she says she just 'dyed' her hair

  • what she says: i'm fine
  • what she means: if hannah montana was an internationally recognized pop superstar, why was miley's only form of disguise a blonde wig? how would the people at her school not recognize her face? if you saw a girl at your school with the face of taylor swift walking around but with black hair, you wouldn't see it and assume it was just a student with her taylor swift's exact facial features, would you??if lorde suddenly dyed her hair blonde she wouldn't become unrecognizable to everyone, right?? and wasn't billy ray famous before she was even born?? ignoring the fact that his only disguise was a moustache, did word not get out in the media that he had a kid??? wouldn't tmz still exist in this world? how did he convince everyone that his daughter was named hannah and not miley??? wouldn't they assume that "hannah montana" was a stage name anyway considering billy ray's last name was stewart?? wasn't billy ray her manager??? didn't he perform with his daughter multiple times??? how was he not recognized???? he was famous enough to have dolly parton be the godmother of his daughter, right????? why is jason earles so creepy????????
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Jughead x Reader

Request: Jughead has a major crush on the reader, but the reader keeps talking about her crush to the squad and it’s always so cute happy positive impressive things so Jughead thinks it’s Archie. He gets really mad at the reader and asks out Betty, and the reader sees it, but Betty tries to tell him he’s getting it all mixed up and it’s one giant confusion.

I really want a really angst jughead one shot but I don’t know what to request, can you just work your magic? Please?

Warnings: None I don’t think

Word count: 3,327

A/N: Based loosely on the emotions faced in episode 10. Also yikes on the word count but I worked super hard on this one and it’s worth the read I promise.


‘As she sits across the cold stone table on a brisk Friday evening, the boy can’t help but notice the way the moonlight bounces off her hair on the left side of her face. The fluorescent bulbs from up above cast a shadow down her face, making her eyes glow. Those same piercing eyes look up from her romance novel, almost like a prediction of his future, and she can’t tell but the boy’s heartbeat quickens, as in this moment their souls have gotten one inch closer than they were before.’ Jughead writes as he sits across from (Y/N) in Pop’s, working on his novel.

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So let’s talk about Bi Steve Rogers.
  • He’s always been casually bi
  • Always been pretty obvious about it by media standards but The Straights™ never noticed
  • The lgbt+ community all took notice but didn’t wanna say anything in case the first avenger was actually really homophobic and would get mad
  • Then one of those shitty homophobic news stations starts talking about the rumours and how they are ridiculous because Steve is an American hero and knows traditional values and all that jazz
  • When he hears about this he decides he wants to come out
  • He researches ways to come out but all the tips he finds are for small scale situations
  • While searching he comes across dates for nyc pride
  • He calls Natasha to tell her
  • She totally supports him but warns him of media backlash and being careful and all that stuff
  • And so, a few weeks later Steve is getting ready to go to his first pride parade
  • He painted over his eyes with the bi pride colors and wore a t-shirt of his shield with a bi color pallette that he found online
  • When he gets there he immediately starts smiling??? Like, he can’t stop grinning??     
  • At first no one notices it’s him because face paint and huge crowds
  • But then he finds a group of people waving bi flags around on a float and walks over
  • He starts talking to one of the girls walking next to it and about 30 seconds into their conversation she realises she’s talking to Captain America and has a mini heart attack
  • She wanted to make sure so she quietly asks his name and he happily tells her his full name
  • She almost screams but instead thanks him for everything he’s done and asks him why he’s here
  • “Well, I’m bisexual and I saw some guy on the tv talking about how there’s no way I like boys because I know ‘traditional values’ or something like that, so I decided to come to pride. Just to prove them wrong.”
  • She asks if he wants to talk to the group leader about making an announcement and he very excitedly says yes
  • She brings a man with his hair dyed blue, pink, and purple and a flag tied around his shoulders over and he gasps before going to shake Steve’s hand
  • The man brings Steve up onto the float and hands him a megaphone
  • They check around for cameras near them and once they were sure that someone would get it on camera Steve started talking
  • He basically just said he was bi as hell and loved girls AND boys, along with a little undertone of “fuck the media and it’s heteronormativity” mixed in
  • The news goes crazy within half an hour
  • When Steve gets back home he immediately contacts the news outlet that caused this whole debacle and asked if they would have him on the show
  • Obviously they said yes because who says no to a war hero
  • They try to keep the interview on the topic of his achievements but he keeps bringing up people he hooked up with during that time period
  • The first one he talked about was a girl so they were relieved
  • Most people thought the video from pride was a hoax and it was just someone claiming to be Steve and hum talking about a girl made the interviewer feel like it really was a hoax
  • But then he starts talking about the time him and Howard Stark made out in the back room of his lab and laughing about it
  • That’s when the interviewer decided to just ask him outright whether he really was in that video
  • “Yeah, that was me. Of course it was.”
  • The interviewer is baffled and mildly offended
  • “Why would you do something like that?” He asked in a way that made it seem like some huge scandal
  • “I saw someone on the news, this channel to be exact, try to disprove rumors about me being gay. Which I’m not, by the way, so at least you were half right. I’m bisexual. That means I’m attracted to both men and women.”
  • “That’s not possible.”
  • “Sure it is! It’s stars and stripes, not one or the other isn’t it?”
  • The internet has a fit
  • The lgbt+ community has never felt more alive honestly
  • Steve goes to every pride he can and talks to younger kids
  • He went on Ellen and talked about his experiences as a bisexual man in the 40’s
  • Mostly he just said he spent most of his younger years either fighting someone or crushing on someone
  • On the twitter account Tony helped him make he constantly tries his best to help out anyone who is feeling unsafe or unsure about their identity
  • Donates to lgbt+ charities
  • Probably starts a group that helps lgbt+ kids who have no place to stay by building group homes that have materials/resources specifically for them
  • So many bi jokes
  • Like any bi pun you could possibly think of he has made
  • Really helped a lot of people feel better and learn to accept themselves/others because of his openness and sheer willpower
  • Just, bi Steve Rogers being a pure force in the universe
MC used to be involved in a gang

