I really want to see Lena interacting with people other than Kara. Like her geeking out about science and technology with Winn, talking about her last photoshoot with James, playing pool with Alex and Maggie.
I wanna hear her talk about her sexuality and mentioning something about how “it was another reason for my mother not to love me” and Maggie just gives her a knowingly look and a soft dimpled smile.
Also Maggie apologizing for arresting her and Lena being like “don’t worry, you were just doing your job”.
And J'onn inviting her to the DEO to help them improve tech stuff because they trust Lena Luthor and believe she is not like her family.
I really wanna see Lena Luthor having friends and feeling loved and supported.
- “ I accidentally grabbed your notebook and I found a crap ton of gay writings/doodles and they’re amazing. Wait, are those combinations of our names all over the pages?” AU
- “I have no one to sit with at lunch so I sat at your table and now your friends are not-so subtly kicking you under the table. Now they’re very loudly whispering that your crush has shown up and oh my god. I have never seen you this red by the way.” AU
- “I’m much taller than you but you have the locker above my mine. Now I have to awkwardly crouch underneath you twice a day and I almost headbutted you in the crotch, I’m sorry.” AU
- “It’s the middle of a class but I had to go to the bathroom and I can hear you scream singing Broadway musicals from one of the stalls.“ AU
- “It’s finals week and you forgot you had a math exam today. Now you’re screaming into into your hands while laying on the ground and I’m laughing hysterically while trying to read equations to you.” AU
- “There is a lockdown drill that’s lasting a really long time so we’re stuck in a dark room crammed under a desk together. Wanna talk about our feelings now?” AU
- “I forgot my gym shirt and no one is letting me borrow theirs so can I have yours, even though it’s several sizes too large? Thanks, but you can stop telling me I look really cute in your clothing because I can’t stop blushing.” AU
- “Our teacher is really boring so I zoned out while accidentally staring at you. Now, instead of being mad you’re just making weirder and weirder poses until I realize what’s happening.” AU
- “I didn’t know that this desk I sat down at was yours so instead of telling me to move you just sat on my lap and started taking notes. Also, I kinda don’t want you to move because you’re really cute.” AU
- “The substitute legit doesn’t care about this class so we’re doing increasingly worse and weirder things to see if he calls us out. And now you’re basically straddling me while a group of kids is singing happy birthday and honestly this is the most romantic thing to ever happen to me.” AU
- “We were forced to go outside due to a fire drill and I forgot my jacket, which sucks because it’s super cold. Thanks for lending me this jacket but you’re my crush and I almost screamed when you gave it to me. Just know, you’re never getting this back.” AU
Tucker hadn’t meant for this to happen. Honestly his tight ass would have paid any amount of money in the world to PREVENT this from happening.
But it had happened. He had looked over at his life long best friend sleeping against his shoulder and had been struck by the very INTIMATE urge to kiss him on his adorable little freckled nose.
This wasn’t a good thing, because said best friend’s GIRLFRIEND was sleeping against his OTHER shoulder, and every time her hair fell across her face he had to nearly bite his own fingers to stop himself from brushing her fringe aside out of her long lashed eyes.
The three of them had sat down for a movie at Sam’s place, it was one of those few calm nights where the ghosts were chilling in the Zone and NOT causing any trouble for once. Danny was absolutely delighted to spend the night with his friends doing something that DIDN’T involve ghosts.
The two lovebirds had sat beside one another on the lounge, holding hands and being, quite frankly, UNBEARABLY adorable. Tucker warned them that he’d sit on them if they didn’t stop being so mushy and things predictably escalated until they were all but a tangle of goofy limbs hanging precariously off the two seater lounge.
By the time Tucker awoke it was late morning and he was seated firmly between Sam and Danny, both having cuddled right up to him in the night, his left arm was warm under Sam’s weight, but his entire right side was borderline numb beneath Danny’s clinging arms. Boy was a leach, he had always been clingy when they shared beds as kids but back then he didn’t have a big ol’ chunk of freezing cold ectoplasm sitting pretty in his chest.
