pretty girl is nothing if she

- Comment mater une fille sans que ta copine te crame ! (FB: Wil Aime)

oh putain 

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Its crazy how much attention this post is getting, but bc a lot of you are asking for it to be translated HERE YA GO!

-Watches pretty girl until his girlfriend catches him looking

“OK, she caught me. I have little time, she is turning to see what I was watching and then she will see her,  no need to be a genius to guess what will happen.”

-Girlfriend slaps him

“I must find a distraction to avoid this. Maybe something less suspicious. Well, I’ve found, my phone. I just need to act like I’ve received a cute message, she wont know who sent me it so she will busy with her jealousy. It’s risky but it can work.”

-He smiles and laughs at his phone

Her: “What?”

Him: “No, nothing”

Her: “But tell me who it is?”

Him: “No I just received a new messaged”

Her: “From who?”

“What about now ? what about if I find a new diversion to keep watching this girl”

-Makes gesture to make girlfriend believe she has something in her teeth

my entire life i was told that boys are violent but girls are worse because we’re “catty.” i was told that a catty girl was my enemy, that they used whip tongues in place of fists to start things i couldn’t erase of out my skin. i saw this cattiness wherever i was told it would live. it was in pretty girls with nice lipstick and it was in the girls who studied too much to ever come to the parties and it was in my own group of friends. when i came home crying about something, i was often reminded that girls are catty bitches and if we were boys we’d just punch each other and be done with it. 

but it was boys who first started making fun of how i looked, of what mess my face was like, of the fat on my thighs. and it was girls who showed me how to apply makeup, patiently waiting with me in the bathroom mirror to show how not to cry while i applied it to the waterline. they agreed to go on diets with me even when they hated salad. they agreed to scoop buckets of ice cream into our bellies at midnight when i was upset about something minor.

it was boys who were snippy about my grades, it was a man who first said that because i was a girl i was bad at math and i’d stay that way. it was boys who started making fun of the one time i got a 34 on a math test when my mother had been in the hospital the night before. it was girls who held my hand during this, who stayed with me through hours of library studies, who explained over and over in gel pens and pretty handwriting exactly what i was missing. it was girls who taught me to color-code and to highlight and how to stay up all night, it was girls who cheered with me when i got nothing lower than a B. 

it was a boy who taught my friend that she could talk down to me like i was trash. it was a boy who started drama between us. it was a boy who wouldn’t listen or talk it out or find a solution. he’d say angry hurtful things and expect us to listen. it was girls who fixed me after this. they taught me how to make good and positive friends. how to stay away from the girls who really are toxic ones. how to be proud of others and not competitive. how to give genuine compliments, how to accept them, how to be comfortable with who i am and what has happened.

i was told all my life that there was a “type” of girl to avoid. she was probably wearing ugg boots and shorts or drinking a latte or picking out lush products or doing literally anything that girls like to do for themselves, she was catty. girls are catty. when they fight, it’s a catfight. (we were many animals besides this. vixen. pig. fox. bitch. cow. mother hen. whale. but always, for some reason: feline and both sex kitten and dangerous weapon).

girls, i find, are defensive. we wear our hands up, waiting for the hit. girls who are sick of getting hit get “bitchy.” they are fierce, they take what they want, they’ll mess you up for saying the wrong thing about their friend. and girls, who are unwilling to simply take insults without lashing back with something: they’re catty. and when boys bully others and spread nasty gossip and start drama: well, they’re just boys. they’ll fight it out, or something. 

how much i regret believing that girls weren’t my safety net. how many friends i was scared to make because i was intimated by them. so many loving people. out of fear of what? of a tongue someone else has tattooed on them? 

By Way of Spontaneity (End)

Summary: On a whim, Bucky declares you to be his girlfriend to his grandma and mother. They’re eager to meet you and he asks you to pretend to be with him for just one dinner with his family. But is that really all?