Yoosung

  • Honestly, he was kind of scared when this big, burly guy, covering in tattoos and piercings approached them on the street
  • The guy walked straight up to MC, she didn’t bat an eye, and Yoosung instinctively stepped between them, but MC greeted the big guy with a smile
  • It turned out he was a friend of hers from when she was in a gang
  • He’s like a big brother to her
  • The guy gives Yoosung a look up and down, then laughs and slaps him on the back, saying that she always had a taste for the cute ones
  • She rolls her eyes, says it was good to see him, and she and Yoosung go back to their date
  • Later, Yoosung asks about her gang days and she just tells him about the people, not wanting to talk about the fighting
  • After they’re married, a gang member breaks into the vet office while it’s just Yoosung and MC in the clinic alone, and tries to threaten them into patching him up, but MC just mentions her gang name, and he runs for it
  • Yoosung is intimidated, but she assures him that she doesn’t fight anymore, she just had a lot of anger she had to get out when she was younger

Jaehee

  • Her immediate reaction is actually curiosity of which of them would win in a fight
  • She doesn’t voice this
  • She only found out because MC had a few scars left over from those days
  • It started with, “how did you get that scar on your arm?” “Oh this? I got in a gang fight. Some idiot came at me with a crow bar, the sharp edge grazed me, and I beat him up.”
  • So one day, when a rowdy customer grabs one of their waitress’ ass, before Jaehee can even move, MC is on him, full “yankee” showing
  • She grabs him by the hair, bangs his head against the table once, then points to the waitress he grabbed, “Apologize to her.”
  • He tries to get out of this, throw a punch, something, but MC dodges, casually trips him, and then stands over him threateningly
  • “I said apologize.”
  • He does, runs like hell, and Jaehee is a little frightened
  • However, curiosity overtakes her, and she asks MC to spar with her, so they pay for a little time at a dojo and go a couple of rounds, fairly evenly matched, although MC has more first hand experience on her side and ultimately wins
  • Jaehee just loves her more

Zen

  • It came up because she had a tattoo on the back of her right hip in the shape of a butterfly
  • She awkwardly explained that she used to be the leader of an all female gang
  • Back then, her hair was cut short and she dressed very differently
  • Zen immediately wants to see pictures
  • It doesn’t take her long to fish out the photo album and show him some of the pictures a gang member of hers took
  • Sure enough, she had short hair, in most pictures she’s dressed in pants, a crop top, and a long coat
  • It’s funny, because Zen finds one set of photos where he realizes his biker gang was hanging out with her gang
  • Then he finds a picture of the two of them together, with his arm around her while she looks grumpy
  • They’re kind of shocked and surprised that they actually met each other before, but he makes a half-joke about how they must be meant to be
  • On the inside, he’s squealing with joy

Jumin

  • MC figured it’d be better for him to hear it from her than the press, if anyone managed to fish up her past
  • So she told Jumin the basics - she was in an all-girl gang in high school, got into a lot of fights, smoked, and probably stole a few things for both fun and necessity
  • She has a few piercings because of her fashion sense in those days
  • Jumin goes quiet for a long time after she tells him this, but MC can see he’s just thinking and processing
  • He ends up asking to see photos, because he tried to imagine her as a delinquent, but couldn’t
  • This is mostly because she usually dresses in sweaters and skirts, and generally girly, cutesy ways
  • He’s surprised when she pulls out a picture of herself with short hair, dyed black, her nose and the cartilage of her ears pierced, and scowling at the camera with a lit cigarette in her hand
  • Jumin stares at the picture for a long time before he says anything else
  • Mostly, Jumin just asks what her life was like, if she kept anything from those days, and if she keeps in contact with her… less reputable companions from those days
  • MC makes it clear she left that life a long time ago
  • But she does say that, if he’s ever interested, she does have some clothes left from those days that she can dress up in for him
  • Jumin seriously considers her offer, but doesn’t openly respond to it

