no but seriously guys why you did this

Ok, seriously guys? Why do you let me use tumblr after midnight? You should know better. I am looking at the two pictures now and the two men look nothing alike! LOL!

Anyway, some good did come out of that debacle, which is of course Jeller related. And I’ll come back to post it later because it is not 9 and I have a meeting at 10 and I am beyond not ready. LOL

The actual track names of reputation

1. *Clears throat*

2. BIG REPUTATION!! BIG REPUTATION!!

3. HAHDIDIDIDIDIDIDI DUH DUH JAH JAH

4. The note at 3:08

5. Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it? Isn’t it?

6. *CLAP CLAP*

7. one, two, three

8. *DING*

9. go, gO, GO!!!

10. jag-you-ares

11. the beat in the chorus

12. aah aah aah

13. *cackle*

14. the dolphin body roll song

15. the notes trailing off

are you a dinosaur or dragon person? are you a planets or stars person? are you a shiny or matte person?

Voltron but as things my family and friends have said/done

Part 2 right Here!


Shiro walks in and hears a crash from above: “What did you guys break now?” 

Pidge: That was the sound of my crashing hopes and dreams, Shiro! Hopes *Dramatic pause* and dreams…


Lance sitting across from Keith at a lunch table: If I put this butter in your hair, will you be mad at me?

Keith: *Throws applesauce at Lance*


Pidge looking at Coran’s Shoes: Why are you wearing socks with sandals?

Coran: Because it is Winter.


Hunk braiding Allura’s hair: Wow, it’s really soft, how do you do that?

Allura, very seriously: I dip it in the blood of my demons.

*Hunk lets go of the hair.*


*Lance singing along with a song on the computer*

Shiro: Can you quiet down, please?

*Lance puts headphones in his computer but continues to sing at the top of his lungs.*


Coran looking at baby pictures with Allura: Awe, look at you right here!

*Allura taking the picture from his hand and running off with it*: NO ONE SHALL EVER SEE THIS! IT WILL NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY!


Lance walking past Pidge: Whats up, Garbage?

Pidge: Nothing much, Trash.


Lance driving the car: Oh look Keith, cows!

*Keith glances at the cows then notices the cars about to swerve off the road*: LANCE!!!

*Lance straightens the car, avoiding the ditch*: What we were just going to go see the cows! *Laughs*

Keith: WE WERE GOING TO GO SEE JESUS!


Matt from inside the bathroom: Katie, can you come help me?

*Katie cautiously opening the bathroom door*:  What do you need my help with in there?

*Katie sees Matt covered in bubbles in the bathtub as the bubbles grow taller and tower over his head and spill over the tub*: 

Matt: The jets made them grow!! Help!!!

*Katie slowly closing the door*: I guess you could say your ‘Naked and Afraid!


*Acxa see Lotor messing with something by his locker*: Hey, what are you-

*Ezor is squished in the locker and Lotor is laughing uncontrollably*

Ezor: I wanted to see if I’d fit… I think I’m stuck guys!


*Hunk and Pidge out for lunch*

*Pidge drops a hot piece of Pizza on her legs*: Oh Mother F-

*Hunk motions at the Mother and child at the table next to them*

*Pidge under her breath*: Froot loops


*The team playing dodge ball*

*Keith trips and stumbles into Lance*: Sorry, so sorry!

Lance: Awe, you’re blushing!

*Shiro hitting Lance with a dodge ball*: Yes! Good job, Keith! Keep distracting the enemy!


Yeah, I thought it would be fun to put the weird things that the people I care about do, and mix it with my favorite show… *softly* what have I done?

SKAM S04E08 Clip 5 - Hope you have room

SANA: I’ve tried to write something.

CHRIS: To them?

SANA: Yes.

CHRIS: What did you write?

SANA: I wrote.. Hi. In the 9th grade, there was a social worker who told me I had an anger issue. I thought: Fuck her, she doesn’t understand shit. Because.. she didn’t understand shit. But now I’m wondering if she maybe was right. Because I am angry. I’m angry because I’m not Muslim enough and no matter what I do, I’m never Norwegian enough. And I’m not Moroccan enough and I’m not chill enough, not pretty enough. I’m angry because I made it so important to fit in on a russ bus. I’m angry because I don’t fit in anywhere. Because I always get angry and fuck up, but most of all I’m sad because it influenced you. Because that bus is not important to me. It’s not important to me to be muslim enough, or if I fit in with Moroccans or Norwegians.

[Because that bus is not important to me. It’s not important to me to be muslim enough, or if I fit in with Moroccans or Norwegians.

As long as I belong with you guys. The biggest losers in school.

I’m sorry for what I’ve done, I don’t give a shit if I’m expelled, just please, forgive me.

Sana]

[TO CHRIS: Are you coming?]

SARA: Do you know if they’re coming?