Word Count: 1,185

Warnings: None.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12

A/N: Thank you for coming on this journey with me! Here’s to the next series! <3 

Originally posted by buckysqueenbitch


Bucky felt like a lab rat, being observed and analyzed to the deepest parts of himself. Fidgeting, he glared at Steve and Peggy. “What?”

“What?” scoffed Steve. “We should be asking you that. What the hell is going on, Bucky? You don’t really look like you care so much that your girlfriend is cheating on you.”

Bucky raised a finger and gave him a cheeky smile. “Actually, I have fed you the incorrect information?”

“Fed us?” asked Peggy, voice filled with indignation. “What are we, your pets?”

“I’m just sayin’! I haven’t been completely honest with you.”

“Then what is the truth, Buck? Because it’s all pretty confusing right about now, and your ‘girlfriend’ is not exactly the best of persons at the moment,” said Steve, crossing his arms over his chest. He looked every bit the part of a father and Bucky stopped himself from teasing his cousin.

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GENDER IS CONFUSING

SEXUALITY IS CONFUSING

FEELINGS ARE CONFUSING

EVERYTHING IS CONFUSING

Praise Kink

In which Harry is incredibly nervous and y/n knows just how to calm him down.

A/N: WELL I did it. Barely.  I managed to get this finished before Harry’s single dropped so that I’ll be able to freak out in peace tonight.  I hope you enjoy because this is… kinda filthy.  LOVE YA BUY SIGN OF THE TIMES ON ITUNES!

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“Hey, Dean. Have you seen,” Sam started, but promptly started choking as Dean walked by him.

“Dude. You smell like sex. You didn’t bring a random girl back to the bunker, did you?” Sam pleaded, trying desperately not to cover his nose.

“Not random. Nope,” Dean responded as he crossed the kitchen.

“Speaking of girls, you seen Y/N? She didn’t sleep in her room last night. She must’ve been enjoying her unattached drifter Christmas too,” Sam chuckled.

Dean narrowed his eyes at Sam before answering. “Yeah, I’ve seen her. And she most certainly was,” Dean smirked to himself, heading for the coffee.

“Man. You didn’t?” Sam asked.

“Oh I did. Have you seen that girl? I’m pretty sure I love her,” Dean confessed.

“Love?” Sam scoffed.

“What?” Dean shrugged, reaching for the coffee pot.

Just then you stepped into the doorway in nothing but one of Dean’s button ups.

“Mornin’,” you yawned, stretching your hands above your head.

Dean turned to look at you at the same time Sam lifted is head.

“Damn,” they both muttered.

Dean glared at Sam again before setting down his coffee and closing the gap between you.

“You look beautiful in that,” Dean said, grabbing his shirt and yanking you against him roughly. His lips met yours in a passionate kiss, leaving you breathless.

“I’m out of here,” Sam mumbled, slipping out the door.

You laughed and looked at Dean. “You’re all about those chick flick moments aren’t you Dean?” you teased as you held him close to you.

“Only when it comes to you, princess,” he confessed, looking into your eyes.

You held his gaze for a moment before he spoke again.

“Only me huh?” you retorted.

“I can’t help it if I’m a hopeless romantic,” Dean shrugged.

“Prove it,” you challenged.

Dean practically growled as he hoisted you up, causing you to squeal and wrap your legs around his waist.

“Thought I did a pretty good job proving it last night, Y/N,” he rumbled, nipping at your neck as he pushed you against the wall. “But I’ve got no problem proving I love you again,” he whispered, his lips finding yours again.

You gasped at his words, but his lips swallowed yours before you could respond.

“No more unattached drifter Christmas?” you mocked as Dean carried you down the hall.

Dean chuckled, low in his throat.

“Only if it’s with you,” he growled, kicking his bedroom door shut and tossing you on the bed.

“Deal,” you agreed as he crawled over you once more, a look of love and devotion crossing his face that you had missed last night.

As Dean’s lips met yours tenderly, you couldn’t help but think maybe he really did love you.