Saeyoung

  • When he read the police reports about her, he couldn’t stop laughing
  • All the ridiculous ways she’d escaped being caught by the police were hilarious
  • One time, she jumped the fence into a yard with a rabid dog and only barely escaped because she hopped across the line of lawn ornaments while the police were trying to calm the dog
  • Another time, she pretended to be an employee at a perfume store and “accidentally” sprayed perfume in the eyes of the one cop that caught on
  • Her most famous escape was preforming an epic stunt where she stole a bicycle and jumped a broken bridge the cops couldn’t cross on foot
  • Saeyoung then manages to get video feed of each of these, makes it into a compilation video that he posts on the internet labeled “the craziest escapes from the police you’ve ever seen”
  • MC is furious and embarrassed when she finds out
  • However, Saeyoung also wiped her juvenile records so she’s squeaky clean

V

  • Some guys tried to mug them, but MC threw a few punches without hesitation, and they scurried like rats
  • V was so impressed he asked where she’d learned to fight
  • MC just said, “oh, you know, the streets. My high school friends were rowdy. Things happen.”
  • He’s concerned about her young life, but he doesn’t pry

Saeran

  • Lets just say she has some questionable tattoos that, just like him, she’s embarrassed of
  • He knows about her past, knows about the fights she used to get into, knows she was arrested for assault but let out when the guy didn’t want to file charges
  • Saeran actually kind of likes that she’s so hardened and used to blood and conflict that she barely flinches when it’s right in front of her
  • However, he didn’t expect her bright and friendly personality
  • It’s her sense of loyalty to her peers and her interest in their wellbeing that makes him love her
  • Because MC doesn’t question why or how he might’ve gotten hurt, she just helps him patch himself up and asks if she needs to beat someone up
2 | Freak

BTS X READER [COLLEGE!AU | THRILLER!AU]

WORD COUNT: 7,114

series warnings: mature themes, violence, blood and gore, murder, emotional manipulation, bullying, mental health deterioration, eventual smut and substance abuse. this chapter contains strong language, light smut, bullying and claustrophobic themes

Originally posted by jeontrash

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It had been a week since Yoongi’s party at Pearl, an entire seven days since your father had disappeared into thin air; and a whole one hundred and sixty eight hours since your brother decided to call the police, regardless of the anonymous threats. As much as you loved Yoongi you couldn’t shake the bad feeling away from your figure, the text message had very clear instructions. Don’t show the police, or people will die. And with your dad still missing it was impossible not to entertain the idea.

“Y/N? Hello? Are you in here?” Maggie, the Exhibit gossip forum’s editor in chief and your overall boss, flicked your forehead with her perfectly manicured bubblegum pink nails to regain your attention.

“I’m so sorry… What were you saying?” You hummed in an attempt to salvage the embarrassing situation, you had no idea what she was talking to you about, truth be told you didn’t even realise she was there until her acrylic nail was leaving behind a small indentation on your skin.

“The threatening mystery texts, your dad’s disappearance! It’s all just dreadful… Will you run it?” She hollowed her thin cheeks out until you could see a map of her high cheekbones as she raised her brows expectantly.

There was no denying she was beautiful, she had rich dark brown flawless skin and her hair was shaved short and dyed red, her winged eyeliner was sharp enough to cut someone and her fashion choices were beyond Lady Gaga’s wildest imagination. But unfortunately for her you saw right through her fur coats and fake personality, she was the head cheerleader who never grew up; she was a bitch.

“Wait so you want me to run the story… About my missing dad? And include the anonymous messages?” You paraphrased eyes wide with shock, dumbfounded by her complete lack of human decency.

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So I thought to myself: but why does he get a new jacket? And then this happened.  But one possibility of many.  I blame @acrobat-elle for this.  Starts pre-new-jacket.


Stepping quietly across the living room floor, Killian peers out the nearest window.  It’s still the middle of February, and as he’s gathered, winter never seems to end in this realm, as surely as summer persists in Neverland.  He gives the fire a stir before he rests against the windowsill, the divots in the delicately carved wood sure to press a pattern into his flesh.  But there’s something about the quiet, the illusion of total solitude, the complete and utter darkness, that’s remarkably comforting. So he stays, and presses the palm of his hand against the glass, where the wind and the biting cold have begun to draw sharp, frozen figures.

“Your hand’s gonna freeze to the glass.”

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Blushing

Just a bit of innocent, pre-Heroes of Olympus drabble of Percy being completely flustered by his girlfriend

“Hey, Annabeth have you- oh,” Percy said, the sentence he was about to say dying in his throat as he looked at his girlfriend.

She was face down on her bunk, her mouth open slightly and her hair fanned out around her, making it seem like she was basking in a golden aura. She looked so peaceful Percy didn’t want to wake her.