SANA: I think they’re coming.

INGRID: Because it’s a bit meaningless without them. Everyone here agree we won’t report it to the school?

SARA: You agree too, right? Did anyone have their last class with them or something?

GIRLS: No.

GIRL1: I saw Eva during the break, at least.

INGRID: They haven’t written to you or anything?

SANA: No.

INGRID: Maybe you could try calling them?

[Hey, you’ve reached Chris. I can’t pick up the phone right now, sorry..]

[Hey, you’ve reached Chris. I can’t..]

INGRID: But do you think Eva and Vilde wanted to report it to the school?

SANA: I don’t know.

SARA: But they haven’t said anything about it?

INGRID: But they understand that if they do that, we have to tell them why we made the Vilde account and that’ll influence you too.

SANA: I think they understand that.

INGRID: But seriously, how long are we supposed to be bothered with sitting here? It doesn’t seem like they’re coming.

GIRL1: There’s no point in sitting here..

GIRL2: What time is it anyway?

GIRL3: Ten to half past..

SARA: Should we just leave, you guys?

GIRLS: Yeah, let’s go.

[INCOMPREHENSIBLE CHATTER]

SARA: Let’s go.

THE GIRL SQUAD: SANA!!! SANA!! SANA!! SANA!! COME ON!! Look what we got!!

[YELLING]

SANA: Where did you get this? Was it you?

VILDE: IF YOU FUCK WITH SANA, YOU FUCK WITH US!

NOORA: Bye, bitches!

EVA: Bitches!

[MORE YELLING]

Watch out, Freddy! It’s the big bad demon guy!

He’s surely going to wreck your car, just like he did to everyone els–

…oh? What’s that you’ve got there?

A remote, at a frequency to override his car’s wireless controls! Brilliant!

Your random button-mashing is sending him out of control! Quickly, knock him off while you can!

Like, seriously Freddy, do it. He’s trying to kill you!

Uh… Freddy? Hello? It’s only minorly inconveniencing him the way you’re doing it right now….

Why are you still… look, just push your thumb half an inch to the right, and hold it for two seconds. He’ll go off the cliff.

Demon guy goes over the ledge, which activates the parachute every car has in this race, just in case he isn’t really the monster you think he is… it’s safe either way.

…he’s getting away, Fred. 

Seriously, buddy, he was a second away from killing Shaggy and Scooby in a huge fireball yesterday, and is trying very hard to kill you right this second

You might want to do something about this.

Oh, look, he was able to calmly walk back to the drivers’ seat.

Right before presumably spending a few minutes futzing around with his seat settings.

Oh, look, he rammed into the Mystery Machine as hard as he could.

Oh, look, the force somehow made you throw the remote out the window.

Oh golly gee, would you look at that.

IF ONLY THERE HAD BEEN SOME WAY OF AVOIDING THIS TERRIBLE, LIFE-THREATENING HAPPENSTANCE.

#realmysteriesofScoobyDoo

SKAM S04E05 Clip 5 - Imagine all the people living life in peace

ESKILD: “You’re the one called Elias, right?”
EVA: Elias is your brother?
ESKILD: Then I go up to him and then I stroke him, just a little bit on his side at first, then I feel like a shiver going up his spine. *Gag noises* Then he left pretty quickly, but he seemed open for more fun.
CHRIS: Are you crazy?
EVA: Stop! I can send you the money.
CHRIS: Send me the money? What?
EVA: I can send it! How much is it? Hello!
CHRIS: 112.
EVA: It doesn’t!
CHRIS: 112 for a beer.
EVA: I can give you..
CHRIS: 112,50. 112,40..
[Are you coming?]
EVA: 112,40?
CHRIS: Point 40.
[John Lennon - Imagine]
EVEN: Thank you!
CHRIS: Oh my God
SANA: Yeah..
CHRIS: Yeah..
SANA: Oh, I love you so much.

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Meme War

Tony has created a chatroom.

Tony has invited Sam, Steve, Bucky, Wanda, Nat, Bruce, Peter, Thor, Vision and Scott.

Tony: Okay so, me and Bruce worked real hard on this one.

Nat: Bruce and I, just FYI.

Tony: We created a special program that should keep anyone out that we don’t want in.

Tony: So they shouldn’t be able to get in.

Tony: Oh fuck off.

Scott: Wait who can’t get in and why?

Bucky: So how sure are you they won’t be able to get in?

Thor: Sir Ant-Man, I believe they are discussing Lady Y/n and Sir Clinton.

Bruce: I am hundred percent positive they can’t get in.

Peter: Um guys, I am a little bit confused. What did they do?

Sam: Well Thank Goodness.

Steve: I had enough of that nonsense.

Tony: Nope, just me and my buddy Bruce.

Vision: Peter, I believe it’s called a meme war.

Wanda: My buddy Bruce and I.