And you couldn’t wait for him to prove it.

chowder better be the one giving the haus tour after bitty leaves otherwise i’m gonna fight because LITERALLY no one else would be as good as he would any

like sure it’ll be a complete trainwreck but he’ll also remember the most random facts (‘oh!! yeah!! bitty told us to throw that couch out over 200 times!’ 'oh that boiler is from 2009 and broke down 8 times in the past three months, one time when nursey was taking a shower and another time when bitty was running the dishwasher anyway soap got eveywhere but nursey didn’t seem super bothered??’) and it’s just weirdly endearing like all these frogs feel so comfortable around him and start to really feel like part of the team bc they’re hearing all these weird stories but it makes the team seem more real and less like. 'omg the two-time frozen four winner samwell wow!!’ like pls babes

and he buys all of them sharks merch like they each get a sticker or something and he has stats memorized back to like the 90s and will just casually throw them out there but if a kid asks him about the sharks/is a fan than the entire tour is derailed and it ends up lasting 2 hours longer than it should but it’s worth it and the frogs love it so much!

chowder explains everything in so much detail (like too much detail) but it helps the frogs feel more comfortable because going to college is confusing but the hockey team is a weird loving family and it makes them excited to be on the team

30 minutes are dedicated to the rules and expectations of team breakfast ('no one has ever fit more eggs in their mouth than holster and honestly we don’t want anyone to try’)

after the haus tour is over chowder drags all the frogs around campus pointing out the best places for them to eat lunch and fastest paths on the quad and basically just gives them a bunch of pointers that orientation doesn’t lol

and chowder is super dedicated to it because he remembers how great bitty was at it and wants to live up to his legacy and also bitty made him feel super welcome and comfortable and he also highkey admires shitty and wants to make him proud too

and anytime he sees caitlyn and the girls team practicing he’ll wave frantically and be like 'CAITLYN!! HI!!! that’s my girlfriend she’s amazing and pretty and super good at everything she does she’s fantastic wow’ bc he just really loves her a lot!!!

CHRIS CHOW RUNNING HAUS TOURS 2K17

BNHA Light Novel No.2 Trans

Chapter 4, AB Union: A Girls Only Gathering Part 2

[Part 1

t/n this has to be my favourite part of the chap, everyone talking about the boys and their boyfriend potentialness lol ahhh <3 p.s sorry if this a little short of a part!

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Drabble Challenge! #1 - 150

Rules: Followers send a number to your ask and you write a drabble using that sentence/prompt in your piece. Try to keep up! Expect a TON of requests!