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x files fic: under the stars (minimal fate required)

or: ways mulder and scully could’ve been happy

for @leiascully‘s challenge: list sort of

01.

The X-Files are never shut down and Scully is never abducted.

They fall into a comfortable rhythm of partnership: an incredible solve rate, an easy repertoire. (He never convinces her to believe in aliens, and she never convinces him not to.) They start spending time together outside of work - getting drinks, watching movies over long-abandoned paperwork. It’s at least two and a half years before Mulder realizes that she is his best friend. (Even over the Gunmen, he thinks about telling her, but how would that go down? They don’t say things like that to each other. She’s only ever called him Fox once, and he’s called her Dana a total of six times before she asked him to stop; what kind of friends are they?)

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Wake Up Calls


Ethan tried to move upon waking up, only to have a pair of strong arms pull him back down. At first the blue haired boy was confused, then he remembered he had fallen asleep with Tyler last night. For a few moments he just laid there in his embrace, but eventually began squirming again.

“Stoop.” Tyler groaned sleepily. Ethan stopped momentarily and huffed in frustration.

“Then let me gooo. I have to peee.” Ethan whined. A smile formed over Tyler’s face as he got a devious idea. He started tickling Ethan relentlessly.

“S-stop Tyler. AH I- I have to- pee.” He could barely talk in between his laughter.

“Oh, why didn’t you just say so?” With that Tyler let him go and fell back into the bed.


Signe was always the first one awake. She was lucky if she could get Sean up before 9. He always stayed up late with his fans, or doing other things for the channel. He was just so damn dedicated. Signe loved it though.

She sighed as she began playing with her boyfriend hair while he was fast asleep. Signe remembered when he first dyed it green, it was a shock. They both quickly grew to love it though. Groaning internally, realizing she wanted coffee, she tried to move. It was no use.

Changing tactics, Signe rolled her body out from underneath him, landing on her feet with a soft thud. She smiled to herself, proud. She began humming as she made her way into the kitchen to make coffee. Once it was done, she made a cup for Sean, just how he liked it and brought it in there to him. She sat it down on the nightstand, then moved to the end of the bed, clearing her throat.

“TOP OF THE MORNIN TO YA LADDIES. MY NAME IS JACKSEPTICEYE!” Signe screamed. Sean jerked awake, unintentionally launching himself out of the bed. He looked up at his girlfriend and gave her a goofy smile.


Normally Mark would wake up before Amy. He liked go for a run in the morning, then taking a shower, and then starting the day. But not this morning. When Amy woke up, he was still asleep. Knowing they had a busy day ahead of then she began trying to wake him.

“Markkk, wakey wakey.” Amy said in a hushed tone while brushing the hair out of his face. He didn’t even budge. She had to try harder. She pushed on his shoulder as hard as she could. In a louder voice saying, “It’s time to get up you big baby. You have things to dooo.”

“Mark finally stirred only to look at her a plop back down mumbling, "Call YouTube and tell them I quit.”

Amy rolled her eyes. He was so dramatic. “Oh but what would the world do with out you? O’ great Markiplier,” she began shaking him and said in a mocking tone, “THINK OF THE FANNNS MARK.”

“I am. They’ll understand. They love me. They told me I could sleep into today. Just ask them.”

Amy decided that this called for drastic measures. She left the bedroom and went to go find Ethan and Tyler, finding them on the kitchen. Amy told them what to do and then they all headed back upstairs. They quietly entered the bedroom and assumed their positions.

On Amy’s cue they jumped on the bed on top of Mark and started screaming at him to wake up. Needless to say, he did.


(I don’t actually know their ship name)

“Ooh Marzia,” Felix cooed. Marzia began giggling uncontrollably.

When her giggle fit was over, she decided to tell him, “Uh, Felix that isn’t me.” Which was followed by more cute little laughs. Felix groaned, opening his eyes.

“Edgar?!? Jävla, I thought I raised you better than that. BUY ME A DRINK FIRST.” Edgar was the one licking his mouth, not his girlfriend, Felix sighed in defeat.

“C'mon Pewds it’s time to get uppp.” Marzia said, nudging him.

“I don’t wanna.” Felix mumbled into his pillow.

“Fine then…I’ll go get Maya and tell her to attack you too.”

“Oohhhh nooo. Not Maya.” Felix said mockingly, but he still got up. He squinted his eyes and looked at Marzia, “You’re lucky you’re cute.” He said then kissed her forehead.

The endd

Tomorrow morning I’ll post crankiplier/jelix/apocalyptoplier/ and some other ones lol

Creepypasta #1030: Copycat

Length: Medium

About a year ago I got a new neighbor. The day she moved in I have to confess to being a bit curious. She turned up with two large shopping bags and disappeared into the house. There was no van turned up full of furniture, no cars full of boxes, nothing, which struck me as very odd. For a start what was she going to sleep on?

For the first couple of days she just said hello when she saw me, which I had no problem with. I like to be on good terms with my neighbors.