But cold be damned Tucker was squished up with BOTH his crushes practically sleeping on top of him, no force on Earth or in the Zone could possibly make him move right now. He was staying right here where he could stew in his delight and guilt for the rest of eternity.
Until Danny stirred and an arm pressed against his bladder. Heck. He needed to pee, like, really REALLY needed to pee.
Tucker stayed nestled up in the cuddle pile for as long as he could stand it before heaving a sigh so heavy even Thor couldn’t lift it. Somehow he managed to wrangle himself out without waking either of his friends and he waddled to the bathroom to relieve himself.
He could hear his heartbeat in his ears as he stood in the cold tiled room. Why. No seriously, WHY. How in the fresh hell did he manage to fall head over heels not only for ONE of his best friends, but BOTH of them, and to top it off they were both DATING each other. He literally could not have picked a worse scenario.
He could wake up one morning with 'Bad Luck Tuck’ tattooed to his forehead and he still couldn’t possibly feel more unlucky than he did in this instant.
It took all of his willpower not to always end his and Sam’s constant meat vs vegan fights by smooching her on those enticingly smooth cheekbones, and Danny was even WORSE. Every time that asshole so much as SMILED Tucker’s heart would start thumping like it was trying to put him into cardiac arrest, it was just all those freckles and that little chip in his tooth and-
Oh God stooooop. He needed to stop, he needed to stop right the heck now before he became the first human being to pass out from overexposure to adorkableness. Honestly? Fuck his friends for being so cute. This was all their fault, they could at least have considered his feelings before growing up to be so adorably kissable.
He’d tried so hard to deny it to himself, he tried SO hard to fall back out of love with them but after waking up that morning nestled between those two precious asshats he realised that he had lost this battle, and he had lost it HARD.
But, at the very least, living with a superhero as your best friend taught you some pretty useful life skills. One of those skills being how to Lie Like a Motherfucker to Everyone You Care About. So without further ado Tucker washed his hands, took a moment to stare his lovestruck gaze away in the mirror, and went back out to throw a shoe at his best friend’s head for making his arm numb through the night.
He loved his friends, he loved them with everything he had and that was why he could never tell them how he felt.
Sam was honestly pissed, no scratch that, she was more than pissed. She was FURIOUS. Her rage burned with the intensity of her mother’s artificially whitened teeth, and she couldn’t even take it out on anyone, because the focus of her ire was her own stupid stupid brain.
She had always been equally close to both of her friends, in fact she had only very rarely hung out with one or the other alone, and every time she did it felt just… so uncomfortable. It took a long time to really sort out what that feeling was, but even when she did it made no sense.
It was GUILT, she felt GUILTY. Why did she feel guilty? Danny and Tucker sometimes hung out together without her, and that was fine, she was fine with it, they’d been friends since before she came along, but why couldn’t she do the same?
Every time one of them was over her house without the other it almost felt like she was cheating on someone, and that only got MORE disturbing after she and Danny started dating. Because suddenly? It very well COULD have been cheating.
But it wasn’t. And she kept telling herself it wasn’t. She had never kissed Tucker while she and Danny were dating. They had never even held hands.
But God damn, the realisation that had just struck her was enough to make her want to slap herself for ever becoming such a cliché piece of romance movie tripe.
She had just been sitting there, sipping on her smoothie when Tucker did that Thing. She hated that Thing. That Thing where he’d say something that he knew full well was the vocal equivalent of a tumblr shitpost but he ALSO knew she’d found it fucking hilarious and while she tried her damnedest not to let a smile loose he’d send her a big shit eating grin that made her stomach roll and her tongue feel dry. Yeah, THAT Thing.
She was crushing on Tucker, she was crushing on Tucker so hard. She was head over heels for her best friend, her BOYFRIEND’S best friend. Literally EVERYTHING about this situation was the reason she hated 90% of the movies she ever saw. Love triangles were the worst plague fiction had ever suffered and suddenly she realised it had spread it’s nasty little friendship killing tendrils into her life.
