at this gui haus, but he is coooooooooooolll, don’t worry!” he tries to decode your text. Why are you texting him when you are under the same roof?
  • “Where are you, MC?” “@ his bathroom, it’s bigr than my house” what kind of joke is that? You were drinking wine with him a couple of minutes ago and excused yourself to go to the bathroom…
  • “look @ this soap! So funny!” you send him a blurred picture, oh… so that’s how it feels to get one of these! He gets it now!
  • He goes to the bathroom and knocks at the door. “I’m not opening! My boyfriend won’t like it!” and then his phone buzzes. “looks I been caught” and you send a selfie, it’s not blurred and he can see the huge blush on your cheeks, oh… you’re so drunk right now, aren’t you?
  • You call him, he answers a little reluctantly. “Yes, kitten?” you giggle “Jumin, this guy called me kitten too, but don’t worry! I told him to back off!”
  • “What could you possibly be talking about, MC?” “I don’t remember coming to this party, so I won’t let the bathroom until you come to pick me up! You… you can track me by… GP and S, right?” not even him believe he’s really laughing at this. “Yes, I’ll come to you, my love, just wait!”
  • He knocks at the door. “Are you okay… miss?” “Bro, I already told you! I have a boyfriend and we gonna marry soon!” “Oh, I see… did he propose to you?” “Not yet, but I found the ring on his closet!” uh oh… surprise ruined for both of you. “But I’ll look very surprised, cause I know the proposal is going to be suuuper special, like on a colorful hot air balloon or something like this…”
  • He opens the bathroom door and almost falls due to the way you jump at him, wrapping your legs around his waist. “I missed you so much! Is the party over?” “Yes, it is. Shall we go home so you can rest, my angel? Tomorrow will be a very busy day…” “Really? Why?” “Just wait and see.”
  • As soon as you doze off, he calls Jaehee telling there will be a change of plans, he needs to rent a hot air balloon asap!


  • “Oh my God, Saeran! Don’t you have any respect for your brother’s girlfriend?”you got out for a couple of drinks with your friends and got back swearing the one standing in front of you is your brother-in-law, not your boyfriend!
  • “MC, it’s me! Look at my glasses!” “No! You two are not pulling this prank on me again! It didn’t work last time and it won’t work again now!” when you’re sober, you can tell who is who very easily, even when they change their outfits. But right now…
  • “MC, Saeran is sleeping right now!” “Well, MC thinks talking in the 3rd person is ridiculous!” Oh lord… shouldn’t he be recording this?
  • “Please, come with me, I’ll help you take a shower and put you to bed…” “Saeran! Would you really do that with your brother? No… no… you’re so nice, and he’s so nice! He doesn’t deserve this!” you look so shocked and disappointed, he’s feeling bad for you as if this was true.
  • “Saeyoung loves us both very much, Saeran. We can’t hurt him, NEVER! He deserves only happiness from now on! Seriously, I… I was going to say yes to moving in together,  but I won’t do it if this is how you’re gonna act around me!” wait! Are you serious?
  • “Oh… so you actually considered it?” “Yes… but I can’t do this if you keep hitting on me!” okay, joke’s over!
  • “I’m sorry, MC. Saeyoung told me if I acted like this, you would buy it, that idiot! But it’s impossible to trick you! I’ll… I’ll call him back, okay?” you sigh in relief, and it’s so cute!
  • He goes to the hallway yelling to Saeyoung to come out, turns around and goes back to you with a big smile, you smile back and open your arms, waiting for a hug. “Stop doing these silly pranks, what if one day I really mistake you two?” you ask over his shoulder
  • “Yes, I should start being more mature if you’re going to move in with us.” “I haven’t said ‘yes’ yet, Saeyoung!”
  • But you said yes during the shower you shared the next morning

You can see Saeran and V here ~

I Know Your Wife (She Wouldn’t Mind) - Part Twenty-Two

Summary: Keeping the adoption a secret for so long comes back to bit you in the ass, and Jared has some age-related hang ups
Words: 3.5k
Jared x Reader x Gen, Jensen, Danneel, Zep, Tom, Shep
Warnings: mild angst, bearded Jensen, shirtless Jared
Beta: @blacksiren

I Know Your Wife - Masterpost

Your name: submit What is this?

Everything had been going great until you woke to eight missed calls from your agent and three group emails from higher-ups at Supernatural.

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Actually have been hesitating about posting this in Tumblr for weeks now, but…guess why not. Not translating his Q&A though…=_=

