sorry hope but i enjoy chips

Take a break.

“ Pls i need crying calvin. Like not a seriously sad fic, just like sobbing sad calvin that gets comforted? Pls ily “

THIS WAS THE CUTEST THING TO WRITE. I hope you enjoy it! Sorry for it being so short??  


Balancing my laptop on my thighs, I groan, stretching my right arm out to reach for the bag of chips on the floor beside my bed. I grab the bag between the tips of my fingers, pulling it up to me. I place the bag next to my laptop, pressing play on the anime I was currently watching. The screen goes black before the theme song plays. My mind wanders off to thoughts of Calvin, he was currently in his room making a facecam, well, trying to, and by the sounds of it, it doesn’t sound like it’s going very well.

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jealous over nothing [jimin&you]

Summary: Jimin thinks you’re dating Taehyung because you’ve been hanging out with the younger boy a lot. 

semi sequel from congratulations lol

a/n: sorry anonnie if this was short. i’m feeling quite drowsy from some meds i took, but i still tried to update since i’m not working today. hope you enjoyed it still! ^_^

Originally posted by aegyojimin

You’re out shopping for some groceries with the help of Taehyung, and he notices you looking at the bag of chips that Jimin favors. You sigh at the thought of it, thinking if you should grab the junk food or not.

“Hmm, how weird is it that only Jimin likes this brand of chips but you’re looking at it?” Taehyung speaks up jokingly, and you laugh at him.

“You’re such a teasing jerk. I’m grabbing it for him anyway,” you say as you place a bag into the shopping cart.

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Childish~J.G.~

Summary: Jack is ignoring you

Requested:yes

Note: sorry it’s so short

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Me and Jack were watching a movie and trying to enjoy eachother.

Key word: trying.

Jack was on his phone and hasn’t looked at me or even the movie once.

“Who is that?” I ask him.

“Yeah cool” he says completely uninterested.

“Well whoever it is, I hope they’re enjoying you” I say rolling my eyes. I decide to go make me something to eat.

I jumped up on the counter and opened up a bag of chips. I began eating them while watching snapchat stories.

I was laughing at Johnsons story when my phone was pulled away from me.

“Babe, why aren’t you watching the movie? Do you not want to spend time with me?” Jack say going through my phone with an eyebrow raised.

“Oh so you can ignore me but the second I look at my phone I’m not spending time with you? You’re the one ignoring me Jack” I say as I hop off the counter and walk into the living room.

I sat on the couch with my arms crossed and a pout on my face.

“So y/ns angry because I was ignoring her and she’s whiny” I hear Jack say with a smirk.

“I FUCKING HATE YOU GILINSKY” I say slightly laughing at his childish behavior.

I heard the video being replayed and realized you could hear me telling Gilinsky I hate him. He giggled and walked into the living room with the camera pointed at me.

He ran and jumped on me while I screamed.

“JACK QUIT” I say annoyed but still happy.

“You know you love it when I ignore you” he says pinching my cheeks. I swat his hand away.

“Yeah. Really sweeps me off my feet, every girls dream” I say sarcastically while rolling my eyes.

“Oh shut up and come look at snapchats filters.”

anonymous asked:

jace and annie bonding?- xanotherxdimension

Of course! I love little Jacey! She’s so cute and fun to write about! I hope you like this and sorry it took so long, haha, I’ve been busy lol. Enjoy! I loved writing this! I love Jace and Estella and Milo! All the tomco babies!

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“You want a chip?” Jace asked. Annie crawled up onto the countertop and started scream-growling the tune to some song. Jace hushed her.

“Shhh, Annie.” She smiled a bit. “What song it that?” Jace asked. Annie hummed a bit to herself and shrugged.

“Made it up.” She responded. Jace smiled and handed Annie the bag of chips, laughing when the gecko ate the entire thing in one bite, including the bag. “I like songs, they go loud or soft and I like the music.” Annie blabbered. Jace smiled and watched Annie swing her legs back and forth for a while until jumping up on the counter.

“Annie, do you want to play a game?” Jace asked. Annie looked at her curiously.

“Why? Is it a special day?” Annie asked. Jace shook her head.

“No, mom and dad are out and asked me to keep you company, I feel like we don’t spend enough time together.” Jace told her. Annie smiled and jumped down off of the table. She ran into the living room and came back out with a blanket.

“Let’s play fort!” Annie exclaimed.

“You mean build a fort? How do you play fort?” Jace asked. Annie stared at her sister for a long time and held the blankets out more.