She was determined, however, not to fall into the awful trap that so many would think was inevitable, and she did so by keeping her mouth firmly shut about it. She had the willpower to go face to face against ghosts twice her size, and had been through more than one bout of emotional and mental manipulation by others of the ghostly kind. She was not about to lose this battle with herself and destroy not only her relationship, but also the much more valuable friendship she held with both boys.
Sam got up and gathered everyone’s Nasty Burger food scraps to throw into the bin, taking the brief moment to let her face twist in grief over what she’d have to do. With the rubbish gone and her resolve hardened, she slathered her face in smiles and ease, walking back to the table and acting with the skill and grace of someone who had been lying to protect her best-friend-turned-boyfriend for years. Her true feelings shoved somewhere deep between a pit of self-loathing and the core of her love for the boys she cared more about than anyone on this earth, including herself.
Danny was in trouble. Danny was in so so so so SO much trouble.
Honestly? At first he hadn’t even realised he was doing it, Tucker had been his friend for such a long time, it had only seemed natural to invite him out everywhere when he and Sam made plans. But Danny was starting to realise the tension it was causing.
Neither of them said anything but sometimes Danny could pick up on… something. Of course he knew what it was, since he’d started officially dating Sam, Tucker had become somewhat of a third wheel.
Danny had never considered his friend to be out of place or unwanted, but he wasn’t sure Sam felt the same way. Maybe she wanted it just to be the two of them, maybe she just wanted some alone time with her boyfriend. She wouldn’t say anything, Danny figured she didn’t want to seem clingy or harsh but, why else would things suddenly start feeling so… weird?
He tried to make the effort to go on at least a couple dates with Sam without inviting Tucker, but honestly he just couldn’t help but think something was missing, and it really didn’t seem to be helping with Sam’s tension. She tried to hide it, she really did, and it wasn’t as though she was bad at it, Danny just knew her too well. Her and Tucker, he was hiding something too.
And Danny was starting to think he knew what it was. They had NOTICED.
He thought he was doing such a good job keeping his feelings from being too obvious, he was used to acting differently around certain people by now (having an alter ego did that to a guy), but obviously his friends knew him too well.
It might have been the touching, yep, yep it definitely could have been the touching. Danny was an extremely touchy person and his gentle caresses and nuzzles weren’t particularly picky about which friend received them. He definitely remembered a time when he straight up snuggled his face right into Tucker’s neck during what was probably an EXTREMELY un-platonic hug.
Other events on the 'Danny is a two timing doofus’ calendar included:
'Holding hands with both Sam AND Tucker while walking down the street.’
'Very delicately running his fingers over Tucker’s leg one time when he’d thrown them on Danny’s lap and honestly there was absolutely nothing heterosexual about that moment.’
'Every time Tucker laughed so hard he snorted Danny thought his heart would straight up melt into a puddle of goo, and then SAM would start doing that super adorable giggle that she was really self conscious of and her trying not to laugh made her pull this fACE and Tucker would lose his mind and start snorting all over again and-’
Danny had to stop himself right there before his heart completely dissolved because for the love of the Ancients his friends were both way too hecking precious for their own good and he loved them, he loved them sooo much. He loved them both.
And they probably knew it.
And boy that meant he was in deep trouble.
Would Sam break up with him? Would this ruin their friendship? Nobody was SAYING anything but Danny knew that stewing over something like this was just going to lead to an explosion of awkward raging teen angst worthy of a place on an MCR album.
If they weren’t gonna bring it up then Danny would just have to… get it out of the way.
Oh boy, he did not want to do this, nuh uh, no sir, he did not want to be standing in his bedroom shifting uncomfortably before his two beautiful, patient, wonderful friends. He would have loved to be sitting BETWEEN them however he deemed such a position to be quite, how the professionals would say, INA-FUCKING-PROPRIATE considering the subject at hand.