Tony: Will you stop correcting my grammar?

Steve: Will you start making proper sentences?

Tony: Oh you too, Steve?

Scott: Seriously, so that’s why you blocked them out?

Scott: Party breakers.

Sam: Well Tic-Tac, you don’t see memes all around the tower.

Wanda: I wouldn’t mind seeing them, if they didn’t suck.

Peter: Well some of them were good.

Steve: On who’s side are you now Peter?

Tony: Hey leave the kid alone.

Peter: I am just saying.

Y/N has entered the chat.

Y/N has added Clint.

Bucky: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?

Vision: I am not fully sure how this happened.

Vision: My computer doesn’t acquire that kind of information.

Sam: YOU SAID THIS WOULDN’T HAPPEN?

Bruce: But how?

Nat: I will seriously kill you two imbecilic.

Nat has left the chat.

Bruce: There was a special password that they need to guess before entering, and it’s not that easy.

Clint: Oh you mean “Y/N and Clint aren’t allowed in this chat”?

Clint: Pretty easy to me.

Wanda: Typical Tony.

Wanda: Now you should create a program that’s not gonna allow Tony to leave the chat.

Steve: Seriously Tony?

Thor: Interesting thinking, Lady Wanda.

Scott: Yeah, let’s torture Iron Man.

Scott: Who’s with me??

Bruce: I swear to God, I’m going to strangle you.

Bruce: Without turning green.

Y/N:        

           

Tony: Alright there buddy, calm down.

Vision has left the chat.

Tony has been disconnected

Bruce has left the chat.

Wanda: Someone’s gonna get their ass beaten.

Clint: Hey Vision

Vision: Yes, Mr. Barton?

Clint: How’s your vision?

Clint: Because

Clint:

Vision has left the chat.

Thor: Humans.

Thor: I would rather be stuck whit my idiot brother Loki, than you two.

Thor has left the chat.

Peter: Huh, good one.

Steve: I don’t get it.

Sam: This is so stupid.

Bucky: Lame.

Peter: I mean, buu, it sucks.

Y/N:

Clint: Hell yeah, Y/N, hell yeah.

Peter has left the chat.

Y/N: Yaiks, think I got him too hard.

Y/N: Poor little baby.

Sam: Then go suck his dick for comfort.

Sam:

Clint: Shit Y/N

Y/N:

Bucky: Y/N can I film it when you kill him?

Wanda: I’ll hold your hair so you don’t mess it.

Sam:

Scott: I will bring popcorn

Steve: I’ll plan a funeral.

Clint: I’ll bring memes.

Bucky: Oh dude, you know you’re going down.

Wanda: Harder than titanic.

Bucky: But not the way you’d like to.

Sam:

Sam: 

Y/N:

Bucky: GO Y/N, GO Y/N.

Clint:

Scott: Look guys what I’ve found.

Scott:

Wanda: HAHAHAHAHAHA

Steve: What is this?

Bucky: This is life

Y/N: Yasss Scott.

Clint: Good one.

Steve: I don’t get it.

Sam: Hilarious.

Steve: You gusy suck.

Steve has left the chat.

Y/N: BUT TONY SWALLOWS.

Clint: HAHAHAHAH.

Wanda has left the chat.

Sam has left the chat

Scott has left the chat.

Bucky has left the chat.

Clint: what the heck?

Y/N: They think their cool.

Clint: Let’s do something

Y/N: what?

Clint: Okay meet me in the training room in 5.

Clint: I have something great planned out.

Y/N: Can’t wait.

Clint has left the chat.

Y/N:

Y/N: Just had too.

Y/N has left the chat.


I dont even know anymore.

Why You Guys Need to Stop Boycotting The 100

Time for a rant:
First off let me say I’m a clexa shipper, so I went through the same thing you guys did when Lexa died. But what I’m about to rant about is more serious than any fictional ship.
Okay, for all of you people who’re not watching The 100 anymore because you’re upset, that’s fine! It’s completely okay to stop watching a show you no longer like. But to you shits who’re actively trying to get The 100 cancelled and boycotting it, stop. Seriously, you guys may think that you’re doing the right thing and trying to stop queer bating but you’re destroying tons of innocent people’s livelihood. You’re trying to cancel a show that’s queer bated, which it bad, but that was a decision that was made by a few. You’re taking away the jobs of tons of people for instance, Eliza Taylor, Lindsey Morgan, Bob Morley, Marie Avgeropoulos, Devon Bostick, Henry Ian Custick, Richard Harmon, Paige Turco, Chris Larkin, Isaiah Washington, Zach McGowan, cinematographer, floor manager, graphics coordinator, stage manager, makeup artists, production manager, technical directors, stunt coordinators, video control operator, composer, colorist, editors, foley artist, costume designer, location manager, production and set designer, etc. Should I go on? And I know what you guys are saying, that they’ll be better off working on something that’s not the show, but not if the show gets cancelled! They’re way less likely to get hired (maybe even ever again) if the show gets cancelled, it looks bad for them. Name one successful actor from a failed tv show. Hmmm, don’t really know anyone do you? And then think about some minor workers on the set who might not even get a job ever again if The 100 gets cancelled. All because you guys had to have a fit and demand the show gets cancelled, stop being a baby and realize that people have jobs and aren’t as privileged to have everything handed to them, they work, and you’re taking away the work from them. It’s as simple as that. Yes, I get you’re upset about Lexa but please look at the bigger picture. So next time I hear someone trying to boycott The 100, you better be ready for me setting a fire in your ass.

