so that's what that face is called

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When you not prepared to get pussy...

Me: Masturbates multiple times in 1 day out of boredom😒  

(Later on that day, Took a Shower, now chilling with homies)

Originally posted by harlena-quinner

Me: (Gets a Call from GF)

GF: Want to come over so we can have sexy time? 😏😊

Originally posted by lokatiemidze

Me: Nah babe, I’m good, we can just chill another time. 

GF: What bitch you been fucking?! I’m about to come over & smell your dick! Is my pussy not good enough?! 🔪🚬👿 

Originally posted by blog-of-hide

Me: oh my god… 

GF: THATS WHAT THAT OTHER BITCH HAD U SAYING, ILL FUCKING KILL YOU BOTH! IM OMW!!😡 

Originally posted by ionlywannaseeyousmile

Me: Bruuuuh just chill it ain’t like that, 😕 

GF: I’m outside, open the door! 

Originally posted by animamlp

Me: (sends homie outside to tell her calm down)

Homie: 

Originally posted by butlercat

Gf: 

Originally posted by gamergoodgirl

Homie: I tried man, you have to face her now…

Originally posted by xxshadowxxpro

Me: (Opens the door)

Originally posted by indomitablefocus

Me : Oh My Fuck….

Originally posted by rapidrouge

All because i kept my hands to myself…

GF: I just wanna talk babe

Originally posted by theyandereblog

Me: Nah I’m good (runs back in the house)

Originally posted by kazucrash

GF: (Busts the door down)

Originally posted by bisky

GF: Give me my dick right now

Originally posted by uuvine

Me: (Dick gets hard but is still sore from earlier)

My Dick: We were not prepared for this!, but we have no choice…

Originally posted by luna-ly

Me: Lets get it!

the signs as things my dad has said (part 4)
  • aries: *reads my sister's math homework as "four boobs" instead of "four boards" on purpose, laughs for ten minutes*
  • taurus: *whenever mildly inconvenienced* you know what? fuck it. that's what i always say
  • gemini: [every time bb8 came on screen during The Force Awakens] i love that little snowman guy
  • cancer: *calls his friends his "friendsies"*
  • leo: [whenever our dogs misbehave] *monotonously* stop it please....
  • virgo: [constantly, sometimes for no reason] okay so what's happening right now
  • libra: *calls our dogs his "big good friends"*
  • scorpio: [looking up from his phone 2 minutes after i sneezed] uh...bless you
  • sagittarius: [immediately after i woke up at 6am] wow u look awful...you're like the face of tiredness
  • capricorn: [every time he hangs up after calling a store to ask for their hours] ok bye i'll see u later!!!
  • aquarius: [after i said a rock on star trek looked like a dick] what the fuck would you know
  • pisces: [on the phone with his work friend in the bathroom] me? i'm just peeing

anonymous asked:

top six iconic jason todd moments

this is…… the hardest question ever……….. lets see……

1. this whole scene……… just iconic……….. tires: stolen…… batman: got hit by a tire iron and called a boob…… jason: did that……….. legends only…….

2. this one is almost as iconic as the first one….. oh, my goodness gracious! ive been bamboozled!…… iconic

3. when two face kidnapped him and he was just so unimpressed

4. when he caught damian like this… hips dont lie

5. hes beauty, hes grace,

6. say what u wanna say about n52 and jasons characterization but this sequence…… iconic

bonus: me 2 dude me 2

ask me my top six anything!

  • Yuu: oh man I love my beautiful blond
  • Shinoa: back off, cherry boy! That beautiful blonde is mine!
  • Yuu: excuse me?! Clearly that blond is mine!
  • Shinoa: I thought you were gay!
  • Yuu: I am wtf
  • Shinoa: so why are you trying to steal my girl?!
  • Yuu: excuse me?! I think we've already had this conversation but Mika is no girl!
  • Shinoa: Mika?- oh!
  • Yuu: yeah so back off, midget!
  • Shinoa: whAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!
  • Yuu: M-I-D-G-E-T
  • Shinoa: THAT'S IT, VIRGIN, YOU ASKED FOR IT!
  • Meanwhile...
  • Mika: what are they fighting for this time?
  • Mitsuba: no idea, but by the look on Shinoa's face I'd say he made a comment about her height, so this won't end well
  • Mika: *sighing* why does Yuu-chan always ends up getting in these situations?

anonymous asked:

everyone who meets harry: harry is a natural born star there's just something effortlessly magnetic about him he's just so special on his own without even trying. harry's team: you know what we should do? fabricate an intricate fake image built on nothing but lies to make harry seem like the heterosexual rockstar i wish i was when i was younger.