“We are going to play fort.” She repeated Jace shrugged and helped Annie set up the fort on the couch. When they were done Jace went upstairs to get Annie’s heat lamp so the lizard could stay comfortably in the fort. Annie smiled and curled up on her blanket and handed Jace a book. Scooting closer to her sister.

“You want me to read to you?” Jace asked. Annie nodded and scooted even closer while Jace opened the book. “Okay, what story do you want to hear?” Jace asked. She flipped through the book and Annie stopped her.

“I wanna hear a knight and princess story!” Annie cheered. Jace smiled and flipped the pages the one of the story books.

“Once upon a time, there was a fearless knight names Annie Diaz.” Jace smiled. Annie scooted closer and listened. “And one day, Annie was riding her horse through the forest when she came across a beautiful princess.” Jace shared.

“I want the princess to be Mala!” Annie smiled. “The girl from the movie, she was pretty.” Annie gushed. Jace laughed and remembered the movie they saw the previous night. There was a woman named Mala who was a queen of some sort, and Annie had taken a liking to her. Jace turned the page and kept reading.

“The princess’ name was Mala, and she ruled over a large and wonderful kingdom.” Jace read. She wasn’t actually reading, just making up a silly story for Annie off the top of her head. “And Annie and Mala became very close and one day got married.” Jace said. Annie giggled and chewed on her tail.

“Was mom and dad at my wedding?” Annie asked.

“Of course they were!” Jace smiled. “And so was I and Estella. And all your friends from school.” Jace said. Annie stopped chewing on her tail.

“I only got Henry.” Annie muttered. “Nobody else wants to be friends with me.” She admitted. Jace just closed the book, not knowing how to respond to this. “Everyone thinks I’m weird because I scream a lot and don’t want to be touched by some people. They think something’s wrong with me.” Annie continued.

“Nothing is wrong with you, Annie. You’re mind works differently and that’s okay. It’s wonderful even. You’re interesting and fun and you have an amazing mind.” Jace promised. “You’re young. And little kids don’t always understand that. But once they get to know you they’ll see how great you are.” Jace promised.

“The teachers single me out. It makes me feel dumb.” Annie frowned and hit her head. Jace put her arm around the lizard and Annie made a face. “I try to participate but they always say things like ‘You don’t have to’. I want to! And then when I get things wrong they say things like ‘good job Annie!” in that™ voice.” Annie explained. Jace gave her sister a light hug and patted her head.

“I know it’s annoying. People don’t understand.” Jace said. Annie hugged her sister very tightly and squeezed.

“You do! And I love you!” Annie smiled. Jace couched a bit because her sister was choking her and Annie let go. “Now read me more stories!” Annie cried. “I want my wedding to be super fun and me and Mala to be dressed it the prettiest dresses!”

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“Jīvana aura Mukkēbājī: Maggots and Malarkey”, Part 3 of 3.

Part 1

Part 2

In case you can’t Aran’s letter:

“Dear Aran, It seems like we won’t be able to attend your upcoming bout next week. So instead, we chipped in together to get you this good luck gift. With love, the Family. -Ma, Da, Bradon, Shanon, Jack, Rita, Niall, Fioh Fionn”

Names are taken from Meeky’s headcanon, I AM A THIEF I AM SORRY.

And there you have it! Hope you enjoyed the comic, folks!

Easter Sunday

Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 467

Warnings: lol one swear word

A/N: hi everybody! considering this is my first post, i’m assuming there’s like 2 of you, but as you can see i’m very new to tumblr. i’m a little apprehensive about posting this, but i’m taking a plunge and doing it. i hope you enjoy :) sorry in advance for any mistakes :)

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The smell of chocolate chip pancakes wafting through your room woke up. Sunlight poured through the curtains and you groaned, shoving your face back into the pillow. After a few minutes you decided to get up. As you walked into the kitchen, you were greeted by your shirtless boyfriend making breakfast.

“Morning, Doll.” Bucky said, sending you a grin. “Nice shirt.”

You smirked, looking down at Bucky’s blue t-shirt that you were wearing.

“It’s so comfy.” You responded.                                        

“Here you go, your favorite; chocolate chip pancakes and bacon.” He said, setting the plate and a coffee mug in front of you.

“Mm, you’re too good to me.” You responded, sipping your coffee and sending him a warm smile.

“Well its Easter Doll, of course I woke up to make you breakfast. Oh and start searching the apartment, there are some surprises.”

