she fights like a girl

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Inuvember - Week #3: Relationships

Day 16: Sesshomaru & Kagome
“Big brother! That’s weird, he looked like he was annoyed.”

MY JAM: POKEMON+TRAINER FUSIONS,,

anonymous asked:

Hello! If you don't mind may I request a BadBoy AU! Of Jungkook in highschool (fluff) where he likes you (the goodie goodie) and softens up for them?

Ruin Me - Jungkook BadBoy AU! 

Word Count: 1k

Y/N slouched in her seat in the front seat of her Mom’s convertible. Why did I let my mom drive me to school in this again? I’m basically begging for attention, she thought. Her mom turned off the car and turned to her with an eyebrow raised. “This is the part where you say thanks for the ride, get out of the car and pretend you don’t know me because you’re a teen who’s to cool to be driven to school by her mom.” She says, unlocking the car for emphasis. Extra. I groan and recline my chain back. “No, this is the part where you realize that I’m having an allergic reaction and make a U-turn home.”

“Allergic reaction?!” She laughs, “To what exactly?”

“School.” She rolls her eyes and I quickly defend myself, “Seriously Mom, do you know what it’s like to be the new girl in the middle of the year. Think about it people have already established their friend groups so it’s appropriate for me to make an educated guess that I will have approximately no friends. I’ll be an outcast the moment I walk through those doors.” When I point to the large brown doors students are flooding into, some passerby give me a once-over which makes me cringe and recline my chair farther until I hit the back seat.

“Y/N, you will be fine. I am making an educated guess based how wonderful you are that you will have many new friends today.”

I open the car door and as I get out, I mutter, “Ha.ha.”

“Bye! Love you!” She calls and I wave awkwardly and hide beneath my hair when I hear the snickers of a couple of boys who probably just heard our whole conversation. As soon as I’m inside, I feel like I’m at war. My backpack holds my supplies, my phone is my shield and I am utterly defenseless against the army of students that flood the hallways. I make a BEELine to the door beneath the “Office” sign. The main office is small with about three secretaries that stare you down as soon as you walk in. I approach the nearest one who happens to be the most intimidating. “Hi. I’m Y/N. I’m new. Today is my first day.”

The secretary looks up at me through her long lashes and thick glasses with tight mouth. “Have a seat. I’ll call you up when I print your timetable.” She says, having me write down my first and last time. I turn around and look at the three waiting seats she directed em towards, one of them is taken. At the far right, a boy is staring at me. He’s quite muscular which I can’t tell from seeing his thick arms in his black t-shirt. I look into his eyes and see that he is staring at me. He smiles. Not a sweet smile but one that makes every part of my body tingle. I look away and sit at the seat on the far left, giving us one buffer seat between us. I fiddle with my phone, still feeling his eyes on me. I take a peek over, trying to inconspicuous and see that he is still staring at me. 

His head is tilted, his chin is in his hands and he massages it with the tips of his fingers as if he’s studying me. His dark jeans have a chain hanging around as a belt that intrigues me. From what I can see in his layer of black clothing, he has a nice body. Understatement. He’s hot as fuck. I meet his eyes again and I flush knowing he’s seen me looking at him. He quirks his eyebrow at me and I whip my head away feeling something churn in my stomach as the heat rushes to my face. It feel like there is a bird or butterfly in my stomach, tickling my sides making me want to gush.

A second later, I feel him next to me as he has moved over a seat. “Hello.” When I turn to the right this time, his head is tilted down and he is pretty close to me. I immediately pull back and he laughs again. His laugh is deep, throaty and quite sexy. “Hi.” I say, straightening out the plaid skirt I wish I hadn’t worn today. I probably look like a Valley Girl right now. “You’re new, huh?” He says in his husky deep voice. I don’t turn towards him fully; even sitting down he’s taller than me and it’s intimidating. I clamp my hands on the round of my knee awkwardly and nod. “I’m Jungkook.” I look over at him at that and with his face so close to my own, I get lost in his eyes. I don’t realize that I’m staring until he says, “This is the part where you tell me your name.” Crap. “I-I’m Y/N,” I say finally.