Hsjsjskakalalalamsbsjzuz this tea

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BSD rarepair week - Day 1: “Frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.” - Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the Wind (because Fuku gave no damns about a gun being held to Mori’s head. Chapter 50 feels hit me in the face man)

And of course, Mori is a doctor and can do basic self-treatment. He may be looking for an excuse of some sort, for something…

(Prompt by @buraihas, thank you!!)

A lame joke
  • *Sam, Dean, and Castiel walk into a bar*
  • Bartender: *looking at the trio* I'm sorry, but we don't allow animals in here.
  • Dean: *looking to Cas* Excuse me? My friend here is a freaking angel. He's done more for this world than you ever could, and if anyone has the right to be called a "person," it's him. So why don't you say that to his face!
  • Bartender: What? An angel? No! I was talking about the gigantic moose that followed you guys in!
  • Dean: Hey! That's my brother you're-
  • Moose: *makes moose noise*
  • Dean: ...
  • Dean: *realizes that they've been walking around with a literal moose all day, mistaking it for Sam*
  • Dean: Son of a Bitch, that's the third time this week

anonymous asked:

So my sister has this book called "Go The Fuck To Sleep" that's meant for children too young to repeat the words. Any headcanons about this book + Sleep deprived Timbo + Jason? Bc I can imagine Jason throwing the book at Tim's head before leaving the room at like, 4am or something

-Jason would just be like “Listen fucko time to go to sleep before I knock you out” and Tim would look at him with what could only be described as a dead face because he’s been up for like four days
-Jason physically carrying Tim in a fireman’s carry up to Tim’s room because Tim refused to move
-“Okay story time you little shit, since you refuse to go to sleep” “Jason I’m responsible” “If you say so bud”
-“This is definitely not for children.” “Of course it is. It has pictures.”

Touka and Amon’s Conversation Says More About How They Haven’t Grown

I’ve noticed that I had a vastly different interpretation of the conversation between Touka and Amon then most of the fandom. To be fair the conversation itself seemed okay, until I got to a certain panel. 

Amon’s rhetoric has always been a simplification of a much more complicated situation, but this is an especially glaring example. What exactly about the Daughter arc gave Kureo no choice but to murder Hinami’s mom in the middle of the street in front of her daughter, then use her kakuhou and severed arm to lure that same thirteen year old child into a death trap?

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My mothers reaction to episode 9 and 10

“BORN TO MAKE HISTORY”

“I’m not gonna be ok if that dog dies”

Oh god Victor left"

Stop calling him porkcutlet bowl"

“Yuri and his grandpa are so cute”

“Yuri will be able to do it because Victors in his heart”

“Ugh this guys got a gote”

“Did Salsa just break up with her brother?”

“WHY IS HE PUTTING HIS FACE NEAR HIS SISTERS BOOBS”

“HE FELL IT’S ALL OVER”

“Did…did the siblings fuck? Did i miss something?”

“THE LAST TIME I SKATE FOR YOU??? SO THEY DID FUCK”

“Is Yurio ok?”

“STOP CALLING HIM PORK CUTLET”

“OH MY GOD HE DID IT”

“OH GOD HOW IS YURI GONNA BEAT HIM”

“TELL ME WHAT HAPPENS”

“I WANT MORE NAKED VICTOR”

“I’m too nervous to watch”

“FUCK HE FELL THATS IT OH MY GOD”

“Get this JJ shit out of here”

“He talks to much”

“I hope he flubs it”

“Why is Yuri hugging everyone”

“I WANT THEM TO KISS”

“BORN TO MAKE HISTORY”

“Are Victor and Yuri gonna fuck now

“Why is Yuri wearing cat ears”

“THAI MAN YEEEEES”