No, standing in front of them was slightly better, only slightly because Danny felt like an absolute nervous piece of half human trash. Maybe he could just jump out the window and throw himself into a dumpster, that would speed things along. He would probably end up there by the end of this conversation anyway.
He decided to just do it, stop beating around the blood blossom bush and just get it DONE. Unfortunately Danny hadn’t practiced what he was going to say beforehand, so when he finally resolved to just blurt it all out he literally did… just that.
“I’VE GOTTA HUGE CRUSH ON TUCKER AND I DUNNO WHAT TO DO ABOUT IT.”
By the time his brain caught up to his words his dumpster diving plan was sounding significantly more appealing. There was probably some kind of banana skin pun he could have used there but he was far too stressed to figure it out.
Tucker didn’t respond, he appeared to be trying to bury his face into his hat. A kind of wheezing noise was coming out of him, Danny couldn’t tell if it was a good sound or a bad sound. Sam let out a long breath that whistled between her lip piercings.
“Holy shit me too.”
The Tucker sound continued, raising to a nearly imperceptible level. Danny was just beginning to think it might have been a Bad sound when Tucker pulled his face back into the world, his glasses were all fogged up but he stopped making the noise.
Sam and Danny both waited for him to say actual words but Tucker.exe seemed to have stopped working. Once he’d gained his breath he was back to wheezing into his hat. Sam hesitantly put a hand on his back.
“Are you actually okay or are you like, dying?”
Muffled words were said into the hat, none of which could be repeated around children. Danny was juuuust about to start attempting to will himself into spontaneous combustion when he recognised a very distinct sound emanating from the hat.
Snorting, Tucker was snorting like a god damn pig. Danny’s shaky legs gave out below him and he sat on the floor, shoving his face into the carpet as he laughed along with his best friend. He didn’t know what was happening right now, but he was Having Emotions and the floor just seemed like the right place for that.
Also he needed to look somewhere that wasn’t Sam. She was trying not to laugh and she was pulling That Face and Danny just couldn’t handle it right now and really the floor was great why didn’t he spend more time here.
Tucker felt as though he was finally ready to leave the comforting world of Hat Land and face the unbeLIEVABLE realisation that all of his dreams had just come true in a ten second span of time, he felt like he had just been blessed by the gods, his skin was clear, his crops were flourishing and world peace had been established. Today was a good day to start ugly sobbing in front of the two most important people in his life.
“I love both you guys too!!” Tucker half laughed, half cried, and then just straight up cried, “I’ve wa-wanted to smooch you both sooo bad for like, MONTHS!”
The moment his snorting turned to sobbing he was immediately accosted by a pair of equally snotty emotional wrecks. Danny, still on the floor, had plopped his head on Tucker’s lap and just started balling his eyes out, like he was really going for gold in 'Most Tears Shed on One Lap’. Sam, on the other hand, had commandeered Tucker’s upper half for a simple bone breaking, teary hug.
The next few hours were just chock full of used tissues, an inappropriate amount of snacks and some deep, heartfelt discussions about what the fuck their relationship was gonna be.
Honestly they were just happy to be so open and at ease with one another again, the sun poured into Danny’s bedroom window as the three of them dozed in the warm pool of light. Laying across one another, their imagined boundaries finally broken, they could finally talk shit about each other for making them feel so mushy.
Paulina said out loud at the scene before her. Those three dorks were sitting together at their usual lunch table, all bunched up ridiculously close together and if she wasn’t mistaken she had just seen Danny turn around and KISS TUCKER ON THE MOUTH while Sam, his GIRLFRIEND, just watched?!
“Oh yes.” Star deadpanned, not seeming too fazed by the weirdness happening before her.
“I didn’t think those three could get any more confusing, but I have no idea what’s happening over there right now.” Paulina sat back in her chair, arms crossed.
“Really?” Star raised an eyebrow. “You seriously didn’t see this coming? Those three,” she pointed with a delicately painted pink nail, “have been perfect polygamy material for like, three years.”