And no need for other members, I presume? =_=“

Strange Magic starters
  • “Because love is dangerous. It weakens … It rots. It destroys order. And without order, what is left? Chaos.”
  • “I am so… not getting my army.”
  • “So that’s how you react to a near death experience?”
  • “Please smile.”
  • “This is one of my better ones.”
  • “You cheated on me, remember?”
  • “You left me at the altar. Remember?”
  • “Wow. [Name] slammed [him] pretty good.”
  • “Well, so much for being [king].”
  • “You think I can’t be [king]?!”
  • “You’re saying I need a love potion?”
  • “It was a joke!”
  • “[We] have to… go…”
  • “Just kidding, [Boss]!”
  • “Okay. All I have to do is - visualize.”
  • “Hey. Listen, uh… [elf]? I know just how you feel.”
  • “Man, you’ve got it bad.”
  • “I just wish… I wish there was some way to make [her] love me again!”
  • “But I know… you can.”
  • “But why can’t you?”
  • “Cause I’m big! My armor, it’s too shiny. I’d be spotted for sure. If only I was… little, like you.”
  • “I do blend in.”
  • “Oh, it would have been perfect!”
  • “I’ll do it!”
  • “If you stop crying.”
  • “Oh, I’m feeling much better now.”
  • “But [he] still loves you.”
  • “But if not [name], then, there has to be someone else.”
  • “Maybe if you got out more?”
  • “Let it go, [Dad].”
  • “You’ll be stronger with a [king] at your side.”
  • “I’m stronger alone.”
  • “I don’t want you to be alone.”
  • “I promise, if I meet a [guy] out there who takes my hand, and looks me in the eyes, and I don’t wanna hit [him], I’ll consider it. But that [guy] doesn’t exist.”
  • “Look, I’m usually a [guy] who enjoys a good joke, even at my own expense. But right now, I’m not in a “ha-ha” frame of mind. I’m in an “ah!” frame of mind.”
  • “How do you think I got in here?”
  • “You were listening! So I’ll do it.”
  • “I’m free! I’m free! I’m free - did I mention I’m free?”
  • “Free? We’re still in the dungeons!”
  • “I’ll have your head on a stick!”
  • “Bring me the prisoner.”
  • “What is that?”
  • “I made it special for you.”
  • “It looks good on you. I hope you like it.”
  • “No! No. Why don’t you have a wee nap? I promise I won’t go far.”
  • “Wait! Please tell me your name?”
  • “Wish I could say the same for you!”
  • “What do you mean?”
  • “I dunno. I was expecting… more?”
  • “Oh, no. What did [she] fall in love with?”
  • “Don’t listen to [him]!”
  • “Forget the potion! Get the antidote!”
  • “I wanted a wedding. Now I’m getting a funeral!”
  • “What if [he] doesn’t like me?”
  • “I’m going to destroy you!”
  • “No need to worry. I will protect [the kingdom].”
  • “I’m not afraid of them!”


triggering  /  nsfw   may  be  present ,  these  are  taken  from  a  variety  of   different  sources.

  • ​❝ Love your perfume. What is that? The stench of death?
  • ❝ Huh? What was that? I should kill everyone and escape?
  • ❝ We’re bad guys. It’s what we do. ❞
  • ​❝ I’m known to be quite vexing. I’m just forewarning you.
  • ❝ You’re cute. You want me? I’m all yours.  ❞
  • ❝ Why, what’s wrong? You don’t like me? Fine. Don’t waste my time then.  ❞
  • ​❝ You got all dressed up for me?
  • ​❝ Why do you eat people? Would you like to eat me?
  • ​❝ I’m bored! I need a victim, a mind to pry apart and spit in. ❞
  • ​❝ You wanna tell me what the hell is going on, then?
  • ​❝ You ever been in love?
  • ​❝ Own that shit. Own it! What’d you think was gonna happen? Huh?
  • ​❝ I’m not much of a joiner, but… maybe we should.
  • ​❝ What’s the world ever done for us, anyway? It hates us.
  • ​❝ I gotta work on my cardio. ❞
  • ​❝ I’ve never seen you laugh before! I don’t think I like it!
  • ​❝ You give ‘em twenty minutes of naughty fun time and they think they own ya!
  • ❝ You think I’m just some dizzy airhead that don’t know nothin’.
  • ​❝ You’re gonna make me do it, aren’t you?
  • ​❝ Anyone who throws boomerangs has some real issues letting go.
  • ​❝ I’m fine. We’re done. He’s a jerk. Whatever. ❞
  • ​❝ I got an itch I thought you could help me scratch, cowboy… ❞
  • ​❝ Oh well, at least I’m going out on a joke.  
  • ❝ I’m sick of people trying to shoot me, run me over or blow me up!
  • ❝ Get your own hostage!
  • ❝ You thought I was just another bubble-headed blond bimbo!
  • ❝ Well, the joke’s on you, 'cause I’m not even a real blonde.
  • ❝ I want to listen to the radio
  • ❝ Gee, it’s amazing the things you find in people’s glove compartments. ❞
  • ❝ Did you see the way I handled those creeps? Pow! Bam!
  • ❝ I’m keeping this one just for myself… maybe.  ❞
  • ❝ I think we can still work it out, don’t you?
  • ❝ I believe I served you with a subpoena once… It was a small subpoena.
  • ❝ Gee, boss, you really know how to put the fun in funeral.
  • ❝ My boss likes me to wear a smile to work…
  • ❝ No more love. No more crime. No more nothing. I’m through…
  • ❝ Take a break and play a while, doo da, doo da.
  • ❝ Oy. Beauty school is starting to look pretty good about now. ❞
  • ❝ Sweetie, go get mommy’s bazooka. ❞
  • ❝ I struggle to make a good home for you and this is the thanks I get!
  • ❝ It’s you. The way you move… The way you… ❞
  • ❝ It’d be a shame to get blood all over my nice new outfit.
  • ❝ Ready for some slapstick?
  • ❝ I had a kitty once. You know, they don’t always land on their feet.. ❞
  • ❝ We’ve got lots of cash-ching! We’ve got so much cash-ching! ❞
  • ❝ Why won’t you tell me how you broke my hypnosic spell? ❞
  • ❝ You wanna play? Okay, let’s play
  • ❝ You’re really sick, you know that, boss?
  • ❝ Well, well, well. Looks like someone’s luck ran out. ❞
  • ❝ Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! We-we killed him! ❞
  • ❝ Sometimes, to get where you want to go, you gotta be somebody else for a while.
  • ❝ You just can’t forget who you really are. ❞
  • ❝ Just goes to show you, never send a business man to do a psychopath’s job. ❞
  • ❝ It shouldn’t be too difficult. Just follow the mayhem.
  • ❝ If I had a hammer, I’d hammer the evening, I’d hammer in the morning, all over your skull!
  • ❝ Actually I don’t know, I am rarely in it. ❞
  • ❝ I am to busy doing the job you neglected to do. ❞
  • ❝ Well, you should be more careful, [ NAME ].  ❞
  • ❝ To what do we attribute this sudden cheerful outlook?
  • ❝ We got his credit cards; what’s to worry?
  • ❝ Wait! Want to see a movie?
  • ❝ Yahtzee! ❞
Headcanon: If the SLBP guys accidentally time travelled to the future (part 1)