Storage Room (M)

Originally posted by seagulljjk

╳ Pairing: Jungkook x Reader

╳ Genre: (one shot) smut 

╳ Summary: You didn’t know that accidentally being locked in a storage room with Jungkook could turn out to be so fun.


All you wanted to do was go to the mall by yourself and have a relaxing day but no, of course that can’t happen. You were just walking by a store, glancing at a display window, admiring a cute outfit until you heard screams. You quickly whipped your head around to see a swarm of girls coming at you. You had no time to think before you got pushed into the store, the employees freaking out trying to shut the door, and a guy in all black pacing back and forth.

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AMERICAN GODS SENTENCE STARTERS

episode six - a murder of gods.

  • ❝ you saved me. thank you. ❞
  • ❝ you already know my name. ❞
  • ❝ what are they ?
  • ❝ oh motherfucker, you never just answer a fucking question
  • ❝ that’s not a question, ___ , a question would be: what do you believe you saw ?
  • ❝ i don’t know what i believe. ❞
  • ❝ it was a warning to me, and a sacrifice to them. ❞
  • ❝ sacrifice ? like –– like what, for –– for a god ?
  • ❝ what’s a god ? can we even know they exist ? people believe things, which means they’re real. that means we know they exist. so what came first ? gods ? or the people who believed in them ?
  • ❝ where was all this before i met you ?
  • ❝ there’s always a window. but people are frightened to look through it. it’s safer in the prison cell. ❞
  • ❝ we’re not safe now. ❞
  • ❝ who are you ?
  • ❝ i believe in some things. ❞
  • ❝ your wife obviously has a temper. not used to getting her way, huh
  • ❝ your dearly departed has departed and i suggest we should do the same. ❞
  • ❝ was she a ghost ? i mean, do you think you saw a ghost ?
  • ❝ you know, you’re not questioning any of this. i’m questioning everything right now. ❞
  • ❝ i’m not so young nor so narrow to assume the dead are dead, and there’s no spectrum or spectral in between. in my experience, the dead that aren’t rarely come back without purpose. ❞
  • ❝ her purpose was to let you go, now get in. ❞
  • ❝ now you’ve seen who’s after us, and you know what they’re capable of. you can hang around here if you want, but i’m getting out of here. ❞
  • ❝ fuck ! where the fuck is my car !
  • ❝ yes, it does belong to the dead woman, i am the dead woman. where’s my fucking car
  • ❝ first piece of luck i’ve had in days. ❞
  • ❝ worse things out tonight than you. ❞
  • ❝ isn’t she lovely ?
  • ❝ i’ve done the math. this times that equals you’re a cunt, divided by the only way i’m gonna get what i need is if you give it to me equals the only way you’re gonna give it to me is if you don’t need it. ❞
  • ❝ like my friend jesus christ, the only thing you need, ___ , is resurrection. ❞
  • ❝ did you just name drop jesus christ like you know a guy who knows a guy ?
  • ❝ i can be very convincing. ❞
  • ❝ is this you being convincing now ? because you suck at it. ❞
  • ❝ i’m trying to convince you to live. real living. not whatever rot living this is. ❞
  • ❝ why don’t you put that on your fucking scales and weigh it
  • ❝ what the fuck are you ? i mean, what the fuck are any of you, but first, tell me, what the fuck are you ? seriously, what the fuck are you ?!
  • ❝ please stop stealing my cab. ❞
  • ❝ i have been traveling in the direction of mecca for days, looking for a jinn. ❞
  • ❝ i’ll tell you where to find a whole murder of gods, demi and otherwise. every god damned one of them. ❞
  • ❝ i know a charm that can lift grief from a grieving heart. ❞
  • ❝ do you know a charm that can stop bleeding ?
  • ❝ i know a charm that can cure sickness and pain and a charm that can turn away the weapons of enemies. i know a charm that can heal with a touch. ❞
  • ❝ excuse the cold hands. ❞
  • ❝ there’s always been a god shaped hole in man’s head. trees were the first to fill it. ❞
  • ❝ mr. wood was the trees, mr. wood was the forest. see, he was a very old god who saw something very new. he saw a god fearing society turn towards complete industrialization. so what did he do ? he sacrificed his trees, he sacrificed his forest, and he became something else. ❞