“Oh my god is Yurio gay as well”

“OTOBEK HAS LIKED HIM ALL THIS TIME”

“ARE THEY GETTING MARRIED WHAT”

“WHAT WHAT WHAT”

*sobbing so hard my father comes to check on us*

“This is so beautiful”

“POLE DANCING? THIS SHOW HAS EVERYTHING”

“I love Thai man”

“GO THE FUCK AWAY JJ DIE”

“Oh my god this show is so beautiful”

“POLE DANCING”

More Than Bubbles - Part 1

Okay guys.. SUPRISE I am joining the club.. This is the first fic I have ever written. Please keep in mind that English isn’t my first language but I tried my best. I didn’t felt self conscious enough to even try writing a fic. Until a couple days ago when I had this dream and I couldn’t get this idea out of my head. I just needed to write it down.

A huge THANK YOU to my twinny Emma @fillthevoid-stilinski for motivating me and giving me enough courage to even post this. Plus for answering every single one of my stupid questions and most of all for proofreading and editing this. I love you a lot ❤️

 And also thank you to @cynicallystiles for helping me out 💜 I really appreciate it 😘

 Please let me know what you think and if you wanna have a part 2 because that’s not the whole story I had in mind… I just wanted to wait and see what you guys think.

Part 2

Pairing: Stiles x Reader

Words: 1273

Warnings: bullying, fluff 

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines


Scott, Stiles and I have been best friends ever since I can remember. Our parents knew each other in high school. I don’t know how it feels to be without them and to be honest, I don’t want to. They’re not only my best friends but for a long time my only friends. Ever since I was a little child, I was very shy and self-conscious about myself. I never felt like I was good enough, pretty enough or thin enough. But those boys always made sure I didn’t feel lonely. It has always been just the three of us.

That changed sophomore year of high school when Allison moved to Beacon Hills and Scott fell in love with her. From the moment she walked into our classroom, I knew he fell for her hard. I knew that because he looked at her the exact way I look at Stiles. Yes, Stiles. He may be more than just a best friend. For a long time, I had unexplained feelings towards him. Stiles doesn’t know about these feelings and it has to stay that way. Our friend group grew a little more since Allison and Scott got together three years ago. Lydia, Malia and Issac had joined the group as well. 

I feel safe when I’m with my friends but when I’m alone, it feels like everyone is staring at me. I hate walking to classes alone, Stiles always try to escort me because he knows how anxious I can get. But sometimes it isn’t possible, like right know. I’m walking alone to my next class feeling everyones eyes on me when I hear someone say “Look who is walking all alone today. I wonder if her ‘friends’ finally noticed that they were way out of her league! She is just a fat pig. I mean look how pretty Lydia and Allison are.” I feel the tears slowing coming but I can’t let them see me weak.

I start walking faster until I’m in the bathroom and just let the tears flow down my cheeks. Luckily I’m all alone and nobody can hear me cry.

After a couple of minutes, I try to get myself together because I need to go to class, I can’t afford to fail any classes this year. Staring at my own reflection in the mirror, my eyes are a little bit red and my mascara is a bit smudged but I didn’t care enough to fix it. All I can think about is that they are right. I’m not good enough to be friends with them. Not pretty like Allison or Lydia. Not good enough for his love. And I never will be.

The sound of the bell ringing for the next class rips me out of my thoughts. I pick my backpack off the ground and rush out of the bathroom directly into Stiles arms. “There you are Bubble! I was looking for you!” I smile a little at the nickname he gave me back when we were children, I was totally obsessed with blowing bubbles.

“Wait were you crying in there? What’s wrong?” he asks me after realizing the state I’m in. “Oh it’s nothing.” I shot back hoping that he wouldn’t ask anymore questions.

I start walking away as fast as I can. “Y/N ?! Wait!” he yells after me but I already disappeared into the crowd of students to avoid explaining why I was crying.

I can barely concentrate in class. My brain keeps wandering back to the situation earlier. Dark thoughts clouding my mind to the point that I can’t take it anymore. Without thinking and saying anything, I grab my stuff and just run out of the classroom, out of the school. I just want to go out home and be alone.