A.N: A imagine from me XD I admit I am beyond bored in my class 😂😂😂

Tagging @jemchew , and @rainbowatnight (SURPRISE HOPE YOU FEEL BETTER

Will post part 2 with 4 other lords soon!)



• You thought he would freak out

• seeing that he was in a wholly, different, weird, alienic world than his

• But

• “I demand you to show me this fortress of yours now.”

• Not only he is not freaking out; he has a smug look on

• “Excuse me?”

• “Is my orders that difficult to grasp you insolent woman?”

• “No, I meant why in hell should I even show you every corner of my house!” You snapped back

• “What, you dare defy my orders?”

• You groaned

• well you should show him who’s the big shot or that big head of his is going to get bigger

• “Yes, so?”

• Nobunaga widened his eyes.

• Did she, a lowly misbehaved insolent idiotic woman just spoke back at him?

• “Now, Mister Oda Nobunaga, three things you should know is-” You cleared your throat “First, I am the person who brought you in after you crashed on my roof so you have no right in hell to get rude at me. Second, you shall not call me INSOLENT. Third, I am the boss here and I make the rules. You overcross them, out. UNDERSTOOD?”

• Okay maybe he’d underestimated the people in this world.

• they sure had a short fused temper.

• “…understood.”

• Well he would go along for this once

• plainly because he isn’t familiar with this place.

• When he is

• You are going to get it from him.

• “So” you handed a broom, a mop and a bucket to him and he looked at you, puzzled.

• “Why are you giving me this-”

• “Did you expect me to clean the mess you made?” You gestured at the pile of debris from the broken roof.

• He glared at you

• “Woman, do you even know who I a-”

• “Oda Nobunaga, yes. So go clean up.”

• He stared at you

• and you gave him the finger before strutting away to your room in all your glory

• leaving him with a mop

• a broom

• a bucket

• a pile of debris

• and a raging feel to strangle you on sight.

• Forget about the whole get-it-from-him part

• he is going to kill you


• “What is this?”

• “Uh… a toaster?”

• He looked at you quizzically, finger still pointing at the recently identified object known as toaster.

• “What is it used for…?”

• “Uh…” you pondered “…for toasting bread..?”

• The question mime isn’t finished yet, though.

• “…may I ask how to operate it-”

Thought you’d never ask… you smirked to yourself.

• You eagerly grabbed two slices of bread and showed him how to use the toaster

• “See… when you hear a ‘ding’, it means the bread is already uh…. suitable for eating.”

• “Really? But…” He pointed at the pieces of brownish deliciously looking toast. “…they don’t look edible to me…”

• “Huh?” You looked at him mouth gaping and he gave you a apologetic look

• “It has…. quite a unpleasant colour… Mmph-!”

• You stuffed a slice of the ‘unpleasantly coloured’ bread into his mouth before he even get to finish his sentence and he gave you a look of shell shocked hesitation. You cheshire grinned up at him

• “Don’t knock it until you try it~~~”

• You winked at him playfully, and with a sigh

• *chomps*

• he bit into the crunchy brownish roasted grain and

• “!!!”

• Wow

• You thought to yourself

• this is the first time you saw a person, a real one, looking so… sparkly eyed by eating a toasted piece of plain bread

• His eyes could outshone a billion stars and power up every solar panel in Japan with their blinding realization of the taste of

• the legendary toast

• Yes

• That’s gotta be it

• “May I… have another piece?” He shyly (not shyly) raised his empty but crumb-filled hand in eagerness and embarrassment.

• You smiled at him and grabbed a loaf off the dining table

• “Sure!” You squeaked and he smiled back

• Moral value of the story

• no one could ever resist toast

• not even the legendary perfect af Mitsuhide.

• *evil cackle*


• “G-gaah….”

• You deadpanned

• “Yukimura… for God’s sake please stop staring at those girls they’d probably think you are a pervert-”

• “Bu-but… they… woman… dressed… legs…. GAH!!!!!” He shrieked hyper high pitched after blubbering a mess of jumbled words into a full (or maybe half) sentence to you, face redder than chillies

• You sighed

• maybe it was a bad idea bringing him with you

• But you just wanted to buy some clothes for him at the nearest shopping centre - he couldn’t go full on cosplay 24/7, absolutely no

• and

• he did said that…

*30 minutes ago*

• “I REFUSE TO LET A WOMAN WANDER ON THE STREETS ALONE AT NIGHT!!!!! As a man, it is my responsibility to protect you!”