  1. Take the long way around
  2. Can you shut up for five minutes, please???
  3. He’s been gone for quite a while
  4. I can’t see anything.
  5. I heard a noise.
  6. Scary movies are for chumps.
  7. You’ve gone to the bathroom fifty times today.
  8. The floor is lava.
  9. Where’s my food?
  10. I bet you feel like an artist
  11. Did you ever clean the attic?
  12. Can I be of assistance?
  13. Get out of the way before I murder you.
  14. I think you forgot who wears the pants in this relationship
  15. You’re breaking my heart, babe.
  16. Cry me a river.
  17. Build a bridge.
  18. Get over it.
  19. Another credit card?!
  20. It’s just rain, you aren’t gonna melt!
  21. When’s the last time YOU cleaned the bathroom?
  22. I don’t know why I married you.
  23. Have you ever lied to me?
  24. If I trip over one more of your shoes, I’m throwing them all away.
  25. Aren’t you supposed to be the adult?
  26. I’m stuck! Help me!
  27. I swear, I’m not scared.
  28. What do you think a cupholder is for?
  29. You know when your phone buzzes, it means I’m trying to talk to you, right?
  30. Turn that sh*t off!!!!
  31. When’s that last time we went on a date?
  32. I thought you didn’t like cats?
  33. The door’s locked.
  34. Remember when you were a kid and you ______ (insert memory)
  35. I’ll just tell your mom on you.
  36. I thought you were nice.
  37. I had a dream about you.
  38. I work pretty hard around here, but you get all the credit
  39. What color do you like better?
  40. Am I your husband or your taxi service?
  41. Take notes, sweetheart.
  42. This is where you impress me, right?
  43. Pick up lines only work when I’m drunk.
  44. I can’t believe you didn’t remember
  45. If that makes me a child, so be it.
  46. I could beat you up, you know that right?
  47. Would it kill you to help people?
  48. I bet you can’t go 24 hours without cussing.
  49. But, I said I love you.
  50. Is it just me or is cold as hell in here?
  51. I’m not weird, you’re just basic.
  52. Just sleep with one eye open, that’s all I’m saying
  53. Take off your shirt.
  54. Why’s there a pregnancy test in the trash?
  55. Way to go, kid.
  56. I found the candles, we’ll be alright.
  57. We could get struck by lightning, but you want to kiss in the rain.
  58. You’re never this quiet, what’s wrong?
  59. …or we could make out….
  60. I said “I HAVE AN IDEA!”
  61. Down the hall, second door on the left.
  62. I warned you. He warned you. Your freaking mom warned you.
  63. Sit still, for the love of all that is Holy.
  64. Are you even human?
  65. We’ll talk later.
  66. K.
  67. I’m afraid.
  68. I thought there was time.
  69. Can you just leave me alone?
  70. I’ll carry it.
  71. We’re not ‘fine’.
  72. Are you really taking his side right now?
  73. I like proving you wrong.
  74. Girls can’t drive, plain and simple.
  75. Who are you?
  76. I think you need stitches
  77. Must be a coincidence
  78. Can you be romantic for once?
  79. This is your fault by the way.
  80. Nothing bad is going to happen, baby, I promise.
  81. Excuse me for falling in love with you.
  82. I have fans. More fans than you to be exact.  
  83. I paid for half and you ate three-quarters.
  84. I knew you’d be mad.
  85. If you die, I’m going to kill you.
  86. You’ve never smoked anything in your life.
  87. You gave me a black eye.
  88. Stop looking at me like that, weirdo.
  89. What if it sinks?
  90. Birds can’t fly without wings.
  91. Sorry I’m protective over the things I love.
  92. That SOOO classifies as a date.
  93. No backsies.
  94. You’re an idiot. I married an idiot.
  95. I never liked it, I lied.
  96. Remember, we have to get up early tomorrow.
  97. Are you trying to flirt? Because, you’re embarrassing yourself.
  98. Remember when we were dating and you _____
  99. Be brave, sweetheart.
  100. I’m sorry, but that was adorable.
  101. You don’t hate me, quit lying to yourself.
  102. You hear that? That’s the sound of my awesomeness.
  103. She’s my daughter, I can read her diary.
  104. That’s a fact, Jack.
  105. Actually, I couldn’t care less.
  106. I try my best.
  107. Doesn’t make a difference to me anyways.
  108. I’m glad you’re mine.
  109. You look pretty good for your age.
  110. You passed out for like an hour.
  111. Delete it. Now.
  112. You’re a jerk.
  113. Are you high?
  114. No, you’re MY bitch.
  115. Ew ew ew. You’re so gross.
  116. Spare change for the poor and lonely.
  117. She’s 6, how can she scare you?
  118. When’s the last time we ______
  119. He’s spoiled rotten.
  120. I can’t stay long.
  121. There’s nothing we can do.
  122. Do you ever stop smiling?
  123. Step aside and watch a pro.
  124. Never give him stuff like that!
  125. You’re the one who left it laying around.
  126. I’m a lucky girl. I’ll admit that.
  127. Teach me how to play?
  128. It’s called a prank.
  129. Well, you’re a prick.
  130. Good, I hope you feel bad.
  131. You have cold, you’re not dying.
  132. I have reasons. You wouldn’t get it.
  133. I hope you have a cold shower.
  134. You don’t mean that.
  135. Sing to me, please.
  136. Did you enjoy yourself last night?
  137. Why do they behave for you?
  138. Stop making your own rules.
  139. Don’t open an umbrella in the house.
  140. You know what happens when you assume things.
  141. That’s open for discussion.
  142. Oh, what a shocker, you have an excuse.
  143. Be serious for two minutes, please.
  144. I cheated.
  145. What’s the biggest lie you ever told?
  146. Pillows are over-rated.
  147. Zombies aren’t real, I promise.
  148. Are we lost or do you know where we are?
  149. We started with one and now we have seven. You have no chill.
  150. *Make up your own*

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“It’s February 14th, Neil!”