  • ❝ well, at this stage it’s ‘we’ll see’, or, ‘time will tell’, but if it’ll rest your weary head, then yeah, it’s gone. ❞
  • ❝ religion inspires in those who fear nothing, fear of the gods, and using that fear requires a certain element of fucked up. ❞
  • ❝ i’m not scared of anything anymore. ❞
  • ❝ i’m scared you’re never gonna shut that flapping hole of yours. i’m sitting here having a fucking anxiety attack because i am genuinely terrified that you are never gonna shut the fuck up. ❞
  • ❝ did you kill ___ ? i won’t tell. ❞
  • ❝ my name is ___. or … it was ___. i do not know what my name is now. ❞
  • ❝ i just realized that i’m never gonna see my mother again. i’m never gonna hear her say my name again. i’m never gonna eat her cooking again. ❞
  • ❝ are you dead ?
  • ❝ this is my afterlife, ___. ❞
  • ❝ did you pray for another life
  • ❝ i do not pray to ask god for things. i pray to thank god, for bringing me where i am. to this time, to this place, where i finally know what i must do in this life. ❞
  • ❝ i pray i find ___. he is my afterlife. i knew him. we knew each other. and now i wish to know more. ❞
  • ❝ people will defend the warm safe feeling their america gives them. they will defend it with bullets. ❞
  • ❝ less a funeral than a celebration of a sacrifice. ❞
  • ❝ if i know my friend, somebody got tossed into the volcano. ❞
  • ❝ this was a human sacrifice ❞ 
  • ❝ that’s him. head of the crowd. the one they flock to. ❞
  • ❝ please, go in peace. ❞
  • ❝ what rock did you crawl out from under ?
  • ❝ playing a little hide and seek. hiding from the proverbial them, and seeking … you. ❞
  • ❝ i need you to believe in me. ❞
  • ❝ i’ve heard your name on the wind. ❞
  • ❝ we’re at war already, and we’re losing. you, me, all of us. they’re taking honey from our mouths. ❞
  • ❝ i have no use for shame. ❞
  • ❝ it’s easier to pass for the living in the dark, if i felt the need to pass. ❞
  • ❝ your heart’s not beating for this life anymore, ___. this life is done. ❞
  • ❝ that doesn’t obligate him to feel shit. ❞
  • ❝ perhaps i misjudged the kiss. ❞
  • ❝ death do us part, take the fucking hint. he’s gone. your man came, saw you, tasted death on your tongue, and he fucking left. ❞
  • ❝ your kind of love, ___, is the worst kind of love of them all. you can love somebody even when you know they don’t like it. even when you know they don’t want it. ❞
  • ❝ that’s some profound fucking knowledge for you right there, wrapped up in a quaint sexual metaphor. ❞
  • ❝ people do tend to behave if they know they’re being watched. they like being watched. ❞
  • ❝ somebody’s watching. somebody’s always watching. ❞
  • ❝ what did you do to become the god of this little universe that you’ve created ?
  • ❝ you’re no stranger to sacrifice. ❞
  • ❝ they don’t sacrifice anymore. not to me. ❞
  • ❝ you could always sacrifice yourself. you’ve done it before. ❞
  • ❝ you ever see a man hanged, ___ ? throat crushed, gasping for life. it’s a terrible way to find your faith. faith doesn’t have to leave the faithful dangling. ❞
  • ❝ you are what you worship. ❞
  • ❝ the power of fire is firepower. ❞
  • ❝ not god, but godlike. and they believe. ❞
  • ❝ god bless the believers. ❞
  • ❝ i’ll make you a blade worthy of a god. ❞
  • ❝ i know who he is, and who he’s always been. i can depend on that. ❞
  • ❝ you’re not here at the moment. you’re distracted. i wonder why. ❞
  • ❝ she’s out in the cold, but … she doesn’t feel it anymore. or maybe … maybe it’s all she feels, now. ❞
  • ❝ they make blood sacrifices to you. ❞
  • ❝ you could use a blood sacrifice. ❞
  • ❝ you sold us out. ❞
  • ❝ you saw what i was. i was a story people forgot to remember to tell. and they gave me a gun. they put power back in my hands. and i gotta tell you; it feels good. ❞
  • ❝ i never needed my religion to be moral. ❞
  • ❝ moralizing religions are materialistic ones. they all need their martyrs. ❞
  • ❝ i’m laying down a curse. i’m cursing the whole fucking thing. ❞
  • ❝ god is great. ❞
  • ❝ life is great. ❞
compassion. | 1

Originally posted by jeonsshi

2 | 3

not requested.

“Your ass looks great.” “Will you fuck off for a second?”

“You’ve really fucked me over this time.”