• “But- ”

• “I won’t hear any of this! I’ll just tag along and you do your thing!” Yukimura straightened his back confidently


• …just like that

• but now you are not that certain who is the protector

• Who would know that Yukimura would be so terrified of women in skimpy miniskirts?

• “W-why do they… wear so… thin…”

• You looked at Yukimura who is turning pale-ish with scarlet tints to the ears

• …looks like you gotta get him outta here or the poor boy is going to combust

• “Yukimura, come here” You tugged on his arm forcefully, intending to lead him to a nearby department

• “GAH!!”

• You looked back at him, a huge question mark forming on your head

• “I- I can walk on my.. own…” Yukimura said, face darkened into a more prominent shade of scarlet than you thought possible, prying his arm away from yours and walked awkwardly towards a store.

• “Yukimura,”

• He almost jumped at the mention of his name

• “Y-yes!”

• “The clothing department’s this way”

• “O-oh… ok.”

• You almost laughed but you pinched yourself to hide it

• what a flustered cinnamon he is


• “….little lady…”

• “What is it Saizo” you called out, hands fumbling over some stray pins and rubber bands on your hair

• “Your device is singing”

• Saizo spoke, monotone as always

• “Just ignore it” You said, holding a pin with your mouth due to your already full hands “-oh wait, can you tell me the words on my phone?”

• Saizo glanced at the black device that had just sprinted bright with life and music “Mom.”

• “Ogh mom..” You mumbled, hairpin still between your teeth when it dawned on you

• “WAIT MOM?!!!”

• There was a violent thud, some crashing


• You sprinted towards Saizo, grabbed the phone from his hands and received the call

• “Hello? Mom??” you tucked a hand in your disheveled hair

• Saizo looked at you indifferently, watching your face gradually becoming pale

• “NO….! MOM NO…! Don’t come please I am not ready how many times had I told you I DONT HAVE A BOYFRIEND IT IS TRUE THAN THE FACT YOU ARE MY MOTHER”

• well Saizo had a hunch that things are going to be entertaining in a sense

• “MOM…! NO-” you paused your yelling, and stared in disbelief at your phone

• She had hung up on you

• she is coming

• right now

• and

• You looked at Saizo


• as expected, Saizo merely shrugged

• “Why should I?”

• You groaned

• “Please…. HELP… or if she sees you you and me are going to die”

• He raised a eyebrow, clearly amused “and why is that?”

• You almost pulled out your hair

• “Saizo, I AM SERIOUS. If she sees you… then… you are going to…”

• “What?”

• “become… my… boyfriend… or let’s just say… fiance… because my mom came to keep an eye on me and… she is kinda… anxious in marrying me to any guy…”

• Now it was his turn to look at you

• “No.”


• “I don’t-” Saizo’s speech was interrupted by a roar that suspiciously sounded like a engine from your lawn and you spotted a suspiciously familiar looking car just outside….

• “I DONT CARE ANYMORE YOU ARE GOING WITH ME!” you screamed, grabbed his hand

• pushed him in a closet, and locked it

• The door popped open and out came your mom

• “DARLINGGGG how are you lately!!!”

•You sweatdropped at the sight of her imposing image and Saizo’s attempts to get out of the locked closet

• “Uh… just fine mom!” you piped up when you hear a loud thump from the closet behind you

• “Um sweetie what was that?”

• You gave a good kick to the closet beside you


I wasn’t going to talk about this but I have received two very threatening anonymous messages in the last 24 hours. The first one said they know my last name and where I work and were threatening to use the fact that I ship against me and tell my boss. It was why I locked my twitter account. I just received a second one today, even though I thought I had blocked the anon, saying that not only am I being threatened by Lauren and Jess are as well because we are shippers and that my job is now at risk. 

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t scared. I’m really scared so congratulations anon you’ve done it. You’ve scared me. I don’t know what to do. One part of my brain says that nothing will happen because I know who it is and I also know my boss trusts my word over some anonymous psychopath but the other part of my brain tells me that maybe I should take action. So I’m not really sure what the next course of action is. My livelihood, my job is being threatened because I’m a shipper. Because I enjoy the fact that Sam and Cait enjoy each other. 

I started shipping for fun. It was my break from reality, from every day life and I figure as long as I’m not hurting anyone, which I’m not, who the hell cares? There’s a lot of other really scary, awful stuff happening in this world but yes by all means focus on the fact that I love two actors. Shipping is obviously such a terrible, terrible crime, apparently I now deserve to have my job threatened. 

So I don’t know what I’m going to do. Said person told me not to bother locking up because they have all the proof I need to incriminate me somehow. So do I keep shipping? Do I go to the police? Do I close all my accounts? I really don’t know.  But I think you guys need to know how serious this has become and how genuinely scared I am. Shipping is not worth losing my job over nor is it worth being this scared. 


some more batim mob boss au sketch dump!!!!!!

this time featuring @the-vampire-inside-me ‘s lovely oc, Abel!! i’ve been wanting to draw him for ages, and i hope you dont mind me drawing some abel and cake interactions as well!

mob boss!bendy and the au itself belongs to @thelostmoongazer owu


Self-destructive tendencies - Tony Stark x Reader

Summary : Reader is in love with Tony, but Tony is dating Pepper…until she dumps him, and the Iron Man keeps coming to our dear reader for comfort (nothing sexual…yet). Warning for language.