It has been 6 hours since I came home from school. Luckily my parents are currently away on a business trip so I could just lay in my bed and feel sorry for myself. And that was exactly what I was doing for the past couple of hours. I didn’t even bother to take off my shoes or unpack my stuff.

My mobile was also still in my backpack and thats why I haven’t read any of the 15 messages and didn’t see the 7 missed calls Stiles has left.

You can imagine how confused I was when I heard the front door open and footsteps running up the stairs. Stiles opens the door to my room, an angry look on his face. I sit up slightly and stare back at him.

Before I could say anything, he starts yelling, “Are you fucking kidding me? I tried to call you like 3 billion times! First, I find you crying in the bathroom and don’t tell me you haven’t cried because I am not stupid!” He closes his eyes, steam nearly coming from his ears, “And then I hear that you just run out of class without any explanation? I worried about you! Why are you ignoring me? Did I do something wrong? Please tell me what happened!”

I immediately start crying again and bury my head in my hands. Loud sobbing noises leaving my lungs. Stiles comes over to my bed and sits down besides me. He embraces me tightly and I just let the tears out. Even though I thought I hadn’t any left. “It’s okay Bubble.. I got you… I’m here.” he says while stroking my hair softly. 

“You shouldn’t be here.. You shouldn’t waste your time on me. I’m not worth it.” I say quietly and it came out more as a whisper but it was loud enough for him to hear. He leans back a bit and takes my face in his hands; One hand on each cheek. He looks me deep in the eye and says “Don’t be stupid y/n. I don’t want to hear that ever again. It’s totally bullshit! Who is saying that?” My eyes wander around the room while explaining to him what happened earlier, avoiding to continue to look in his.

A part of me was afraid to sound stupid. Another part was afraid to realise, based on the look in his eyes, that they were right.

When I finish my story, he stands up from my bed and angrily wanders around the room.Is he angry at my? Is he trying to find the best way to tell me that it is true? That I am indeed not good enough to be friends with them?

He sits down next to me and his eyes find mine again. He takes a deep breath and says “I want you to listen to me okay? Don’t tell Scott I said this but you are the best human on this planet. You are so kind and loving. Remember when my mum died? You were the only person who could make me laugh. I don’t know what I would have done without you so many times. You are my best friend and I love you. You hear me?” His face was so close to mine that I could feel his warm minty breath on face.

A small tear rolls down my cheek which he wipes away with his thumb. My lips slowly curling into a weak smile. He smiles back at me. I could feel the butterflies dancing to the melody of his words in my stomach. All I wanna do is kiss him right now; I believed every word he said. And god knows I love him too. I love him more than I ever loved blowing bubbles. Just not in the way he loves me.

anonymous asked:

what about a "girls night in" with Ethan. Like you two are doing face masks while watching movies. ❤ your works btw

Ahhh im so into this

•you’re missing your gal friends a lot since you moved out to LA

•Eth kinda blames himself bc you moved out there for him :((

•eth asking amy & kat what girls do when they have sleepovers

•amy & kat dragging eth to target

•"what the fuck is an activated charcoal mask?“
“Its heaven for your pores”

•making eth pick out masks & candles

•"isnt eucalyptus the stuff koalas eat?? Why are we putting that on our faces”
“Its not that deep”

•eth surprising you with your fave snacks, candles, movie & face masks!!

•"since you cant hang with your gal friends, ill be your gal friend for tonight" :)

•eth putting a mask on with you

•feeding each other snacks while also taking ugly videos of each other

•putting a blue face mask on and calling yourself ethan

•"whats up my cranky crew its papa smurf from crankgameplays"
“Thats not what i sound like”

•so much giggly, pure, love

•good boyf ethan to the rescue


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Shopping Disasters - Stiles Stilinski

Originally posted by mischiefstydia

Summary: Stiles takes (Y/N) shopping after ruining her favourite jeans and tells a douche to fuck off.

Warnings: Swearing (just a lil).


Scott and I were sitting at a table in the cafeteria discussing how we were going to go about the new threat in Beacon Hills. He was struggling to come up with something which meant as always he’d come to me for help. Although I wasn’t the smartest in the group, I was one of if not the most determined. That was something I loved about myself. No matter what, I’d never give up. There was always a way. 