Now I need to point out, I spent a lot of time sitting in my yard. I smoke, but not in the house and I had a very old dog that needed to go out to pee about a million times a day. In the summer I loved to garden and I’ve always been out there more than I’m in. My door is right next to the low fence that separates the two properties.

The next time I saw her she came scuttling over to the fence and introduced herself as Margaret, and I told her my name was Debra. She was a small blob of a woman who looked in serious need of a very long shower. Her clothes were baggy and nondescript, but she seemed friendly enough. She told me she hadn’t been happy in her last home as she didn’t know anyone and hadn’t managed to make any friends.

I told her a few little things about myself, just things like my name and how long I’d lived there, but I didn’t find her very easy to talk to. As the conversation dried up she just stood and stared at me. Before things got awkward I made my excuses and went back into the house.

After that things changed. Gradually over the course of a week or so I saw her more and more. Her kitchen, which was built on to the back of the house, overlooked my garden, and every time I went out I could see her standing staring out the window at me. I’d be out no longer than five minutes and she’d be there. 

Our conversations consisted of her either questioning me about everything I did, “Where was I going?”, “what was I doing?” and even “what was I cooking?” or those long weird silences where she just stood and stared at me while my brain fumbled about trying to make conversation and not be rude. These conversations always ended up with me making some excuse and coming back inside.

I tried looking busy and gardening. I’d stop for a little while and have a short chat and then say something like “Well, I’d really better get on” but she never took the hint. As I weeded and watered she’d still be there, hanging over the fence staring at me.

Sometimes one of the other neighbors would start chatting as they walked past. I’ve lived here a long time and I know most of my neighbors really well. No sooner than we started talking I’d hear this voice from behind me.

‘Hello Debra, nice day isn’t it?’

Part of me thought that the poor woman didn’t know anyone so obviously she wanted to meet the neighbors, but part of me wanted her to butt out.

I even tried lurking just inside my door to have my smoke, but that didn’t work either. I heard this voice drift across the yard, “Warm again isn’t it, Debra?”

Now I know I’m probably coming across as unfriendly, but I’m honestly not. It’s just my yard is my little bit of peace and quiet and I felt like I had nothing in common with this woman. I didn’t need a new best friend which is what I felt like she was aiming at.

Next thing I knew she’d gotten herself a little dog exactly the same breed as mine.

I put some clothes out in bags for the thrift store van, but before it came to collect she came knocking on my door asking if she could have them. I mean, what could I say without seeming mean and petty? I told her she was welcome to them. So now she was walking about dressing like me too.

I noticed a change in her mannerisms. It was like all that time she spent watching me she’d been taking mental notes. The habit I have of biting my lip when I’m slightly annoyed. The way I push my hair back out of my eyes. She seemed to me almost mirroring my behavior. I told myself I needed to get a grip and I was just being paranoid.

She got her hair cut and dyed the same color as mine. I tried to see it as a compliment.

I felt in some odd way that she was watching me and learning how to be a person.

She’d seemed so naive when I first met her, almost childlike, but she was changing.

The time that really got under my skin was when I left the house to go shopping, and there she was in the street talking to an old man that lives a few houses along. His vision isn’t the greatest and he literally stopped dead and his mouth fell open when he saw me. He’d thought he was talking to me.

A couple of weeks after that she got a tattoo. Not just any tattoo though, my tattoo. I have a large tribal one that runs down the left side of my back. Hers was exactly the same. She was so excited when she showed me it too. Like it was completely normal. I had no idea how she did it. I could only think at some point she’d taken a photo of my back when I was lying in the sun.

While she was showing me, I noticed another tattoo on her other shoulder. It was of a crows head in a raggedy looking circle. Hard to describe but really nice. It was also oddly familiar. I went back in and stomped round my house, swearing under my breath about her. It was a couple of hours later that it clicked in my mind. I’d seen that tattoo before. There was a bar I went to occasionally a few miles away, and there was a girl there regularly, with exactly the same tattoo.

That night I decided it was time for some Facebook stalking. I started off checking out the Facebook for the venue, flicking through it’s albums, and suddenly there she was. The girl with the crow tattoo. I kept flicking through seeing if she was tagged in any of them. Suddenly I froze.

In this particular photo the girl with the crow tattoo was standing smiling. She had pale pink hair shaved up one side. Standing next to her, with identical hair, in almost exactly the same clothes was Margaret.

I took a screen shot of it and messaged everyone I knew with a copy. Margaret was freaking me out and I really wanted to talk to someone who knew her before.

Then a couple of weeks later I got a call. To begin with it barely registered who I was talking to. I was having a really crappy day. My little dog had escaped the garden. I’d popped into the house to make a cup of coffee and when I went back out she was just gone. I’d spent the day scouring the streets in a blind panic, so when my mobile rang my heart was in my mouth. My phone number was on her collar and I was hoping so much it was someone saying they’d found her.

“Hi, is that Debra?” the voice asked.

“Yes, who’s this?”