“Please let me in.”

genre: fuckboi!jungkook, roommate!jungkook, possibly smut in the future? angstish for now tbh

How you ended up with the world’s biggest fuckboy as your roommate, you don’t know; actually you did but still why you stayed you don’t know. This was seriously one of the world’s wonders; there were no common interests or reasons we had to get along but somehow we both ended up in this place together. You had been placed in the same apartment thanks to your friend Jimin who was moving to his own place and he said he’d look for a roommate for you, you didn’t expect that guy to move the worst person he could possibly choose into your home.

“I’m sorry, okay? He needed a place to stay after getting kicked out of Youngjae’s place.”, Jimin sympathetically told you whilst you tried to enjoy a meal. “If they kicked out, what makes you think I want him?” “Come on, he’s like a younger brother to me, he’s your age. Give him a chance?” “He’s literally the worst, since the day I met him I’ve wanted to murder him.” “Jeez, you need to stop hanging out with Yoongi.” “Besides the point, Jimin.” “I’m sorry, just give him a chance, if you can’t stand him, just leave, come to me, I don’t care, but give it a go. I kinda do wanna live on my own now?” “Am I the problem?”, you asked unamused by his hectic argument. “No, no, it’s not you, it’s just easier to get to work and school from my new place. You’re always welcome over if you need to stay or something, don’t worry.” “Fine, this is all for you Park Jimin.”

The things you do for this guy; you had a soft spot for Jimin, he was like an older brother to you. The one you never had, he really needed a roommate and soon you became friends, that was after realising you guys had mutual friends. Well, now you were living with Jungkook for Jimin’s sake.


It wasn’t too bad at first, neither of you spoke to each other and when he did attempt to make conversation you would simply tell him: “Did we agree on talking at this time or am i hearing things?”, causing him to sigh and give up on trying to gain your friendship. Other times you were forced to speak to him, like when he was in front of the fridge, the stove, the microwave or the door. “Move out the way dickead.”, you told him after he was blocking the entrance to the bathroom. “That’s not how you pronounce Jungkook!”, he pouted as he dried his hair with a towel. “Was I trying to pronounce your name? I don’t think so and you’re still in the way!” “My apologies, my lady.” He would always attempt to joke around with you and be friendly, but you assumed he was doing so to be civil not to be friends with you after he dropped you and Isla back in high school, even if you weren’t friends with Isla anymore, it still sucked.

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Hawkins’ sweetheart  (Billy Hargrove imagine)

► Summary: When the reader comes back to Hawkins she doesn’t expect that Billy Hargrove, the new boy in town, is going to suppose such an important piece on her messed up life.

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► Pair: Billy Hargrove x reader

► Warnings: Some swearing

Author’s notes: So this is supposed to be the first part of a mini series I already have on my mind (And my notebook) so if you like this part and want the rest of them make me know! English is not my first language so sorry if there’s any grammar or spelling mistake. (Special gratitude to @oldvoicesinmyhead for helping me with my writer’s block with this story)

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“You sure you want to go back to school this soon?” You looked at the woman on the driver’s seat and smile. You knew she was only worried about you. Visiting your mother was always hard for you, a true roller coaster that left you exhausted and besides there was the planes you had to take to get to Washington.
“Totally sure Kelly… I’ve missed being a normal teen. God! I’ve even missed this town” She chuckled and her eyes went to you for a few seconds before locking them on the road again. “I mean it, you don’t have to worry, besides I’m looking forward to meet my friends and Steve, I’ve really missed that little dumbass.”

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Butterflies in my tummy

PFFFFFF GUESS WHOS BACK WRITING PRINXIETY

ME

THE BITCH

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Roman swallowed thickly, his legs trembling a bit. A took three deep breaths and closed his eyes, the hands tight around the flowers.

As soon as he opened his eyes again, after sinking down, he felt the heaviness in his eyes. He blinked his eyes open, biting his bottom lip, his breath shaking again. That room still gave him the creeps.

“Of course it does Roman, you’ve been here what? Two times?” he asked to himself, sighing and shaking his head. “Focus. Focus” he looked around again and froze, seeing the other trait in the kitchen, making something. Probably hot chocolate.

Thankful for being wearing his socks, he walked to the kitchen slowly, his body trembling as he approached the dark figure. He held back a groan as he pushed his hair away from his face. This whole ‘being anxious’ thing was too annoying for his liking. He approached the trait slowly, moving the hand with the flowers to his back and the other over his shoulder, touching him.

That… earned a jump and two wide eyes turning to him, before he relaxed.

“Roman, for god’s sake, why did you come here so… quietly?” Virgil asked, putting his mug down and turning around. He furrowed his eyebrows, lifting his hand and pushing Roman’s fringe off his face. “You guys get ruined when you come down here, seriously” he chuckled and Roman smiled a bit, shrugging.

