these look like complete shit

My favorite part of skam is how the boys are SO into their significant others:

  • william flying back to noora after a one line email and telling her they are together after she said they weren’t and also saying he doesn’t believe her parents don’t love her because that’s practically impossible
  • chris insisting that he and eva aren’t together YET and introducing himself to her mom and coming to hs parties after graduation.. for her
  • yousef calling him and sana soulmates, acting like a child around her because of his crush & dropping all other plans for her
  • magnus being stupidly in love with vilde, saying he’ll join the bus if they need more people and calling her VILLY
  • even stealing all the damn paper towels to force isak to talk to him and telling isak how hot/handsome he is

MARCHING BAND…LUCIO ??? his gun thing is a poorly drawn mellophone and his backpack would be a cute drum..speaker

i know nothing of band, i took home econ

Undercover ~ BTS!Mafia AU Pt. 1

Thank you for 2,000! We hope you enjoy! - The Admins

Summary: Jeon Jungkook is the leader of a Mafia. He’s a drug lord, rich, and a murderer. And you? You’re just (Y/N). But to Jungkook you’re his everything, and he will do anything he can to keep you safe.

Type: A bit of everything

Warnings for this part: Guns, SMUT!, Blood, shitty fight scenes (i tried bro), language, drugs, angst

Pairing: Jungkook x Reader ft. BTS



You had just gotten off of work and headed over to Jimin’s place. You hadn’t talked to him all day and decided you’d pay him a surprise visit. You used your key to unlock the door and set your bag down on the small table next to it. 

You had barely taken a few steps into the house when you heard a moan, Jimin’s moan. ‘He’s probably masturbating’ You thought, it wasn’t the first time you had walked in on him jerking off. 

He did it when he was impatient and you’d always come home at just the right time to be able to help him. You smiled to yourself and slipped off your shoes before walking towards his door at the end of the hall.

As you went to grab the handle you heard another moan, a woman’s moan. ‘Is he watching porn?’ You thought and grabbed onto the knob. 

“Oh Jimin! Right there!” A woman cried, you could tell he was having sex with her, the noises of skin slapping got louder. 

You opened the door and saw a sight that you would never forget. A woman was underneath Jimin, her legs were out and he was thrusting into her quickly while letting out those grunts that made you so wet. But you were just disgusted. Hearing those noises made you want to puke. 

You watched in shock as he used a hand to grab onto her breast and squeeze her nipple while the other moved down and he used his thumb to rub her clit. His back was facing you and she had her eyes closed, she was moaning too loudly to even hear you walk into the room. 

She was right on the brink of her orgasm when you almost screamed. 

“REALLY JIMIN?!” He had one last snap of his hips that made her orgasm before he quickly pulled out and stared at you. You watched as she squirted all over him and the sheets and gagged. 

“Wait! (Y/N)!” He got up and followed you as you ran down the hallway. His dick was red and hard, standing against his lower stomach but that was the last of his worries. 

“I-I can explain.” He stuttered, surprised that he had been caught. This wasn’t the first time he was fucking another girl, this had been going on for a while. Hell, he had been having sex with multiple girls all at once, he had been getting bored of (Y/N). 

You shook your head and said nothing while tears streamed down your face, your hands shook as you grabbed your shoes and slid them on your feet. 

“(Y/N), listen.” His hand reached out to grab yours and you flinched and slapped his hand away. 

“Don’t touch me! Don’t…” You grabbed your bag and he ran a hand through his hair. 

“Please! Let me talk.” You could barely see clearly from the tears in your eyes. 

“No, I don’t wanna hear it.” You opened the door and ran down the hallway to the elevator, quickly closing the doors before Jimin could make it to you. 

You ran out of the apartment complex, barely making it out of the doors before throwing up on the grass. Everything you had eaten came up and you were dizzy while walking to your car. 

You took a minute and wiped away your tears and went home, never speaking a word to Park Jimin again.

11 months had passed since you’d said a word to Jimin. You came back the next day, collected all of your things you had left at his place, giving him back the shirts you took from him and walked passed him and didn’t look back. 

3 months after he had cheated, you went on a date with Jungkook and things went on from there. You had met Jungkook through Jimin and became your best friend. Whenever you and Jimin argued, you’d step outside and call Jungkook, letting out all of your problems. 

You haven’t had sex since the last time you and Jimin had slept together and that was nearly 3 weeks before you caught him cheating. 

Jungkook was rich, but you weren’t dating him for the money. When you met him, he looked like complete shit. Hair messy and unwashed, his eyes were bloodshot and he had bags underneath them. His shirt was wrinkled and he had dried up tears on his face. He walked in on you and Jimin watching a movie and told Jimin about how his girlfriend had broken up with him. 

He asked you on a date when you were complaining about being tired of being alone. You were tired of staying in bed all the time, crying because of your heartbreak. But Jungkook, he was everything you wanted and more. 

Jimin was great at first, but near the end of your relationship, you barely talked to each other anymore. 

Jungkook made you feel special, he got you what you want and simply asked for your love in return. You made it clear to him that you didn’t want the money, he was what you wanted. 

And now you were here today. 

Another day on the job. You lead another family to a table and handed them their menu’s. A dad, and two children. You politely smiled and rejected him when he asked you out on a date, stating you had a boyfriend. 

He smiled in understanding and proceeded to talk to his children. ‘If only more people here were like that’ you thought to yourself while going to hand their orders to the chef. 

Most of the men that went here were with their girlfriends and snuck over you on their way to the bathroom, trying to cop a feel. 