You grinned, knowing full well that Bucky had set up an egg hunt. You hopped out of your chair giddily and grabbed his hand to pull him around with you while you hunted. His laughter filled the room and you turned to kiss him.

“You know Buck, I love you more than anything.” You cooed.

His grin was massive, “And I love you more. Now go look for these eggs!” He exclaimed.

After about an hour you had found all the eggs. You and Bucky were now sitting on the couch cuddled together with piles of candy wrappers surrounding you.

“Tony’s having a party later tonight so I’m going to get up and pull some clothes out for us.” You said, but after you stood up Bucky pulled you back down.

“Before you do that, I have another gift for you.” He said sheepishly.

He pulled a bright pink Easter egg out of his pocket and handed it to you. His cheeks had a light pink tint on them and you wondered what could be in it. You grabbed the egg and popped it open. The gasp that left your lips made Bucky blush even more. A simple, yet elegant, diamond ring rested in there.

“I know it’s not much, but I figured you wanted to go simple. (y/n) I love you more than I could any love anything and I can’t imagine my future with anybody else, so will you marry me?”

You looked up at him, eyes sparkling.

Of course.” You marveled. “This ring is almost as gorgeous as you. I love you more than those pancakes you made me; I love you more than anything else.”

“Good, because that would have been horribly awkward if you said no.” Bucky laughed.

You grabbed him and pulled him into the biggest kiss you could muster.

“Nat’s is going to lose her shit.” You giggled and jumped up grabbing his hand and leading him into the bedroom so you could get ready for the party.


Easter Evenings (Part 2)

Quick! Before the clock tolls midnight, let’s talk about...

THE ULTIMATE HEADCANON FOR HOW EMMA FINDS KILLIAN IN THE UNDERWORLD! 

Gah, it’s not midnight yet, thankfully! So sorry for the wait! Here’s the link to the previous part if you missed it, and all other parts can be found in the #canwetalkaboutcaptainswan tag. Love you guys, and I hope you enjoy! (Prepare yourself for heavy doses of Daddy!Charming) 

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Liam had prepared chocolate chip pancakes, sprinkled generously with icing sugar. Henry piled back approximately 12, his stomach seemingly bottomless. Emma sat between the brothers again, and the tugging feeling in her gut kept nagging at her, and it was getting worse by the moment. Liam had just got Killian here, and already, he was so happy. And he’d been so welcoming to her family, already having long talks with her father like they were old friends. It broke Emma’s heart that he was hours away from being alone again. And if it broke Emma’s heart, she couldn’t imagine what it would do to Hook’s.

“You alright, love?” Killian asked, interrupting her thoughts, squeezing her hand. He could always tell when something was bothering her.

“She just needs another pancake,” David piped up, and she offered him a small smile, squeezing Hook’s hand to reassure him.  

“Why didn’t you just say so, love?” Liam asked, plopping another one onto her plate. Emma poured the syrup over the perfect pancake, hoping its deliciousness would distract her from her feelings.

The next hour felt like a blur. To Emma, if felt like one minute they were all sitting at the breakfast table, and the next, they were in the backyard, ready for the heart-splitting. Emma’s backyard was spacious; everyone fit easily outside, and they were all gathered around Emma and Regina. It was decided that Regina would be the one to split Emma’s heart; after all, she’d done it successfully with Snow and Charming. Killian stood closely to her side, his fingers laced through hers. Liam stood a few steps behind Killian, his arm on Henry’s shoulder.

“Are you ready Swan?” Regina asked, rolling up a sleeve. “I won’t sugar-coat, this is going to hurt.”

Emma gritted her teeth together, and stole a glance backward. In her view she could see four boys, all four of them with clenched jaws. Almost simultaneously, all four of them nodded at her, and Emma smiled at them.

“Ready,” she told Regina, and she squeezed Killian’s hand.

Emma saw Liam put the hand that wasn’t resting on Henry’s shoulder on Killian’s, and the pain of Regina plunging her hand into Emma’s chest felt like nothing compared to the pain that once again ripped through her gut.

A million thoughts flew through her mind at once.
Will Liam go back to having nightmares after we leave?
How are we going to say goodbye?
…Did I even ask Killian if he wanted to come home with me?
DID I even ask Killian if he wanted to come home with me??!!?!

Her thoughts were interrupted when Regina pulled on her heart with a sharp tug. Emma gasped, expecting to see her heart in front of her eyes, but she didn’t. It didn’t come lose from her chest…just like when Cora tried to rip it out. It wouldn’t budge.