“Make up is nice sometimes” he said and fixed his back, cleaning his throat. “I… um… I came here because… well… You know, after our little fall out the otrher day…”

“Roman” he said, and he looked at Virgil, who was smiling softly. “Don’t sweat it. I forgave you guys and you guys forgave me. It’s all settled now yeah?”

“Yeah…” he mumbled and bit his lip as Virgil turned away to grab his mug and turned around again. “Still An… Virgil” he tried, and he looked up again. “I still feel sorry. I was the last to accept you… at least to myself” he chuckled and looked down before he sighed. “Just… here” he pulled the flowers from his back, handing the black roses to Virgil. “I thought they would… give a little life to the place”

“Oh…” he mumbled and slowly the flowers were taken away from Roman’s hand. “I’ll find a vase for it, wait a second” he said, rushing around and grabbing a big glass, filling it with water and putting the flowers in before returning, smiling. “Thank you Roman. That was really nice of you”

“Maybe I’m learning with Patton” he chuckled quietly and looked at the other trait, tilting his head. “But can I… Can I do something else?”

“What?” Virgil asked, eyes narrowing. Roman chuckled and shrugged.

“Close your eyes”

“Your eye shadow is getting darker, why are you anxious?”

“Just close your eyes if you trust me”

Virgil narrowed his eyes before slowly closing them, a frown on his face. Roman’s heart fluttered at the act of trust and he took a deep breath, leaning close, a bit down, tilting his head and closing his eyes.

Their lips touched, and he expected a slap on his face.

Nothing came.

He pulled away, eyes fluttering open, and Virgil was there, his eyes still closed, lips slightly parted, makeup almost gone. He opened his eyes slowly, eyes shining, looking at Roman and making him gasp quietly. He was so beautiful…

“Roman…” he breathed out, lifting one hand to his lips, and Roman chuckled nervously, his body squirmy and weird, insecure.

“I kind of discovered… that all the hatred I felt was actually… me denying myself” he mumbled and scratched the back of his head. “Sorry for giving you so much problem… All these months, and now even”

“Roman?” he asked, and Roman looked at him. “Close your mouth”

“D-did I”

“Shut it” Virgil groaned and grabbed his face, kissing him again and making Roman close his eyes and melt against the trait, holding his waist and pulling him close, just as Virgil slid his arms around his neck, pulling him down and tilting his head, deepening the kiss and tangling his fingers on Roman’s hair.

It wasn’t fireworks.

But there were definitely some butterflies in his stomach.

My Brother’s Enemy

Originally posted by forsythpjones

Request: Sweet Pea x Andrews Reader where Archie see Sweet Pea dropping off his little sister at night. And he sees you sneak into the house and decides to confront you about it.

Archies POV

Movie night with Ronnie was a success. No one was barging to keep my door wide open, no one to tell me to turn down the tv, and no one to ruin the moment Ronnie and I had in the middle of the movie. I was cleaning up after Ronnie left when it hit me I knew my dad was at a town meeting but Y/N was quiet. Too quiet if you ask me, She would have done something to interrupt Veronica’s and I little moment. But there was nothing she didn’t even come down when I said I brought her Pop’s. She loves Pop’s I should probably go check on her. I went upstairs to knock on her door but there was only silence

“Y/N you okay? Can I come in ?”

Again nothing at this point I start freaking out. I try to open her door but it’s locked she never locks her door. Something is wrong what if the Black Hood came back to hurt my family? What if Y/N was his next target and I was with Ronnie the whole night in my room not giving a second thought about my sister. I knock down the door at once only to find her room empty. Everything in place no sign of struggle. Where the hell could she be? I reach for my phone in hopes she answers and she does.

“H-Hey Arch whats up”

It sounded like she had a frog in her throat like something was distracting her

“ Where are you and why was your door locked? I thought the Black Hood broke into the house and killed you.”

“I’m fine Archie I just went to Pop’s to get a milkshake since you forgot to get me one. I’ll be home soon kay. Bye”

“ Y/n”

She did not just hang up on me.

Y/N POV

I did not want to be in the same house as Archie and Veronica, yea I get it you guys are horny teenagers but seriously when I’m home.Archie could have told me to leave so he could have his moment. so before their thing could even get started I decided to call my boyfriend Sweet Pea. we have been dating ever since Jughead transferred to Southside High. He acts all tough on the outside but on the inside when he’s with me he is the sweetest boy in all of Riverdale.

“Hey baby girl whats up”

“Pea can you come pick me up at my place?”

“Sure are you okay?”

“ Yea I’m fine its just Archie and Veronica are having a date night and I don’t feel like hearing them having sex next to my room you know”

“One gross and two I’m on my way beautiful”

“Thanks, Sweet Pea call me when your here”

It didn’t take Sweet Pea long to get to my house. I knew I could leave throw the front door, so I locked my door so Archie thinks I’m asleep and I’ll leave throw my window. I mean Sweet Pea sneaks up here all the time I mean how hard could it be to get down from a two-story window right. Boy was I wrong, how does Pea even get up here. My phone rings interrupting my train of thought.