“Well, what if I distract them by pretending that one of them is killing me but its secretly like Liam dressed up and then I can attack them when they aren’t factoring me into their plan and they’ve forgotten about me.” I suggest.

“No, too many things could go wrong. You’re scent might give it away somehow too. Theres a big difference between the smell of alive and dead people.”

“Yeah, but only after they’ve started decomposing.” 

“How can you talk about something like that without even looking disturbed.” Scott shifted uncomfortably.

“Scott, come on. You’re the one thats going out and smelling this and fighting these guys all the time. Surely a conversation like this doesn’t scare you that bad.” I say matter of factly as he screws his face up. I giggle which quickly stops as I hear Stiles calling out for us and running towards us and then feeling his lunch splatter all over my pants. I gasp loudly and freeze trying to wrap my head around what had happened. 

“Oh my god (Y/N), I’m so sorry.” I laugh slightly in disbelief. 

“That was my favourite pair of jeans.” 

“I’ll buy you some more! I promise.” I start wiping myself off and laughing.

“No, its fine Stiles. Don’t stress. Lydia always has a spare set of clothes on her anyways.”


“What? Where’s the rest of it?” I ask shocked. 

“It’s a skirt, (Y/N); not a thong.” She rolls her eyes with a playful smile. 

“And this?!”

“A crop top?” 

“Never mind, I’ll just wear the spaghetti stained clothes.”

“Uh, uh. Not on my watch. A good friend would never let you walk around wearing that. Go get changed.” She says as she throws me her clothes. I look at her skeptically before she makes a ‘shoo’ sign and I throw my head back playfully exaggerating. 


“(Y/N)!” I hear from behind me. I turn around to see Stiles running towards me. “I just wanted to let yo- oh shit” I furrowed my eyebrows together.

“What?” 

“You’re um… outfit.”

“Yeah, it’s Lydia’s spare. I didn’t realise it would be… well this.”

“No, no, no. You look good- It looks good. Uh-anyway, I double checked with Scott and he said that he’s working tonight so he doesn’t need any help with, y’know.” He says as he lifts his hands and does the worst impression I’d ever seen. I giggled and he quickly stopped. “So, uh if you want, like you don’t have to, but I was just thinking, I could take you out. Like to the shops. To go… shopping. Because I ruined your jeans. And-”

“If you stop talking then yes.” I laugh and he nods furiously. 


“Thanks by the way. And you know what, I think the jeans you got me are even better than the ones I already had.” I smiled as we sat down in the food court.

“You don’t have to thank me. It’s my fault you lost them in the first place. I just have to quickly go pee so I’ll be right back.” He says as he walks off taking his phone.

“Hey there, little lady. Did your boyfriend leave you?” A guy who was obviously in college came over wearing his frat jumper and a dumb snapback cap. 

“Oh, no. He’s not my boyfriend.” I say as I think of Stiles and smile a little. We definitely had something but nothing had happened as of yet.” 

“Oh, really?” He smirks as he sits down in Stile’s seat.

“Oh, sorry but my friends coming back so you can’t really sit there.” He ignores what I say and picks a fry up off of my plate. I quickly send a text to Stiles saying ‘SOS’. “I suggest you put that fry back where it was.” He smirks and winks at me as he takes a bite out of it and puts the rest on my plate. I immediately stand up and lean over the table. 

“What are you gonna do, sweetheart?” I angrily glare at him and next thing I know I had punched him in the face. 

“(Y/N)? What are you doing?!” I heard Stiles say as he quickly strode towards the table. “What happened?” He asks confused to the guy sitting in his spot. 

“This psycho bitch hit me!” Stiles looked at him with the most disgusting look I had ever seen. I didn’t think it was possible for Stiles to even appear that angry but if looks could kill then this asshole would be six feet under.

“Fuck off.” He said lowly. My eyes widened as Stiles rarely ever said that word.

“Excuse me?” 

“Fuck. Off.” He said slightly louder but so intensely angry that the guy quickly stood up and walked off. 

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have left you alone.” He hugs me.

“It’s not you’re fault. And I think I took care of him pretty well.” I smirked as I rubbed my knuckles thinking about the punch. 