“Nice name. Pretty girl.” He remarks, giving me a once over that has the butterfly in my stomach turning into a phoenix.

“Jungkook Jeon. Principal Kang will see you now.” The secretary from earlier says loudly, commanding our attention and bringing me back to the real world. Jungkook doesn’t look away from me though. “How about if I see you later, I’ll give you a tour.” He smirks at me as he gets up, clearly enjoying the effect he has on me even though we’ve just met. Jungkook walks towards the Principal’s office at the side of the room. I watch him walk away, admiring his slick stride and he turns around and says, “See you around Y/N,” over his shoulder.

I’m still staring in his direction even after the principal’s office is closed and he’s gone. The secretary’s voice brings me back again when she says, “I wouldn’t if I were you.”

“Huh?”

“That kid is trouble. He’s in there right now for gang fighting.” She remarks shaking her head. “He’d ruin a girl like you.” I look down at my hands and fiddle with my phone again, replaying her words over and over again. But then I feel the butterfly in my stomach come back when I look over at the seat where Jungkook sat just moments ago. Maybe he would ruin me. Maybe he wouldn’t. All I can think about is finding him later for that tour.

A/N

Hello! I’m sorry if this isn’t exactly what you were looking for. I’ll try and do a second part where he like introduces her to his friends and kid of changes for her. If you did like this let me know cuz coolios!!!! Thank you for reading and the support :)

~Armygirl

An important message. Now I personally don’t think TF2 is out to be sexist, because frankly they make fun of masculinity left and right. It just makes fun of that time period in general!

However, I’d like to see more from Zhanna, Yana, Bronislava, Miss Pauling, the Administrator, Heavy’s Mom, Scout’s Mom, Demoman’s Mom, Olivia and Maggie! (*cough*MaybeSomeFemMercs?*cough*) 

But quite simply, I just wanted to draw a quick Zhanna because she’s amazing, beautiful and crazy! I love her. 

Also I do ship her with Soldier. They’re one of my main OTPs. ≧◡≦

Hi there. Not so sure if this ‘meets the requirements’, but this is Football, aka the calico who drools 24/7 and has a hip wobble. She isnt a young girl, but she is a sweet girl. She’s also the least likely to fight in the house.

They’re acting like Arya is the same person she was when she left Winterfell 7 seasons ago. Like she is still a petulant little girl fighting with her sister. She has gone through 7 seasons of unspeakable trauma including watching multiple family members die. She went through a tremendous struggle to reclaim her identity as a Stark. Through it all was the notion of a “pack” that drove her character.

“The lone wolf dies, but the pack survives”

After King’s Landing and the Red Wedding she had become the lone wolf and had lost her pack. There was a hole in her heart where her family had been that was so painful she thought would never ever heal. It was too painful to be Arya Stark and remember what it was like to have a family, to be part of a pack, to be loved and protected. She tried to find family again with Gendry, Hot Pie, even the Hound to a point, but she couldn’t find it.

She defended her pack, even if she wasn’t with them. Every action she took was to avenge the wrongs done to her pack, or to find her way back to them. She sees herself as a protector of her pack. She goes after anyone who wronged them. That is why she has her list.

It was easier after all the trauma she endured to not be Arya Stark anymore, to throw away her identity and be No One.

But she couldn’t.

Because of Needle, which was Jon Snow’s smile. Because of the snow melting in Robb’s hair as they left Winterfell. Because of her father smiling down at her, the wolf blood, Bran and Rickon, her mother, and the girl she had known a million years ago who had loved lemon cakes.

This was her pack. Try as she might to fight it and bury the pain that came with this identity she couldn’t be No One.

Arya recognizes more than anyone the importance of family. Her experiences have done nothing but to strengthen this bond with them.

For D&D to insinuate that Arya would antagonize and threaten to kill one of the 3 remaining members of her pack, the most important thing in the world for her, is an insult to her character.

Why is that behind the scene when jk filming their bedroom but he went outside and sing nothing like us look like a boyfriend fighting with his girl and she tell him to sleep out side the room and he sing for her to forgive him lmao

Victoria: So how have you been?

Albert: Fine. Got this headache though. It comes and goes.

Lehzen: *Walks into the room*

Albert: And it’s back