“Perfect what material?” Paulina’s face was all scrunched up in confusion, her little nose wrinkled up and her lips pursed in just the cutest little pout-
R: They get mad at their s/o but they were at fault.
Requested by @minlii:
Hi^^ can i request a bts reaction to them getting really mad at their gf (but really so things got out of hand and she starts crying etc.) But they later realise they were at fault and she didn’t do anything wrong? Thank you♡
A/N: You guys sure love angst. I can never write a few lines when it comes to angst tho damn ;A; btw I’m sorry J-Hope stans, this one might hurt a tad oopsie!
Prompts: 13-”If I die, I’m going to haunt your ass.”, 106-”Stop being so cute.”
Summary: Reader accidentally finds out that she’s a witch and has a conversation about it with her boyfriend Klaus.
The times were hard for Mikaelsons. Every supernatural being in the city was turning against them and the enemies seeking revenge were emerging from every corner of the world.
So once weird things had started to happen to me I had decided to keep it to myself rather than bothering Klaus with it. I still hoped that maybe I was just being paranoid, but the hope was slowly leaving me as more unexplainable stuff was happening.
I just saw this post that was a screenshot of this tweet about this woman named Leah Monk. I cannot wrap my head around how this white girl thought it was appropriate to change her look this much too look black. The transformation is just offensive.
The fact that there are BLACK people coming to her defense is too much for me. I know that not everyone is well versed in racial issues, historical implications, and how stuff like this is harmful to black people now, but damn. It’s so frustrating seeing a white person being able to use features that Black people are constantly criticized for to look trendy and cute. Not only that, but she had thousands of followers on Instagram (something like 25k) for basically being in blackface. She has since deleted her account, which I’m assuming is because of the backlash she’s currently getting.
This is too all white girls + non-black girls in general, please stop using “Black features” for aesthetics. It’s not cute and it’s annoying. Black women have historically been scrutinized and oppressed for these features you think are now trendy. Also, even though they’re currently trendy, Black women are STILL laughed at for these features, while they are often celebrated when featured on women who are not Black. Stop this nonsense, it’s 2016. This strange phenomenon of others capitalizing and appropriating Blackness needs to stop. As they say, “people love Black culture but not Black people.”
♤ he might have resting bitch face i’ll never know
♤ it’s intimidating tbh but when u know how stupid silly he is
♤ also when he smiles when nobody else is
♤ i’m dead
♤ you’re dead
♤ we’RE ALL JUST FUCKING DEAD
♤ oh sehun stop it
♤ could you not
♤ for the sake of all of us sobbing fans
♤ sehun in the ko ko bop mv btw
♤ killed me
♤ a million times
♤ he’s not even my bias wtf
♤ something about him
♤ is he a visual
♤ yes he is but is he a vocalist
♤ yes he is but is he a dancer
♤ yes fucking he’s everything he’s just exo okay
♤ exo’s sexy visual rapper dancer vocalist with a huge d- darn heart !! n dick
♤ i’m borderline shipping sehun and minseok
♤ like um
♤ confirmed ???
♤ jongdae and luhan back off
♤ they’re together now
♤ sm even officially revealed it in the movie
♤ they just look so
♤ i can’t
♤ he pisses me off by doing that ugggggg
♤ he’s so done with exo lmaooo
♤ also likes to be a bitch around junmyeon
♤ “you fucking peasant i swear” ♤ pretty much has exo wrapped around his finger
♤ don’t bully the maknae
♤ or else
♤ i mean i wouldn’t know what would happen but i’m guessing something bad
“i’m stepping on yo caviar bitch !!!”
♤ what else could he do
♤ probably lock the bathroom door woAH !!!
♤ did i mention he looks hot in everything
♤ no okay
♤ fas hion i c on !!