(My masterlist blog here :


You always had a massive crush on Tony Stark, even though he was quite a bit older than you. And when he started dating his long time “assistant” Pepper Potts, your heart shattered. In a way though, maybe it was for the best, he didn’t have exactly a good reputation with his relationship with women…

They stayed together two years, and one day, she broke up with him. And the reasons why didn’t surprise you one bit. He was a difficult man to live with. But you couldn’t help but think Pepper should have known better. Like, she knew him since a long time, and she knew how he was…So why get with him if she couldn’t handle his way of being ? Especially since Tony actually put in a lot of effort in. He stopped drinking, he tried to remember important dates such as birthday and anniversary, even her name day ! And he often took her out, just the two of them…

But she wanted more, apparently. She wanted him to stop being the Iron Man and take more care of her. She wanted him to change some important parts of his personality…and that just couldn’t work. You didn’t get it. Again, she knew how he was, and she knew some things would stay the same…So why breaking up with him for those reasons ?

In your eyes, she just didn’t love him enough to accept all of him. And it broke your heart a bit, because no matter how much of an asshole Tony was, he deserved better. He deserved someone who understood that, since he got kidnapped in Afghanistan, and since the Alien attack on NYC, he wasn’t the same man anymore.

But what could you do ? He’d never look at you in another way than a little sister, you were too young. And he was still in love with her…

You were brooding in your office one late night when you heard a knock on your door. Only one person could come knock on your door at 4 am…

Tony fucking Stark. And he was drunk. So drunk.

-Heyyyyyyy youuUUUuuuUUuuuu. Came by the neighborhood, thought I’d…Check on you or something.

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Engraved pt. 14

<– Engraved 13 | Sheltered 2 –> | Chased 1 –> | Engraved 15 –>

Short: You’re a tattoo artist for a gang known as EXO who own a club down town. (read synopsis at masterpost)
Words: 9770
Notes for updates: 40
Warnings: Fraud, some form of threatening, S.M.U.T. and not the fluffy king. swearing, piercings.
Pairings: D.O. x Reader, slight Chen X Reader
A/N: Okay so finally we got here, what all you (sorry) impatient bitches have been waiting for. Enjoy it, and kindly fuck off! For the nice people, let me know what you think i love you <3

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Your pov

She didn’t scare you but she took the words out of your mouth. You needed a few seconds to reply to her. Miyong was quite a lot shorter than you especially on those heels you were wearing. Hers were only 3 inches or so.
“You’re Miyong? Jongin’s girlfriend?” you asked, putting the ball in her court.
A blush spread out over her cheeks and she looked to the side. “I’m not his girlfriend, and with all the women, like you, clinging to him I don’t think he needs me.” She mumbled a bit, and you saw that she was disappointed, her gaze flickering to your friend.
“Hey, I need to go to the bathroom, and it’s quite the walk. Mind accompanying another girl? I hate going alone.” You said, and she frowned at first but then nodded.
You walked out in front of her a little, down the hallway that stated where the ladies room was. When you passed most people you slowed down to her speed.
“What is a tattoo artist doing, as the date of Kim Minseok?” she asked, looking at you.

Originally posted by jimjammed

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As It Seems: Chapter 3

Table of Contents

Según Parece: Lista De Contenidos

Summary: Dean is exhausted, but Sam told you to keep him awake, so you find… an interesting way to make sure he doesn’t pass out

Word Count: 2786

Warnings: Dirty talk kinda?


~Dean’s POV~

I thought the explanation would have taken longer than that. But at its most simple, my life wasn’t actually that difficult. When it came to the questions I was sure Y/N would ask, I knew that was when it would start getting complicated.

“So, what? You’re a businessman by day, playboy by night, and on weekends you’re a… what? Vigilante? Superhero?”

“I’m no hero.” Best to get that thought out of her mind right off the bat. “I guess I’m sort of an undercover agent or something.”

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Cheryl Blossom: A little wicked -Smut-

Request: Cheryl Blossom x fem! Reader: beneath Cheryl’s tough exterior is a submissive girl she refuses to acknowledge until she meets the reader whose dominant nature causes them to clash in school. Until one day Cheryl succumbs to her submissive nature and confronts the reader. Dom reader x submissive Cheryl. Please and thank you.

Notes: I’m so sorry bby. I took so long to write this. I hope this makes up for my absence. I didn’t proofread so, sorry in advance.

Warning: SMUT BABY. Sub!Cheryl x Dom!Reader. Vanilla sex, no kinky shit this time. Das it, until further notice😉. Mommy kink. Oral sex, fingering, public sex etc.