“My name’s Margaret. I’m the girl with the tattoo, and I understand you’ve been trying to get a hold of me?”

I was instantly confused. Were they both called Margaret? I explained about my neighbor and how I thought maybe they knew each other.

“If she’s who I think she is, she used to be my neighbor and her name’s not Margaret. She stole that from me. I haven’t got time to explain but I need her address. The police are looking for her.” Her voice shook with an emotion I didn’t understand.

So I did. I gave her Margaret’s address.

Within ten minutes the street was full of police cars, but they never found her.

They found my dog, in a bag in the freezer.

They found a wall covered in photos of me, taken through my windows during the night. There was even one of me getting changed, tattoo on full display.

I guess in a way I was the lucky one though, because when the real Margaret had called the police about her, not only had they found a wall covered in photos of her, they’d found her two missing children in the freezer.

She still hasn’t been found, and I’m guessing she didn’t manage to get away with more than a couple of carrier bags of stuff. So if you should happen to get a new neighbor, a small nondescript blob of a woman who seems overly keen to be friends I’d suggest you avoid her. Oh, and as a heads up, she’ll probably tell you her name is Debra.

Credits to: hrhdaf

anonymous asked:

Fierrochase au where Alex dyes Magnus's hair

OKAY SO i saw this post by @alexfierrolover and I literally had to write it with this prompt for april fools day. *looks at clock* welp, I got 20 let do this.


“ALEX FIERRO!” Magnus roars, bursting out of his room, the door hitting the wall with a bang. Everyone walking the halls of floor 19 stopped in their tracks, their attention turning to the boy framed in the doorway of his room, his blonde hair tinged with blue, his face red with furry. Someone was in trouble. 

“ALLLLEEEEXXXX,” Magnus calls, stomping down the hall to Alex’s room. He slams his fist against the wooden door, practically splintering it, due to his einherjar strength. The few people who just so happened to be passing by back away, their eyes wide with small grins spreading across their lips. Someone was going to die. 

“What do you want, Maggie,” Alex says, opening the door and rolling her eyes. She’s looking anywhere but his head, a laugh being restrained as she bites her lips. 

“You know exactly what I want, Alex,” he says, glaring daggers at her. 

“I have no idea–” she looks up into his face, and erupts into a fit of giggles, falling on the floor with laughter. 

“Allllllleeeeeeeeexxxxxxx,” Magnus says, exasperated. Shakily, she gets up, wiping tears from her eyes as she tries to gain control of herself. 

“Ahhh sorry I just….” she grins. “It turned out better than I expected.” Magnus scowls.

“So you admit it. You dyed my hair blue.” Alex snorts.

“Blue, which you know is my least favourite colour?” Alex snickers, which causes Magnus to throw his hands up in annoyance. 

Please tell me you can get rid of it.”

“Sure…. but you have to make it the end of the day.”

“But–” Alex grabs Magnus’ shirt and presses her lips to his.

“Happy April Fools, darling.” 


this may as well be the shortest thing i have ever written

Meet-the-Fathers Dinner // A Phan One-Shot

Genre: domestic fluff, family fluff, parent!phan

Words: 2.4k

Relationship status: married

Warnings: none

Summary: Fourteen-year-old Emily Lester has some big news for her parents.

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In Love With You

Summary: Bucky and Y/N don’t get along. Some people would call it hate. But for Y/N it’s love. She finally confesses to him and he might end up loving her more. 

Warnings: cursing, yelling, angst, fluffy!!!


Originally posted by pluraliz3

“Y/N YOU BITCH! I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!” Bucky was furious to say the least. He came in your room looking extremely deadly, he looked like he was literally going to kill you. He stood before you with s cold stare and his fist clenched and …. bright pink hair. Yes, you dyed his hair a few weeks ago and you’re lucky to say you are still alive. The pink hair isn’t why he is angry, no, it’s because you crashed his date by rushing into the restaurant looking like you’ve been been through hell and made a scene telling him he is going to be a father and stating how he broke up with you because you were having his child. You and Bucky never had sex but it was worth it because his date threw her glass of wine in his face and ran out. You ran back to the tower and went straight to your room and laughed so hard you felt like you gained rock hard abs. 

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bitchblike  asked:

Hope this makes you forget! RFA + V + Saeran first impressions on a Punk!MC? With tattoos, piercings...you know the drill. But *plot twist* she's very sweet and blushes easily PD: If you want to talk about how you're feeling, feel free to message me

//Omg I love this so muchh, and thank you for being so sweet awe, same for you any anyone, if anyone ever wants to talk I’m here! //

Jaehee:
• she first sees you at the door of the party
• she doesn’t know who you are at first but starts looking at the list and realizes- it’s you.
•she honestly is a little shocked at first
• you acted so sweet in the chat but now you’re ??
• so bad ass
• she hasn’t seen a lot of people that look like you, you have tattoo sleeves; an eyebrow piercing, and a nose piercing, but it’s…
•so beautiful
•she believes you look so unique and she lOves IT
• when jaehee greets you, you shy away a little bit, smiling at the ground
•YOURE A SMOL SHY BEAN
•smol bean on the inside bad ass on the outside
•Jaehee doesn’t say anything right away about it, but later on when you two are close she loves telling you every day how much she loves everything about you, and your body.