“Babe I’m outside”

“ Sweets Could you come to my bedroom window, please?”

“Oh trust me I have a perfect view “

I look down my window to see SP looking up at me with his famous smirk.

“Need some help escaping your castle, Princess?”

“I don’t get how you do this so easily”

“Just jump I”ll catch you”

“Promise?”

“Promise… now hurry up before your idiot brother hears us”

I grabbed my bag and my jacket and looked down my window. Even with SP ready to catch me I was still scared. But I know Sweet Pea will catch me he would let me get hurt. I closed my eyes and jumped down to him nearly letting out a scream. I open my eye to meet beautiful dark brown eye that belonged to the one and only Sweet Pea.

“Told ya I would catch you. You wanna head to my place?”

But before he put me down I grabbed his face a gave him a long-awaited kiss.

  “Lets bounce Sweets”

At Sweet Pea’s Trailer

I get out of SP truck and follow him to his trailer. It’s funny how I spend the majority of my time here. Jeez, I even have some close here and same at my place with SP’s clothes. Well mostly because I steal them from him.

“Home sweet home am I right baby girl”

 “Home Sweet Home is right Pea. So what do you wanna do?”

“You wanna watch a movie or something”

 “Sure sounds great.”

Halfway throw the movie I got a bit warm so I took off my jacket leaving me in my white tank top. SP took this as an opportunity to put his arm around my shoulders to bring me closer to him. He then started to play with my hair I didn’t think anything of it because he usually plays with my hair if we are spooning in his bed. I finally noticed once I felt his lips on my neck. In all honesty, I didn’t want to stop him it felt too good. So I move my neck more to the side to give him full access. Who would have thought my night would end up like my brother’s. I let out a soft moan as SP finds my sweet spot.

“You wanna take this to my room?”

 Before I could answer Sweet Pea’s question my phone starts rings. Pea lets out a low growl and grabbed my phone to see who was calling me and I see that it was Archie. Sweet Pea answers the phone and hands it to me as he continues to kiss my neck and jaw.

“H-Hey Arch Whats up?

  “Where are you and why was your door locked? I thought the Black Hood broke into the house and killed you.”

“I’m fine Archie I just went to Pop’s to get a milkshake since you forgot to get me one…. I’ll be home soon kay. Bye” 

After I hang up on Archie I let out a moan. The whole time I was on the phone with Archie I knew Sweet Pea was giving me a hickey.

  “Your an asshole you know.”

“So, you love this asshole.” he just keeps kissing my neck trying to give me another hickey.

  “Pea seriously stop I have to go home. Archie already knows I’m not home I have to go.”

SP lets another low growl and pulls away from my neck. He looks at me with the most serious look and says

“You so owe me.”

  “I’ll make next time worth your wild Pea”

“I’ll keep you to your word. Now let get you home Princess before the dragon comes looking for you.”

At the Andrews Residents

  “Did we really need to take your bike?”

“What can blame me for wanting my girls arms around me. Well we have made it to your castle Princess and with the dragon looking right at us.”

  “Well then why don’t we give him a show to look at.”

And with that you got off Sweet Pea’s bike and gave him a long passionate kiss. SP pulls away only to get off his bike to give Archie another show, him making out with his little sister. This made Archie so made He came out the house ready to punch Sweet Pea but by the time he got to his sister SP was long gone.

“What the hell Y/N! Why were you with that thug of a serpent. He could have killed you, you know. Wait are you two dating?”

You just simple walk you to your house and go upstairs and ignore Archie until he got upstairs

“You are not allowed to see him ever again. You hear me he’s dangerous.”

  “Oh like your girlfriends dad. He is who you should be worried about not me and Sweet Pea now if you don’t mind I have to fix my door because someone knocked it down.”

“Hey this conversation isn’t over Y/N”

  “Yea it is”


I hope you enjoy your request and I’m sorry for any error this is my first Imagine and I hope I made you all proud

Uptown Girl

Summary: Y/N comes from one of the richest families in New York. Peter crushes hard on her but knows they could never happen.

AN: hi i’ve come back from the dead lol (this is also gonna be in peter’s POV)

Peter Parker x Reader 

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Originally posted by spiderholland

“Are you coming over tonight?” My friend, Ned Leeds, said.

“I can’t. I have the Stark internship.” I opened my locker to avoid looking at him. He would see right through my lies.

“Again? Didn’t you go there yesterday too?” Ned leaned against the locker beside me.

“Well, Mr. Stark expects me to work hard. I don’t wanna let him down.”

“Don’t you think you’re working a little too hard?” Ned crossed his arms.

“No! I just want to-”

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