“Thats my girl.” He said without thinking and swung his arm around my shoulder. I froze for a second before easing into it. I picked up my bag and Stiles and I walked like that all the way back to his jeep. “Home?” He asks and I shake my head. 

“Let’s go on an adventure.” I smile. Stiles returns the gesture and we drive out to the forest where we then walk through it for the next hour or so just feeling complete with one another’s company. 


Time to go write my 4 Literature essays! wooo! :/

one thing that bothers me abt avas demon is that clearly the art and dialogue have improved immensely and id say the characters are a lot more realistic blah blah blah BUT michelles devotion to odins stutter just plummeted after the ship crash. (so did the ship. hahahaha). my point is this was a realistically depicted stutter that got worse around tricky consonant combinations + when odin was nervous, and just generally fluctuated in severity instead of just being an apostrophe thrown in once or twice per sentence. examples:

(^^the wrench ones my favorite. iconic. a good moment.)

basically his stutter was a big part of the way he talked. it hit you in the face with a brick. it took a long time to get sentences out, which frustrated the other characters and himself. it also took up a lot of space, which im assuming is the reason its been reduced to this:

see what i mean? it isnt a big deal. it just bugs me because, the way he talked at the beginning, thats what a stutter actually sounds like. its annoying and it takes a really long time-thats why its called a speech impediment. and so i think taking it away it robs odins character of a certain amount of depth. i dont know. sorry for wasting your time lol

anonymous asked:

Sorry for all that spilled tea, I'll clean it up with a concept immediately: Lance is the kinda person to chase after bubbles while Keith stands in their path just watching them and occasionally gets hit right in the face with a bubble he didn't notice. Once pidge had a camera and took a picture right as a bubble hit his nose and another right after when Keith looks all shocked. Lance has both in an album where he keeps pictures of everyone, so Keith can finally have a family photo album.

Someone called the ambulance I think I died

rules and tips for dating a hockey player

what the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? ill have you know i graduated top of my class in the navy seals, and ive been involved in numerous secret raids on al-quaeda, and i have over 300 confirmed kills. i am trained in gorilla warfare and im the top sniper in the entire us armed forces. you are nothing to me but just another target. i will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this earth, mark my fucking words. you think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the internet? think again, fucker. as we speak i am contacting my secret network of spies across the usa and your ip is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. the storm that wiped out the pathetic little thing you call your life. youre fucking dead, kid. i can be anywhere, anytime, and i can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and thats just with my bare hands. not only am i extensively trained in unarmed combat, but i have access to the entire arsenal of the united states marine corps and i will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. if only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. but you couldnt, you didnt, and now youre paying the price, you goddamn idiot. i will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. youre fucking dead, kiddo.