Yoosung
• this boy is sh00K wheN jaehee shows you in to the part
• ITS HER ITS THE GIRL ITS MY BBG
• and she looks so,,,
• COoL Oh my gOd
• he loves your dyed hair!
• he just imagines the hair dying parties omgomgofmgofmgofmg
•he of course doesn’t say any of this, at the party he runs to you and pulls you into an embrace
•when he kisses you the feeling of your lip piercing brushing up against his lip just excites him
• he’s gonna have fun :;))
Zen
•zen first meets you at his apartment, not at the party, so it’s a bit more private than both of them
• when zen opens the door and sees this beautiful woman covered in tattoos, piercings, and has beautiful white dyed hair he can’t help but make a joke
• “dyed your hair for me?”
•*you blush and look down*
• “n o wait I didn’t that’s n-”
•omg you’re shy
• zens thinking “shit omg i embarrassed her so bad”
• “I was just joking MC, you look beautiful. You’re making this a little hard for me” he jokes, welcoming you into his home"
•zen had always wanted to get tattoos together, against jaehee’s suggestion, when everything’s safe again you guys go and get tattoos together

Jumin
• MC was going to be staying at jumins house a few days before the party for safety yet he doesn’t know what she looks like yet, he imagines her to be elegant and perfect and-
•o there she is
• *he opens his door and sees this small girl, covered in beautiful art*
•she isn’t what he imagined… she’s better
•"hi jumin.,“
•omg her presence is so small
•jumin would never admit it but he’s a little intimidated by her when he opened the door, he had actually never seen someone like that before.
•but oh god does he love it.
•when you get in and start talking to jumin it turns into him staring at you a lot, making you blush but he’s just taking it all in. he’s never felt this way before.

Seven
•he knew prior to meeting you, unlike everyone else
• and OH GOD yoUre so H OT
• SEVEN CANT WAIT TO MEE T YOU
• when he first initially did his check on you he was worried that you’d be causing problems in the rfa you just… seemed like a big personality.
• but omg he was wrong
•you’re a smol baby that needs to be protected
• so precious
• after you two meet it’s just him asking you what made you get all the tattoos, the meaning behind all of them
• “you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid my eyes on, MC.”
•"even more beautiful than thinking you ran out of chips and realizing you had more”
•"even more than THAT.“

V

•when v first meets you he can faintly see the black ink on your skin
•V loves art, and photographing and that’s what you are to him
• a beautifully painted canvas
• you’d been so sweet in the chats though he didn’t expect it?
•you hugs him tightly when you first meet him
• he’s hesitant but… he hugs you back so tight.
• you’re so warm and just feel… safe.
•your beautiful exterior is only a bonus,
• ALSO, when you and v start seeing eachother privately you know that he will trace every tattoo on your body
•he loves photographing you so much
•you are his muse

Saeran
• YASSSSS MC
• 👏🏻 YAS 👏🏻 MC 👏🏻
•he of course doesn’t say this,
•he asks so many questions about your tattoos
•bc same
•Saeran has dyed hair; tattoo; no piercings yet though
• S O O N
• where do you get yours?!
• can we go together?!
• he is sOo hAPPY
• you guys recommend hair colors for each other; tattoos, it’s literally saerans heaven

you came back

one of them protecting the other + love confession | Ao3


for @crazy-fruit, wishing you an amazing and fantastic Star Wars day for 2017! I enjoyed writing your prompts (I chose both.. :’’) so much, as well as admiring all your lovely art along the way! I really hope that you enjoy this gift and may the force be with you! <3


Cassian stumbles into what’s become their shared quarters, Jyn halts her pacing at the edge of his bunk. He doesn’t know what he expected.

But this isn’t it.

“How dare you,” Jyn whispers, the sound hissed through her teeth. The silence that follows stings raw and bright. Cassian grips into the doorframe, to stand upright or stop himself from running to her he isn’t sure.

“You’re safe,” Cassian manages, the words parched and clumsy, viciously inadequate. He doesn’t say he’s dragged himself from Medbay, that it took four droids to hold him down when she wasn’t there. That he wept with relief when he saw the bandage round his middle.

Because for a single, splintering second, the one just before he came-to.

Cassian thought it had been her.

He sees a tear glaze the corner of Jyn’s eye. It tremors as she blinks, his head twitches before he can quash the reflex.

No.

His jaw clenches, voice prickles to ash in his throat.

Not for me.

Jyn cuts her stare aside, her smile gritted and trembling. She can’t halt the tear’s path down her cheek, won’t let him see her brush it away.

You,” she chokes again, the heat of it sends a welt through his stomach. “Are supposed to know what you’re doing. You’re the one in charge.”