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Cheryl’s POV

I heard there was a new girl in our school, and that she was a little wicked. Today was not going the way I planned. Usually when I walked into school, the girls and boys swooned over me. Now, it was like I never even existed. Storming down the hall, I could hear the whispers about this ‘New Cheryl’. I was definitely pissed. I had to see for myself how ‘great’ she was for myself. I recognized every face at this school except for one. I learned her name was Y/N, and boy did she have looks. Her Y/H/C locks simply cascaded down her back. It was driving me insane. She was not going to steal my shine. Not today, not ever. I strutted over to where she was standing. I see the core four beat me to her. As I approached her, I could hear Veronica saying, “speaking of the devil, here’s his mom.” My head snapped towards her. “Oh please, your mother could think of a better insult. Now please, I have a student that I would like to meet. And your lack of beauty is sickening.” I directed my attention towards the slightly taller girl. “I’m Cheryl.” I extended my hand, but it was simply ignored. “Listen her Cheryl, I know what type of girl you are and let me just say, if you come at me the wrong way god so help me I will not hesitate to end you.” I laughed at her attempt to scare me. “Oh honey, you just got here and you’re already starting shit. News flash, I basically run this school. If you thought you were going to come here and change that, then darling you thought terribly wrong.” “Stay out of my way, and I’ll stay out of yours. Understand?” I nodded and got on with my day. Today’s school day was filled with death glares from Y/N. If I must admit, she was fucking hot. The way she talked to me today, was hot. Usually, I would despise anyone who’d talk to me like that. But, Y/N was different. I was almost speechless, but I had a reputation to maintain. It was around 6:00 pm, and I had cheer practice. So that meant Y/N was going to be there. She’d been hanging out with Veronica and her crew. The two boys (whose names I don’t care to remember) always stayed and watched. This was not going to happen. She was not going stay in my gym. “I’m sorry. Who said you could be here?” “That’s none of your business. How about you turn your pretty little self around and do your thing.” Right now, we were standing chest to chest. I could feel her breath on my face, which I didn’t mind by the way. I huffed and marched to my spot in the middle of the gym. “Okay ladies. Get into position, and do as I say. You bitches better put your all into this. And don’t forget, make it hot.” I said as my eyes met Y/N’s Y/E/C ones. The music had started, and all the girls took their positions.

“A little wicked,” that’s what he calls me
Cause that’s what I am, that’s what I am

No one calls you honey when you’re sitting on a throne
No one calls you honey when you’re sitting on a throne 

Beware the patient woman, cause this much I know
No one calls you honey when you’re sitting on a throne
One of these days a-coming, I’m gonna take that boy’s crown
There’s a serpent in these still waters lying deep down
To the king, I will bow, at least for now
One of these days a-coming, I’m gonna take that boy’s crown

My eyes did not leave Y/N’s. Our glares went from pure hatred to intimate in a matter of seconds. When the song ended, we were all out of breath. I turned to the girls behind me and dismissed them to the locker room. When I looked at Y/N, her facial expression was pure ecstasy. Her eyes followed me out of the gym. But I didn’t know I was being followed. When I turned the corner, I was met those luscious curls. “Well, well, well, look we have here. If it isn’t the Redheaded Bombshell herself.” With each word, she took a step closer. My breath was hitched in my throat. “W-what do you want?” I stuttered out. “Are you scared, baby? Don’t be. Mommy’s just going to show you who’s the boss.” My legs were almost jelly. She took my hand and led me to an empty classroom. “You looked so hot doing your cheer routine. Hell, all of you were so fucking sexy. But you, my darling were driving me crazy.” She said as she picked me up and sat me on one of the desks. She stepped into the space between my legs. Her hand started to caress my cheek gently. “Here’s what we’re going to do, you’re going to listen to everything I say and you’re going to do it. Okay baby?” I was speechless, so I just nodded. She kissed me while her hand trailed down my stomach. They stopped at the hem of my shorts. She hooked her fingers around the thin fabric. My hands flew to her hair, pulling her closer only to deepen the kiss. She released a moan into my mouth, as I tugged on her hair slightly harder than intended. She broke the kiss, while pulling my shirt over my head. Leaving me exposed in my red lacy bra. “You don’t happen to have matching underwear, do you?” I smiled innocently as a groan escaped her lips. I hopped of the desk, to pull down the tight little shorts. Her eyes were nearly black. “I want you to take all of this off.” She said motioning towards my sexy undergarments. I did not hesitate to take it. While I was doing so, she sat down in the chair behind the teacher’s desk. She motioned for me to come here, so I did. She pulled me onto her lap, while sliding her hand in between my thighs. “What time is practice usually over with?” She asked. “About 7:30.” She looked at her watch and nodded. “We have about 30 minutes left. Seeing at how wet you are for me, I think I’ll be finished with you before then.” She said as her fingers traced figure eights on my clit. I shuddered at the sudden contact. My head fell back at the pleasure between my thighs. She started going faster. The faster she went, the harder it got for me to breathe. “You like that, hmm?” The moan she got should’ve been a good enough answer. All of sudden, she stopped. Oh the anger I felt. “Get on top of the desk, and spread your legs.” I did as I was told, and climbed on top of the desk, and spread. She got on her knees and took a look at the sex between my thighs. “Oh baby, it’s so pretty. All nice and wet for me.” She dove into my heat, moaning at the way I taste. I could feel her tongue playing with the already sensitive nub. I almost screamed at how god it felt. She then slid her fingers into me, pounding relentlessly. God, it felt so great. She flicked her tongue, while pumping her fingers in and out of me, as my eyes literally rolled to the back of my head. My legs began to quiver as my earth shattering orgasm began to ripple through me. “Oh fuck, Y/N. Oh my god.” I managed to stutter out. She let out a wicked laugh, as I became undone in front of her. She lapped up my juices and stood up. I pulled her closer to me, so I could kiss her. I could taste the warm liquids on her soft lips. “Would you look at that, Queen B just couldn’t help herself.” I stared at her with such a bored expression. “Oh shut up already, little miss cockiness.” I got dressed and pulled her out of the classroom. I froze when I heard Veronica’s voice. “What were you two doing?” I could see the smirk plastered on Y/N’s face, I wanted to smack it right off. “Uhm nothing.” I stuttered. “Mhm.” She squinted. She knew I was lying. But did I care? Absolutely not. “Y/N, I was wondering if you wanted to come to our game?” Veronica asked, Y/N agreed to come. Before it was time to depart, I grabbed her face and kissed her. “See you there, mommy.” I whispered into the kiss and walked away, leaving her stunned.