Nicky was exasperated. It was obvious by the way he looked out of breath even though he was just standing there being rather noisey.

Neil scrunched up his nose. As much as he loved Nicky, he wouldn’t mind hearing him less right now. 

“What’s your point, Nicky?” 

The thing with Nicky, however, was that when you requested a straight answer, you instead got a show. 

Act one of this show was apparently looking around at the rest of the foxes and proclaiming, “Can you believe this kid?!” 

Andrew was coming from his appointment with Bee so wasn’t at the locker rooms yet for practice. Neil found himself silently hoping he would get there faster to shut Nicky up.

Usually everybody would just let Nicky go on his rant, half ignoring him and half egging him on. But when Neil looked past him, he realized that all the Foxes were actually paying attention. Their eyes were focused on Neil with a combination of pity, confusion, and general annoyance. 

Nicky was making a huge fuss now, not actually getting to the point but rather going around it. “Of all the days to not know-”

But Matt cut him off. Which was odd, because Matt usually didn’t cut Nicky off. 

“Neil….do you really not know what today is?”

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Muse

Originally posted by sugutie

Genre: Smut, fluff, angst (it will contain smut in the next parts)

a/n: The story will have another part. So dont worry, im not cutting you off

Description:Jungkook is a  photography major in collaage. Every girl likes him yet he only has eyes for his camera, until he -even tho he hasnt realized it yet-  finds his muse.

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I want to make a game where there’s a princess and a knight in love. And the knight is in trouble, so the princess has to save the knight. And you get to play as this badass princess in a pretty pink dress, slaying enemies and traveling across the land to save her knight. People all over the land are shocked and spread stories of her fierce battles that eventually become legends passed down, about a pretty princess in pink wielding a sword in a tattered, blood-stained dress stopping at nothing to save her knight. And at the end, she finally rescues the knight and you find out the knight is a cute girl and they have a big wedding and the whole kingdom comes and it’s a warm, happy ending.

Imagine One Shot -- Just Some Casual Stalking.

Tom HiddlestonxReader

Summary: Tom tells the story of how you get on a talk show.


Graham leaned forward, “So, Thomas,”

Tom laughed immediately, “Oh dear, this is going to be a big one,” he turns to look at the audience, “he only calls me Thomas before the really big questions.”

Graham laughs and nods, “It’s true, very very true. Speaking of True, is it true that you stalked your fiance on set before you met? ”

Tom made a face, “It was just some casual stalking,” Graham and the audience start laughing,

“No, no, Let me explain myself, you see, as you all know (y / n) was the screenwriter of (Romantic Movie Title). We spent hours talking about the script, my character, emails, texts, phone calls. All of that. But never met in person. So, it’s the first week of shooting and I see this girl. This absolutely adorable girl talking to the director. I think, ‘Okay, go get introduced.’ I got grabbed by wardrobe because there was some last minute change and by the time I get back. She’s not there. We start the scene. I think that was when we filmed the wedding scene, and I look out and there she is again, this time over clearly whispering to someone from production, and forget my lines. Totally gone. ”

There is another round of laughter and Tom laughs as well, adjusting a little awkwardly in his seat.

“Yeah, so there I am, speechless,”

Graham laughs, “Was that a first?”