“Damnit,” Regina swore, tugging again.

Emma gasped even louder, seeing black spots appear in front of her eyes.

“Regina, stop!” Snow commanded, putting a hand on Regina’s arm.

“I don’t know why it isn’t working!” she said angrily, and pulled once more.

“Cora couldn’t get it out either,” Snow said reflectively.

“That’s enough Regina, you’re hurting her!” Killian bellowed, moving to stand in front of Emma, which prompted Regina’s hand to drop from its position. Emma let out a gust of air, and before she knew it, Killian’s arms were around her, holding her tightly against him. She automatically reciprocated the hug, and looked over her shoulder to see the expressions of sadness on everyone’s faces. She couldn’t help  it, then; tears started forming in her eyes, and she pulled back, trying to wriggle out of Killian’s grip. He wasn’t having any of that. He held her tightly with his left arm, and his good hand flew to her face, padding at her cheek gently. “Don’t worry, darling. It’ll be alright, love, we’ll-“

But Emma couldn’t listen right now. She pulled back some more, and this time, he let her go. “I…I just need to be alone…for a while,” she said, and before anyone could dispute her, she was running up the back porch steps into the house.

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Emma sat on the edge of her bed, knees curled up against her chest. She could feel herself falling apart. She didn’t know what to do…she didn’t know how to fix this. She was supposed to be the Saviour, storming the Underworld to rescue her True Love…but it all sounded silly now. Now it was all complicated and blowing up in her face. She sniffled, frustratingly swiping the tears out from under her eyes with one hand and gripping her necklace in the other. She felt another wave of tears coming. Why was everything always so hard?

A few minutes later, there was a soft knock on her door.

“I’m not ready to talk yet, Killian,” she said sadly, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s not Killian, it’s just Dad,” David said from behind the door, “Can I come in?”

Emma bit her lip, staring at the door. A beat of silence ensued.

“Okay,” she said then, surprising even herself with the word.

The doorknob twisted immediately, and her father walked in quietly, and Emma watched with her head perched on her knees while he took a seat next to her on the bed.  

She stared at her daddy with wide, sad green eyes, and he looked at her with tender concern, raising a hand to place against her shoulder. At his touch, something in her came loose, and all at once she let out a sob and wound her arms around his neck.

“Oh, Emma,” he said sadly, and immediately held her, pulling her swiftly onto his lap and settling his hand against her head. He rocked them gently, letting her cry it out for a minute.

She struggled to compose herself, struggled to get out some words. “Dad, I…” he rubbed her back, encouraging her to go on. “I’m supposed to be the Saviour…we came…we came here to find the mmm-missing piece of our family and I just….”

“I know, sweetheart. I know how hard this must be. But Emma, I have to ask you…” he trailed off quietly, waiting for her to give him more permission to speak.

“Ask me what?”

He gave her a knowing look, and she was scared for the question he was about to ask. “Regina couldn’t get your heart out just now, not because it’s stuck in there, but because you wouldn’t let her take it out. Why?”

Emma looked at him incredulously. “You…you…you knew?” she said in a tiny voice.

“Emma, I’m your father,” he said, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. “I know you. It’s taken me a while to figure you out, but I know when you’re scared and I can tell when you put your walls up. Why, sweetheart? Why now?”

Emma looked away from him, fiddling with her necklace. She didn’t know how to explain it.

“I didn’t ask him, Daddy,” she whispered.

Charming’s brow furrowed, and he tilted her chin upwards so she was looking at him again.

“Killian? Didn’t ask him what?”

Emma took a deep breath. “We came here to find the missing piece of our family. But Dad…I think he found the missing piece of his. He’s so happy when he’s with Liam, and Liam is so happy that he’s here and I…I didn’t expect it to be like this. I didn’t ask him if he wants to come home with us, and I feel like he deserves that choice…but I’m scared, Dad. I just…I love him so much and I’m scared to ask him because I’m terrified of his answer. I’ve never been the type of person that needs someone before, and I hate that I need him and that everything is so complicated. But if I have to-” her breath caught, as the realization of her words hit her, “If I have to go home with-without him, I don’t….I don’t know how I’ll….”

She started to cry again, and Charming pulled her in for another tight embrace, feeling the weight of her words on his shoulders. It killed him that his daughter had to go through this, that this was the path that fate had put her on.

“Sweetheart…all I can say, is that you have to talk to him. I know how hard it will be, but you have to tell him you’re feeling this way. And I don’t know what he’s going to say, but what I do know, is that he loves you. He loves you and he’s going to do his damnedest not to hurt you, Emma. Of that I am certain.”