Accepting [DPR Live]

Originally posted by korean-hip-hop

Artist: DPR Live | Word Count: 2.178

Hell yess my baby dabin is getting so much love out there! Here’s my first oneshot for this cutie. Hope you’ll like it:)


“Hey, did anyone see (Name)?” Dabin asked, popping out of the makeup room. His face was clear from the foundation and other things the makeup artists applied, and he felt fresher than ever despite the clock hitting midnight. They had wrapped the shoot of his music video, and he wanted to talk to you, the person in charge of coloring the videos, before he goes off to sleep. There was an ounce of energy left inside him, and Dabin was going to use it to his might to seek you first.

“I think she went back to her room?” Barom said, his voice holding a hint of confusion, “She’s probably going to get some rest, so you’ll probably find her there.” Dabin got up and thanked his friend, quickly escaping the rest of the team and was greeted by the deserted hallways of the hotel.

Dabin tried to remember which floor you were and your room number. Since the shooting took a few days in Busan, the rest of the crew booked hotel rooms and also squeezed in a little bit of holiday in between the work. If he remembered correctly, the girls were on the fifth floor, and you were in room 505. When he arrived in front of your door, he hastily knocked on the wooden door, hoping that he got the right door. A minute passed and there was no answer. Dabin knocked again, this time louder and sharper, but he couldn’t hear a sound from the other side of the door.

“Dabin? Is that you?” The black haired man whirled around, seeing one of the makeup artists standing at the hallway, “(Name) isn’t there. She just went out a few minutes ago.” She wore an amused look on her face when she saw the disappointment in Dabin’s eyes.

“Did you know where she went?”

“(Name) did say she needed fresh air, so maybe she went outside?”

“Alright, thanks.” Dabin quickly ran to the lift, leaving the makeup artist alone. When he got inside, he debated on whether to go down or to the highest floor. He then chose to press the number of the highest floor, knowing how much you liked to feel the cold air against you skin and the view of the stars from high points. He couldn’t help the nervousness building inside of him, his foot stomping lightly over the carpet floor. This was a really important question he wanted to ask, and Dabin wasn’t sure what your reaction would be.

When Dabin arrived at the 30th floor, he quickly darted to the end of the hallway, and discovered the emergency staircase door hanging wide open. He knew you would be up there, and quickly climbed the flight of stairs that ended up to another old door. Dabin pushed the door open without hesitance, and saw your body sitting at the edge of the building, gazing up to the stars that glittered up in the sky. He was entranced for a moment, his breath taken away by how the moon and the stars made you glow, how you seemed like an angel that was waiting for him. But when the chilly spring air hit him, Dabin was taken back to reality, as he realized that you haven’t noticed his presence yet.

“(Name)? What are you doing there?” Snapping your head to the source of the voice, your tired eyes were met with Dabin’s warm ones, and you could only smile weakly at your friend.

“Oh, hey there Dabin,” The black haired man waved shyly, taking small steps towards you and sat next to you, “What are you doing up here?” Although you were pretty sure of the reason behind his arrival here, the feeling of someone wanting to see you felt like a foreign concept for you.

“I’m looking for you,” There you go, your guess was right after all, “I didn’t get to say thanks for your hard work today.” Dabin could only nervously grin towards you because that really wasn’t the reason he was here for.

“Well, thank you for your hard word as well,” You chuckled, breaking the gaze and moving it towards the sky, “The video will turn out great, you did amazing there.” As the words escaped your lips, you didn’t notice how Dabin looked slightly flustered under the shine of the moon.

“You’ve never failed to amaze me (Name), I’m sure the music video will come out with flying colors.” You could only snort at his statement, not failing to notice the pun he slipped between his words.

But soon silence enveloped you both, as your eyes were locked with the twinkling stars, while Dabin was openly admiring your features, to the point that he forgot the real reason he was here beside you. He liked the way the wind gently caressed your hair, and oh how he wished he could be the one to run his fingers through your shiny locks. Dabin noticed now that your skin looked so soft, and it seemed glowing more than ever tonight. And your eyes, those beautiful orbs, they looked dull tonight. The smile on his lips fell when he noticed the blank look across your face, how the eyes he fell in love to flashed fatigue inside.

“Are you alright?” Dabin asked, his voice in a mere whisper, “You look kind of tired tonight.” It surprised you when Dabin broke the silence, and it took you aback when he noticed the exhaustion in your eyes.

“I just… I’m fine,” You sighed, leaning down to avoid Dabin’s careful gaze, “Just a little bit tired, that’s why I came up for some fresh air. It’ll be gone with a good quality sleep, no worries.” Swallowing hard, you hoped Dabin would take the lie, because a good shut eye won’t be enough to make this kind of tiredness disappear.

“You can always talk to me!” Dabin offered, feeling his heart break a little because he could see through the lie, and you were far from okay, “I mean, we’re friend right? You can trust me to be a good listener.” At that moment, you felt his words hit the walls you built, how the genuine look in his eyes made you melt, and you thought that maybe it was alright to spill a bit of your problem to the lover boy.