“It was new.” He joined in the laughter and continued. “I shake my head and apologize and get back to filming. When it was a break to change the setup, I just instantly start looking for her again, I need to know who this girl is. I was a man on a mission and I found out" he had a pause for effect, “nothing, she was gone. So I figure, okay she must be involved with the film somehow right? She was talking to some important people. She had to come back. So by this time I was texting (y / n) pretty often, sometimes about the movie and sometimes just to say hello, I call her to save time in texting, she picks up and I say, Oh my God (y / n), I think I fell in love with someone on set today. So, she starts grilling me, what did she look like, who is she? and I start describing this girl,“ anotjer pause "and I hear her laughing,in stereo, turn around and there she is… that adorable girl. So yeah, a little bit of stalking and I found my best friend.”

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I Will Show You - FP Jones | Riverdale

Originally posted by sensualkisses

Pairing: FP Jones x Female!Reader

Fandom: Riverdale

Warning: Mentions of sexual content & Daddy!kink, huge age difference

Wordcount: 1091


The puddle of water reflected the lights of Pop’s Chock'lit Shoppe. It was almost 11 PM but the dinner was still filled with people. A girl, around the age of seventeen, sat in a red Jeep. Loud music was playing while she scrolled through her phone. It was clear to everyone that she was waiting for someone. This, someone, was FP Jones, the fearless leader of the Southside Serpents. The Serpents lived on the south side of Riverdale and were feared by the north, west and east. They were especially known for drugs, alcohol, and stealing. The girl was born and raised as a Serpent. At some point, her parents began to care less and she began to hang out with Joaquin and he was the reason, how she met FP.

Right now, she was waiting for him. She only went with him because he promised her some food, which she probably won’t get. After all, an invisible rule said that the Serpents were actually not allowed in the other parts of Riverdale. The only thing she knew about his business was that it was with someone called Lodge. The girl moved her eyes to the nearest cars; Cheryl Blossom’s Car. She was the queen bee of Riverdale High, and the youngest and now only child of the Blossom Family.

Just because she had the money, the red-haired witch thought she could rule Riverdale, mostly the whole world. Before she could drift even more into her thoughts, the door of the driver side opened. FP had an angry look on his face while fastening his seat belts. The girl looked concerned and reached out for his hand. The older man moved his face to look at her, and his eyes soften. “Everything okay?” she asked him while he wiped the sweat away from his forehead. “Yeah, nothing your pretty head has to worry about,” he told her with a wink. The teenager girl was about to answer when she felt a pair of eyes staring at her. A waitress was staring at them, with a deathly glare. FP touched her shoulder which caused the girl to look at him again. He caressed her cheek and moved towards to kiss her.

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My Pitch Perfect PSA....

I’ve always been a firm believer in the motto, live and let live. I respect people’s opinions, their beliefs, their hopes and dreams etc etc, even when I do not agree with them because at the end of the day, it’s not up to me to change people’s minds or alter their way of thinking.

Which is why as someone who has and is a shipper, I firmly believe in a persons right to ship whoever the hell they want.

Shipping is fun, it takes you out of the often times depressing reality we live in these days.

But here’s the thing about shipping, it’s not real life, it’s fan generated, made up, fake. Majority of the time shipping is centred around two fictional characters. And that’s fine, because your mixing fantasy with fantasy.

But lately lines have been getting crossed.

It is one thing to ship fictional characters and have your own little area on Tumblr, or interactions with other fans or simply keeping it to yourself.

But it is NEVER, under any circumstances, okay to bombard the actors behind these characters with millions of comments on their social medias in relation to whatever ship it is you ship, or to hassle other cast members about it

Especially if those comments are inappropriate or even borderline threatening.

If the actors acknowledge the ship, they do so in support of the fans, not because they genuinely believe the same thing you do. Just because they talk about it does not mean you are entitled to push and push until you get whatever it is you want.

Anna Kendrick, Brittany Snow and the rest of the cast have been more than accommodating to fans in regards to Bechloe. They’ve answered questions, made reference to it, even joked around about it.

But there is a disturbing level of entitlement coming out of some fans within the shipping fandom that is completely disrespectful and uncalled for.