♤ no wonder
♤ why is he
♤ i imagine his wardrobe is bigger than his di-
♤ i’m not going there
♤ i feel like he’d look hot in a garbage bag
♤ don’t think about that
♤ damn it now you are okay
♤ pretty tall
♤ uses that against everyone
♤ also it’s kinda hot
♤ like when they debuted he was like the same height as ksoo lol
♤ we watched him g row !!!
♤ also no wonder his di-
♤ stop stop stop stop stop
♤ so yeah he’s kinda hot ???
♤ also kinda a big deal ??
♤ pissed 24/7
♤ either that or he’s just bored
♤ either way
♤ he’s basically me lol !!1!
♤ also i just noticed his eyebrows in the gif abvoe are hot
♤ like woahwoahwaoh
♤ likes to keep a distance from annoying people
“don’t touch me”
“i don’t wanna get affected”
♤ enjoys watching people suffer esp junmyeon embarrass himself w jackets lol
♤ likes being sexy
♤ is sexy
♤ not sexy not an option
♤ like i feel like he’s constantly in a war w his hormones
♤ no references intended ;):))););;)
♤ he’s just so
♤ i’m speechless
♤ cannot properly type
♤ long sigh for sehun’s di-
♤ sTOP IT SEE HOW HE’S AFFECTING ME
♤ also sehun and tao were the cutest things ever
♤ tiny little things
♤ also hunhan but you all know how that mentally fucked people up
♤ hunhan was cute
♤ taohun was cute
♤ any ship sehun is in is cute
♤ don’t fight me on that
♤ okay he’s just
♤ how ??????
♤ i’m gonna stop crying now okay
♤ thinking about sehun w ot12 makes me emo
♤ i’m not gonna think that
♤ fuck it doesn’t help that the gif above is in black n white
♤ so sad rn
♤ anyways yeah that’s sehun for u
♤ a sexy piece of fUCK
♤ that will impregnate y’all with his smile i guess
♤ damn it we all love him
♤ bratty maknae is secretly a fucking omg i love him i type can’t
♤ y’all thirsty get some water
Italy was so different than home, you thought. Or maybe you had just been home for too long - you weren’t used to change. But, when Tom asked you to join him on his Homecoming promotional tour, you couldn’t say no. You weren’t homesick - it was the opposite, really. You had always had a curious nature, which is why you downloaded an app to help you pick up on a few Italian words, just to get you by. You had learned the word for food: cibo. The word water: acqua. The word for direction: direzione. You learned common words for conversation so you could interact when you went exploring. You were packing a bag with essentials to do exactly that today.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to wait until you’re done?” You felt guilty every time you’d go somewhere without Tom, considering he was the one who invited you. He’d always say he didn’t mind, it made nights for you both special. Because, no matter how tired Tom was, nights after a long day were his favorite; nights were when he had you all to himself.
“Darling,” he’d playfully roll his eyes, “don’t be ridiculous. I don’t want you to get bored sitting alone, or even have you sitting at the interviews. You’d be too close yet too far away.” You rolled your eyes at his dramatics, smiling as you walked up to him, draping your arms around his neck. “You’re very pretty, you know that right?” You’d shrug.
“I’ve been told once or twice,” you smiled, leaning up slightly to kiss him. You smiled into it when you felt his arms tighten around your waist, lifting you slightly.
“Ahem,” you both pulled away from each other, looking at Harrison standing at the door. “Sorry, lovebirds,” he walked over to Tom, patting his shoulder. “Laura’s waiting for us downstairs, interview starts in an hour.” Tom nodded, his shoulders slouching. “I’ll wait for you outside of the door, just hurry.” Tom nodded, turning toward you with a small smile.
“Have fun for me today, alright? We’ll do something tonight. Maybe you can find somewhere for us to eat? Dinner date?” You smiled widely, nodding as you pulled him for one last kiss, until tonight. “Love you, baby.” Tom walked over to unplug his phone from the bedside table, kissing you on the cheek on his way out. You sighed contently, picking up your bag and grabbing your phone. You double-checked to make sure you had money and a water bottle, after checking you grabbed the keycard and headed out.