“I just— I wish people would accept me as who I am, you know?” That’s when you lost it, as the loud sigh that crept past your lips was the sign that you were done with the world, “Why can’t they just let me be who I am? I like my job so much, but being fake so people would like me is way too overwhelming for me. And I hate myself for being weak, for not standing up for myself, for being someone who I am not just to not hear those nasty comments from them. I just hate all of this, because nothing would change, because people wouldn’t like me if I wasn’t myself.” At this point you had fisted your hair, feeling frustration well up inside of you. Pulling your legs closer to your chest, you rest your head on top of your knees, the safety of yourself being the last thing on your mind.

“Who said those things to you?” Dabin asked, and he was more than shocked knowing that it was that bad, “What did they say? How long have this been going on?” There was guilt inside of him for not seeing this coming as well, nonetheless from his colleagues.

“The girls of course, the guys never really cared as long as I did my work well,” Another sigh escaped your lips, and you sounded so fragile to Dabin, “They said I looked sloppy, always wearing clothes that felt comfortable to me. They told me I was so unsocial, always declining their invitations to party, but I never liked parties and getting drunk. They told me my work wasn’t enough from the very first time I finished my first project, but Barom always said my work was perfect. They’re probably jealous they can’t get the boss’ attention, since you know well why they work with us in the first place.” You tried fighting the tears, because you knew they didn’t deserve your tears, but you just felt everything piling up inside of you that you couldn’t help it. Dabin panicked on the inside and quickly scooted closer, carefully laying his hand on your shoulder in an attempt to stop your cries.

“Hey, don’t cry! I hate seeing you cry (Name),” Dabin awkwardly wiped away your tears, while you could only let out a weak chuckle at his sweet attempts to lighten up your mood, “I mean, I do believe people will never accept us as who we are, because only the ones who wants to be our friends will really accept us as the real us. You have me, Barom, Scott, and the other guys here, and despite none of us having no knowledge on girly things, we can be decent friends! And I think you’re perfect just the way you are, even when you’re crying like this. I think you’re amazing: the quirky you, the talented you, the loving side of you, any sides of you! So if the girls ever say mean words again, you know you can come to me and I’ll show you what a fantastic person you are, and that you really don’t need to be fake, because I accept you as what you really are, as the real you.”

It was a minute later, when you gazed deeply into his eyes, that Dabin had realized the fiery speech he had just say. He coughed awkwardly to break the silence, because that was something really deep that he had just spat, but tonight was the first time he saw you smile genuinely today, as the tears that were now sliding from your cheeks were from joy. Your heart fluttered against its case, as there was so much love in Dabin’s eyes that you realized that none of the girls’ words mattered now, as if the horrible feeling that ate you up evaporated in seconds. Because you only needed one man to tell you that he accepted you for what you are, and that man was sitting right in front of you, the sweetest man you’ve ever known.

“That’s all that I need to hear, Hong Dabin,” You launched yourself at him, circling your arms on his neck and hugging the black haired rapper close, feeling immense gratefulness at how he can turn your mood upside down, “Thank you so much.” There was a chuckle coming from Dabin as you felt his body relax, his own arms protectively engulfing you to his warmth.

“You’re welcome, darling.” It took a lot for him to call you that, but it clearly made your heart beat faster that you were sure Dabin could even feel it. His words were soft spoken and heartfelt that you could hear the smile on his face.

Silence covered the both of you again, but it was a comfortable one, because you really need to recollect yourself and get whatever composure you have up. You knew you probably looked like a mess, but for once you didn’t want to hide away. Dabin’s arms were comfortable that you really didn’t felt like letting go. He also felt the same, because all that Dabin wanted to do was protect you from all the madness in this world. He was angry at himself for not being able to prevent this from happening, but he was also glad he could paint another smile on your face.

“So, what was the real reason you searched me tonight?” You could finally part away from his warmth, flashing a wide smile towards him. Dabin turned pink as he was reminded of the question he wanted to ask, as he took a deep breath before he asked you.    

“I was wondering— would you want to go get some food with me?” Dabin murmured, but it was audible to your ears that he didn’t need to repeat twice, “I mean, the sea food restaurants near the beach is open 24 hours. Or maybe we can get something else?” Happiness exploded inside of you when you thought your heart was already too overjoyed, because Dabin had finally asked to spend time together with you. And you were sure it wasn’t as an artist and his coworker, or as friends. And deep down the both of you liked how the night is unfolding.

“I thought the day you’ll ask will never come,” You chuckled, lacing your fingers with his as if you had done it plenty of times, because they fit so perfectly like a puzzle piece, “But I’m paying! Count this as a way to say thank you.” Dabin laughed, a wide grin on his face that was sure will never leave the night.

“Just being with you already makes me happy, (Name).”

Picture Perfect - Part 1

This is my entry for @thing-you-do-with-that-thing’s SPN Movie Night Challenge! I picked the romantic comedy, Picture Perfect

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Count: 2,089

Summary: The reader tries to convince Dean to be her fake fiance, so she can impress her boss and get a promotion. 

“Ok, everybody! Anyone have any questions? Comments? Concerns?” Your boss yells loudly at the end of your office meeting. “If you do, keep them to yourselves! It’s Friday so I don’t care!”

Your boss Tim jumps up and loosens his tie as he starts singing Can’t Stop The Feeling by Justin Timberlake around the conference room.

Your boss has always been a bit on the eccentric side. Almost like a version of Michael Scott, except dealing with it in real life is not that entertaining.

“Tim. Do you have a minute?” You ask trying to get his attention.

“I want to talk about my promotion.”

“What promotion, Y/N?” Tim says looking confused.


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