It is not okay to continuously comment under the girls (all members of the cast) posts about Bechloe, it is not okay to hijack interviews and live streams with these comments and questions and it is especially not okay to make comments relating to real life relationships that insinuate there is something more to a friendship than there is because of your own brain generated fantasies.

Ester was on a high having achieved a pretty big milestone in her career and rather than celebrating that moment with her, some fans chose to take away from it by questioning her about things that have nothing to do with her or what she was celebrating.

She didn’t deserve that, none of the cast do. They didn’t ask for Bechloe or any other fandom to become a thing. They have no obligation to us to be as supportive as they have been, but they do, and rather than being grateful, some people are choosing to ruin it by acting like what they are doing is acceptable behaviour.

Well I’m sorry to break it to you but it isn’t. Is it any wonder a lot of Celebs are becoming more closed off with the level of intrusiveness that invades their daily lives from the fans who claim to and are supposed to respect them?

It’s more than obvious to me that Brittany is becoming more and more uncomfortable with just how big and loud this ship is getting. It was fun in the beginning but now it’s becoming too much.

People need to reign it in big time and have a little more respect for the girls than you have been showing.

I get that you’re excited and you have a massive appreciation for this ship, but bare in mind that Bechloe is a fantasy, and by continuously shoving it down people’s throats, you’re forcing that fantasy into somebody else’s reality.

And that is NOT nor will it ever be okay. And comments relating to Sendrick on social media are especially inappropriate.

These are two people with real lives, real feelings and real relationships. Stop making comments relating to them hooking up with a co-star and making it out to be more than it is.

This type of shipping isn’t funny, it’s incredibly rude and disrespectful to the relationships these girls have in their REAL lives. Keep that shit to yourself, or Tumblr if you really can’t contain yourself, but stop tagging the girls in these posts on social media.

I love Bechloe and the cast and the franchise, but some people are making it not fun anymore by giving the rest of us a bad name.

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Killing Stalking Thoughts: Ch 19

Smug ass Sangwoo was so proud this chapter. He got what he wanted and he didn’t really do anything to get it.

I figured Bum would wind up killing Jieun, but I thought it would take a lot of coaxing from Sangwoo. I thought Sangwoo would play some mind games with Bum and convince him to do it, or at the very least Sangwoo would physically help Bum hold the knife and plunge it into Jieun, but nope none of that was necessary.

All it took was Jieun to say some more crappy things to Bum and she triggered him something terrible. Bum pretty much disassociated with the present. When Bum was killing Jieun, in that moment she wasn’t just Jieun, she was the girl from the past Bum had attached himself to.

Bum clearly has attachment issues. The girl from the past probably wanted nothing more than to be Bum’s friend. She thought she found a kinship with him since they both suffered from abuse, but Bum thought it was more than that. Bum has an obsessive personality and the minute someone gives him positive attention he attaches himself to them and probably thinks it’s love. This is the exact reason Bum started stalking Sangwoo in the first place. Sangwoo saved him in the military, so that meant Sangwoo must’ve cared for him.

What’s really interesting is Bum’s reaction to killing Jieun.

I don’t know what to expect in the next chapters. Bum might feel bad about killing Jieun later if he snaps out of the dissociative state he’s in now, but I could definitely see Bum willingly killing people with Sangwoo in the future without him being triggered to first. All Sangwoo’s got to do is convince Bum that the people they kill aren’t innocent. That every person they kill is just another incarnation of every person that’s ever wronged either of them in the past. At this point, it might not be that hard to convince Bum at all.

As for Sangwoo’s reaction to Bum after he killed Jieun, I’d definitely say he’s shocked. He probably expected Bum to be completely broken. He probably expected regret and tears of sorrow, but imagine his surprise when Bum isn’t feeling that at all. Bum’s crying, but those are probably tears of relief, that he got payback and killed one his “tormentors”. Sangwoo sees the smile on Bum’s face and the light in his eyes and he’s probably thinking “I don’t know what the fuck is happening…but I like it.”


Thanks to @jaynia for the translations!