“I knew what I was doing,” Cassian snarls. It feels like a misstep, too quick and too harsh, he can’t find his footing when Jyn’s glare pins him to the wall. He takes another breath, but the words only spit out fiercer.

I was protecting you.

It is completely, utterly the opposite of what Cassian wants to say.

Because it’s true.

And he already almost lost her once today.

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eva + vilde + sleep over

  • seeing p. chris and eva stuck to each others faces at every single moment has been messing with vildes brain but she just isn’t sure why exactly
  • maybe because eva is her friend and chris has shown he’s an untrustworthy asshole??? and she deserves so much much better???
  • or maybe maybe maybe its bc of the butterflies she has when she sees eva smile or recognises her amazing hair between all the other people or maybe its because…
  • but vilde doesn’t want to think about that. it gets too real and she’s not sure enough of her feelings yet (or of herself for that matter)
  • + there’s also the fact that eva is very much in a thing with chris right now
  • but one night when vilde has been drinking just a little bit too much and she’s the only one left at eva’s and they’re laying in her room, both taken up in their own thoughts she blurts it out
  • “i think about kissing you a lot”
  • and there’s silence and more silence and more silence
  • and vilde is starting to panic because what did she just say???????? did she really just say that????????

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anonymous asked:

Sasha , did you notice how el*anor changed her hair back to simple brown? she was coloring them into some blonde (I scrolled thru her insta) and was kinda wearing designer stuff. And now look at her back to no personality brunette from 2012 in ridiculous "kids clothes" lmao

When an actress reprises a role for a sequel, it’s not unusual for her to recreate the look she rocked in the original. Actually it’s expected.

Instagram thirster:

Girlfriend who is a girl:

I didn’t crop her face in the first pic. That’s how she posted it. All the better to showcase the titties in VS lingerie. I see what you did there. And that transformation really just helps drive home the point that Eleanor, girlfriend of Louis, is a role she’s playing. I think it’s safe to say she’d rather be perceived as more sexy and adult…

…as opposed to wearing matchy matchy outfits with Louis (another pic she posted like this, btw).

I mean, God bless it all, they look like cult members. LOL So yeah, she’s dyed the hair, covered the tits and shut up. That’s the Eleanor we remember.

Human? Yeah, right

While the fandom at large was basking in the warm sapphic phosphorescence of Pearl’s unbridled gayness, I have spent the last 24 hours fixating on a number of weird mysteries surrounding Pearl’s nameless new girlfriend.

Now, it’s not exactly a spoiler to say this lady looks like rose, but I don’t think we as a fandom have addressed just how fucking weird this is. Mystery girl isn’t just tall, she’s about as tall as Rose was. Rose herself was pegged as being around 10 feet tall (by comparison, the tallest human on record was only 8′11″). 

In other words, Mystery Girl is taller than any human alive. Now, I was willing to brush this off, but thats only the start of the weirdness. Remember the discussion about her Pink hair and how Steven speculated that she dyed it? As plausible as it sounded, that claim was never actually confirmed. When Pearl actually asked her, she completely deflected the question and asked Pearl to tell her instead. And when Pearl said she was a hologram, what did mystery girl say?

“I know how that is”

Okay, these clearly aren’t just a bunch of circumstantial similarities. Something smells fucking icthyan in here willing to suggest that this mystery girl is ANOTHER Rose Quartz.

Yes, I just said there was a second Rose Quartz in play, and it’s not as crazy as it sounds. A lot of people assume Rose was some sort of unique gem, but Bismuth stated pretty damn clearly this was not the case

Bismuth: Just another Quartz soldier, made right here in the dirt, but she was different. And she was different because she decided to be.

There are other Roses out there, or at least there were before the rebellion. I don’t doubt that after Rose became the face of the rebellion the Diamonds would have gotten rid of any imitators, and when that happened the only option a non-rebel Rose Quartz would have would be to go into hiding among the local population, to take a human name and wear human clothing.

The only other way we could see another Rose Quartz is if they were a fugitive like her. A gem hiding in plain sight, a twist so huge that the crew can’t even let her speak if they want to preserve it, lest people notice that she has the same voice actress as an identical gem. What a coincidence then that our Mystery Girl doesn’t speak in the episode all about her

“sir, do you need any help?” luke spins around and nods frantically, not knowing a thing about tampons. “my girlfriend, she needs them,” he says as he motions towards the array of boxes, “but I have no clue what I’m doing. clearly.” the woman laughs and asks, “what did she tell you she needed? i’ll help you look for them.” luke tugs on his hair a bit. “erm… that’s the thing. she didn’t ask. i just know that when she starts seeming a bit depressed that it’s coming and it makes her feel better when she doesn’t have to get everything herself,” he says, motioning towards his shopping basket filled with your favorite foods, a blanket, fuzzy socks, and a book you’d been dying to read. how cute is that he notices everything about you and does anything he can to help no matter what i want a luke