“But that’s a problem!” Emma exclaimed, fresh tears falling. “I don’t want him to think he has to come home just to make me feel better. I don’t want his feelings for me to influence his decision,” she explained, awaiting more wise words from her father.

“Well Emma, I’m sorry,” he said, clenching his hand around the fingers that were fiddling with the ring. “But he loves you. So whether you like it or not, his feelings for you are going to be factored into his decision. And that’s okay, because you deserve that. I know it doesn’t feel like it, but you do.”

Emma looked at her father with her big doe eyes again, and it made him want to cry. “I’m scared, Daddy,” she whispered.

“I know, Em,” he whispered back, but then he smiled, and slowly maneuvered her off of his lap. He stood up and kissed her forehead, and she leaned into him, so grateful that she had him to lean on. He let the moment linger for a second, before he pulled away from her.

“I’ll send him up,” were the last words he said before leaving the room.

Title: Match Dot Com 19.0

Summary: Belle and Pongo surprise Rumple by visiting him a day early. While Rumple is at work, Belle spends the day in his apartment for the first time alone with Chip. Goldie Locks and Midnight think they will starve to death. I don’t know why I added that part about the fish in this summary, but they do think they’ll starve to death :)

Rating: NC-17 (Bubble bath sexytimes, just a little.)

Note: This fic is back. YAY! Sorry it took so long to update. I hope this chapter is enjoyably. I found it fun and a lot of things do happen, which is why I think it took so long. Please enjoy and let me know what you think. Happy reading.

Links to the full verse: [ao3 link]


Belle French is in her office at city hall on this slow Wednesday afternoon. She has completed making all of the necessary preparations for next week’s Miner’s Day Festival and now she sits without much to do. Being the mayor is an important job and she positively loves doing it, but being mayor of a small town does make some work days, or even weeks, more uneventful than others.

As much as she hates to think about it, Belle knows that Rumple is at work and with that broom-riding-witch right now, just the very thought of it sends prickly tingles down her spine and goosebumps across the scale of her arms. She is disgusted in the way Zelena treats her boyfriend and menacing ideas of what she wants to do to Zelena comes to mind. They have become a common occurrence for Belle. She’s never really had these type of thoughts about a person, but she’s never really hated anyone either. Having these thoughts running through her mind is leaving a repulsive taste in Belle’s mouth and she needs to know what’s going on with Rumple at this very moment. She removes her phone from the pocket of her skirt suit jacket and texts him from the Equal Match app.

TCup_Chipper: I’m sitting here thinking about you, Pookie. Are you alright at work?

She stares at the screen, waiting for the little notification that he’s typing, but it doesn’t pop up.

TCup_Chipper: Are you alright?

She receives no reply. Usually, it doesn’t bother her when he doesn’t respond quickly, but today it does. She’s bothered by it immensely. All she can think is that something grim is happening to him.

TCup_Chipper: I know you don’t want me worrying about you, but I can’t help it. Please, message me back soon.

She sits the phone on her desks and sighs out, resting her head in her hands. She wishes there was something she could do for Rumple, but she can’t, not while she’s in Storybrooke and he’s in New York. She hates this feeling of uselessness.

Belle pulls herself out of her slow descent into anguish, lifting her head, and decides to distract herself from her thoughts by checking her email. She push the mouse of her desktop computer and the welcome screen appears, then she sits tight for the load to complete.

Waiting for the load, Belle cuts her eyes at her phone, hoping to see a notification on the screen or to hear the buzzing of a call, but nether of those things happen and the cell phone remains deathly still. “Ugh!” she growl and opens the top drawer of the desk, sliding the phone inside. She can’t stand to look at it any longer. She slams the drawer shut and focuses her attention on the computer screen.

Belle clicks on the icon for her personal email and it instantly opens, then she selects the first address that doesn’t look like spam.

From: pan_pan-he-is-our-man@heymail.com
To: a-bookworms-rose@heymail.com

Okay, so I thought if I gave you a bit of time to cool off, you would change your opinion of me. I know you blocked me twice on Equal Match and that’s fine, I’m okay with that, baby. I can understand why you thought what you thought about me, but I’m here to prove you wrong and that Pan (That’s my name btw. You never asked what it was. Which I thought was a little rude on your part. Anyways, I forgive you for that too.) is not a little boy, but in fact a man.

Here is a picture of what you’ve been missing.

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