Fuck other customers

I’m going to preface this by saying- I’m a trans man, and I don’t pass very well. This is important to the story.
I was in uh. Lets call it Schmalmart, or as I like to say, Big Blue Hellhole, with my mom and my sister, both of whom are supportive of my identity.
My little sister and I were in the electronics section, looking at video games because my mom trusts me to take care of my sister while she’s in the next aisle looking for stuff to fix our cupboards.
This greasy ass, annoying almost-adult guy comes up to us, both obviously minors, and says “Girls shouldn’t be in the video game section.”
I look at him and say “Well it’s the easiest place to watch her while our mom is in another aisle. Sorry if you think she shouldn’t be here.”
And this fuck. This fucking cockwaffle.
He says “oh, you shouldn’t be here either.”
So I reply, “if I shouldn’t be here then neither should you.”
“I’m not a girl.”
“Neither am I.”
“You look and sound like one.”
“Your bad luck that you can’t see very well.”
Then it dawned on him (took him long enough, the dumbass) “wait. Are you a trans?”
I didn’t reply, I didn’t want this to get violent, since there were no employees that were close and this guy was obviously a bigot. My sister, bless her heart, she piped up and said “yes and he’s way more of a guy than you are or ever will be, because he doesn’t harass strangers and he doesn’t hate girls.” I could have cried?? The guy left and my heart was thumping pretty hard because I’ve been harassed for being trans before, and it never ends well.
Honestly if my sister wasn’t there I could easily have been hurt.
Anyways, we told an employee but since it didn’t get physical there was “nothing they could do.” My sister said it COULD have gotten physical and this guy said “well it didn’t, so stop whining.” Like Jesus Christ there was almost violence in your section and you don’t even care??

Rumors || Kim Taehyung

Originally posted by kookie-monstah

Word Count: 1.5k

Genre: Fluff


The sound of the television was all that could be heard around your apartment, resonating off the walls and back into your ears. Your breath came in steady as you watched the show that was playing, and your eyes scanned as it cut to commercial. A smile came over your face as you recognized the commercial to a new drama that was going to be released, the one your boyfriend had been filming for the past couple of months.

You hadn’t seen any commercials before this, so you were excited to see what it was finally about. Despite dating Taehyung, and knowing he was doing the show, he never told you a single thing about it. He had said he wanted to keep it a surprise so that you could see it for yourself. The first thing you noticed about the advertisement was the girl on screen, and how close she and Taehyung were.

The two looked like they were happy to see each other, and then the scene flipped to Taehyung walking down the street alone, the words of somebody’s name being said in his deep voice. You couldn’t tell what the show was about yet but you had an implication of what you were going to be seeing. The commercial ended with the name of the drama, and you blinked slowly.

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“you’re such a pretty girl” they say
but they don’t notice how she hides her hair beneath beanies and hats
she’s already cut off inch after inch
already shaved the sides under the guise that it’s “fashionable” and “in style" 
she averts her gaze from her mother as she ‘tuts’ in disapproval

“you’re such a pretty girl” they say
but they don’t notice the way she wears two sports bras every morning
not caring about the risk factors as long as it makes her chest flat
her chest is small to begin with but not small enough
she hides under sweatshirts and hoodies
hoping that at least from behind someone will have to do a double take when they see her walking the streets

“you’re such a pretty girl” they say
even though she’s asked them not to call her a girl
when they still do, she thinks that they just forgot

“you’re such a pretty girl” they say
even though she doesn’t really respond to “girl”
or “she”
or “her”
they think she just didn’t hear
so they repeat themselves again
and again
and again
and again 
until the words sound less like words and more like fists
they ask why she’s crying but she can’t even begin to explain

“you’re such a pretty girl” they say
but they don’t see the way she recoils back from the world
as if it’s coming for her like fire, as if it burns 
and it does
it burns like a flame that no one can see
so white hot and intense that it rivals the sun
it melts her skin and eats away at her flesh
until she is nothing
nothing but a skeleton that no one can call
a girl

— 

such a pretty girl 
(cc, 2017)

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