Will You Fake Date Me? (Jimin Fluffy Imagine)
  • INT. Y/N'S HOUSE -- EVENING
  • Y/N sits on the couch enjoying a delicious bowl of popcorn. Her eyes are glued to the screen where a scary movie plays. Y/N's eyes widen in anticipation, her mouth ajar. She lifts a handful of popcorn to her mouth when-
  • JIMIN: Y/N!
  • Jimin barges through her front door. His small figure is illuminated by the moon of the dark night.
  • Y/N: AHHHHH!
  • By pure reflex, and not a hint of maliciousness, Y/N flings the tin bowl of popcorn at Jimin, showering her living room in kernels and nailing Jimin in the head.
  • JIMIN: OW! Y/N! What the hell?
  • Jimin massages the blow to his head.
  • Y/N: Jimin, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?
  • JIMIN: Yeah, I'm fine.
  • After hearing this, Y/N proceeds to smack Jimin upside the head.
  • JIMIN: OW!?
  • Y/N: That was for scaring me. How did you even get in here?
  • Jimin plops himself down on the couch with a sour expression and his hands rubbing the spot on his head that had received yet another blow.
  • JIMIN: The door was unlocked. You know for someone who watches a bunch of thriller movies, you really don't take all the necessary precautions.
  • Y/N sits beside him and pauses the movie.
  • Y/N: Why are you here? Shouldn't you be on a date with 'Super hot as fuck' Irene.
  • Y/N tries to pull off her best imitation of Jimin when she says, "Super hot as fuck" but her voice comes out a lot deeper than his.
  • JIMIN: Why don't we just call her 'Super hot bitch' 'cuz it turns she only asked me to come out to make Taehyung jealous.
  • Y/N: Seriously?
  • JIMIN: Yes seriously. I just can't believe I thought she actually wanted to go out with me. You know to actually date me.
  • Y/N pauses. She doesn't really know what to say in this situation. She's used to always being the one sulking and Jimin cheering her up.
  • JIMIN: Okay you can stop with the pity stares. I'll live.
  • Y/N: You came to the right place Jimin. My shoulders aren't as sturdy as Jin's but they are here for your tears.
  • Jimin bursts out laughing. Y/N flings kernels of popcorn on the couch at him.
  • JIMIN: That was terrible. Thank you.
  • Jimin sighs.
  • JIMIN: As much as I'd like to stop holding back my tears, I came here on strict business.
  • Y/N raises her eyebrow.
  • Y/N: I'm all ears Agent Chim.
  • JIMIN: I want you to fake date me.
  • Y/N pauses.
  • Y/N: If this were a movie, this would be the perfect moment for a spit take.
  • JIMIN: Y/N, I'm serious.
  • Y/N: You're joking.
  • JIMIN: I just said 'I'm serious'
  • Y/N: That's insane. Friends don't just fake date each other.
  • JIMIN: How would we know? To us it wouldn't be fake dating.
  • Y/N: Jimin, shut up. No way, I am not fake dating you.
  • JIMIN: Please, Y/N, I need your help.
  • Jimin grabs Y/N's hand in his. He tilts his head and pouts his lips. Y/N shakes her head at him.
  • Y/N: Why? Why would we even need to do this?
  • JIMIN: I want Irene to want me. I want her to see what she could have had. What we could have been.
  • Y/N frowns and pulls her fingers away from Jimin's
  • Y/N: Why do you like her so much?
  • JIMIN: What do you mean?
  • Y/N: What's so great about her? I mean yeah she's pretty and all but so are lots of girls. What's so different about her?
  • Jimin pauses. You can tell he's thinking pretty hard about this. He slumps back on the couch and stares into his lap.
  • JIMIN: Honestly I have no idea.
  • Y/N: See? You want to do all this for a girl you don't even really like.
  • JIMIN: I do like her. I just don't know what I like about her.
  • Y/N huffs and the two sit awkwardly in silence on the couch for a moment. A few times Jimin starts his sentence to name something he likes about Irene but then falls back into thought. Eventually Y/N breaks the silence and says.
  • Y/N: You know, if you had just asked me to go on a date with you, I would have said yes.
  • JIMIN: You mean like a real date?
  • Y/N: Yeah, a real date. I kinda get how you felt earlier about Irene using you to get to Taehyung now. And its not your fault. I should of told you earlier Jimin. I like you.
  • Jimin's eyes are wide. He stares at Y/N who is looking down into her lap awaiting for his response. Eventually she breaks the silence again.
  • Y/N: You're my best friend Jimin and I would do anything to help you but fake dating you would be so much harder for me than you think because that's probably the closest we would ever get to becoming more than friends.
  • Y/N gets up off the couch and slowly makes her way to the landing of the stairs.
  • Y/N: It's late. I'm going to bed. You can let yourself out. Goodnight Jimin.
  • Y/N reaches the first step of the stairs when Jimin calls-
  • JIMIN: Wait!
  • Y/N stops at the step and turns around to face Jimin.
  • JIMIN: When you asked me what I liked about Irene, I couldn't think of anything. But when you said what you said right now, I asked myself what I liked about you, and there were so so many reasons Y/N. I like everything about you. Even the annoying things aren't that annoying. Y/N, I think I like you too.
  • A/N:
  • Hello! This is my first time writing an imagine in screenplay format. I tried to incorporate both into one and this is what we got. I really hope you guys liked this because this was a lot of fun to write. Also to the Anon who requested this, I'm sure this wasn't what you imagined but I hope you liked it all the same. Thanks for all the support guys! Thanks @limseoyeon
  • ~Armygirl