A few girls had even hit on you before, they stared and bit their lips, admiring your body from head to toe. But you also rejected, again stating you had a boyfriend. 

When your shift was over, you said goodnight to everyone and made your way home to your apartment. You said hello to the friendly old lady who was working on opening her door, her poor old shaky hands struggling with putting the key in the hole. You watched as she walked in and then walked into your apartment. You turned on the lights and kicked off your shoes, stretching before laying down on your couch. 

You pulled your phone out of your pocket and read the text messages from your friends and quickly replied before shooting a text message to Jungkook. 

‘Just got off work. How was your day?’ 

Jungkook was currently at one of his clubs with Jimin, Yoongi, and Namjoon. Jimin was dealing cocaine, laughing and joking around with one of their clients. Jungkook was sat in a chair, silently watching everyone closely. 

Yoongi had a girl on his lap, she was grinding against him while they made out. Music was blaring and some other people were dancing. 

Hoseok was in another room, having sex with one of his usual girls. When the DJ would switch the songs, you could hear their moans, she was literally screaming. 

Jungkooks phone vibrated when he noticed something odd. One of his clients had a gun tucked into his belt, which was strictly against the rules. No one but Jungkook and a few others were allowed to carry a gun on them while at the clubs. 

Jungkook got up and walked over to Jimin, putting his hand on his shoulder and tapping his finger 3 times. This was their signal. Jimin shrugged his arm off of his shoulder and when they made eye contact, Jungkook’s hand made it’s way to his gun. 

Jimin’s hand reached into his pocket and wrapped around the handle of a knife and by this time their ‘clients’ had noticed what they were doing. 

In a second, guns were raised. 

Yoongi and the girl had broken up, he was stood next to her, gun raised and she had one in her hand also. Namjoon was aimed at the one who was aiming at Yoongi. 

Jimin made the first move and quickly stabbed his knife into the man’s gut that was standing behind him. His arm shot up, hitting his arm so the gun went off and the bullet went into the ceiling. 

Jungkook quickly shot the next two, one of their bullets grazing his shoulder. Namjoon, Yoongi, Jimin, and the other female shot at a few other people. Jungkook shot at their leader but missed. 

He knocked the gun out of Jungkooks hand and he was just left with his hands. The man named Sooyoung stabbed the knife into Jungkook’s thigh, and Jungkook yelled at the pain. 

Jungkook punched him in the jaw knocking Sooyoung back. Jimin had just finished pulling his knife out of the chest of another man and threw it at Sooyoung, and it landed in his shoulder. 

Blood was soaking Jungkooks pant leg as he pushed Sooyoung down to the ground and straddled his waist so he couldn’t move. He pulled the knife out of his shoulder and stabbed him right in his chest. 

Sooyoung’s white dress shirt was soaked with blood and Jungkook got off of him, wiping his forehead but smearing blood on it. Jimin opened the door and yelled for everyone to get out so he and the others stayed behind to clean. 

“Jungkook, what happened?” Yoongi asked, looking over his body. 

“Stab wound to my thigh, I think that’s it.” He replied while staring at the dying body below him. Sooyoung coughed and tried to reach for a gun that was laying on the ground but Jungkook kicked it away with his foot and the remaining life left in Sooyoung slipped away. 

Jungkook took a seat and Namjoon already knew what to do. His hand wrapped around the handle tightly and the other pushed on Jungkook’s thigh. 

“Three.. Two..” Namjoon didn’t even get to one before he pulled the knife out and immediately started applying pressure. 

“Fuck!” Jungkook yelled and grabbed onto the arms of the chair. Namjoon’s hands were covered with blood and he bit his lip as Jungkook struggled to stay conscious. Yoongi grabbed onto Jungkook’s sleeve and ripped it so he could tie it around his thigh tightly. 

“I need to see (Y/N),” Jungkook said standing up and using the wall to stay stable. 

“What Jungkook? No, you need medical attention.” Namjoon said, stepping in front of the door. 

“Let me see (Y/N)!” He said sternly before pushing Namjoon out of the way and limping out to his ride. He paid someone to drive him to her apartment and by the time he arrived it was 2 in the morning. 

A tired (Y/N) opened the door and she was in one of his t-shirts. “Jungkook?” You gasped and pulled him inside quickly. 

“What happened?“ 

”(Y/N), I need help.“ He avoided your question and you led him into the bathroom and slowly stripped him of his clothes. 

He sat there in his boxers as you wiped away the blood from him and grabbed your first-aid kit from underneath the sink. You used some alcohol to clean where the bullet grazed his shoulder and you almost cried when you saw his thigh. 

“Jesus.” You whispered and very slowly dabbed the alcohol onto it in which Jungkook tried his best not to yell. 

“I need stitches.” He could barely speak and you nodded and grabbed a needle and thread and tried the best you possibly could. 

When you were finished, Jungkook was laid in your bed and you were cleaning the blood in the bathroom. 

“You doing okay?” You asked when you stepped back into the room. 

“For now.” He nodded, the pain meds were finally kicking in. 

“Now, tell me what the fuck happened to you.“ 

He said nothing.

You crossed your arms over your chest and looked patiently at Jungkook.

“Look Jun-”

@soapandsofas took this absolutely stunning photo of me on the way to the convention this morning.

the fuckboy scheme

◇ You’ve just waged war on renowned fuckboy Jeon Jungkook.

◇ Jungkook x reader

◇ fuckboi!au + college!au

tfs 2

◇ based off unforgettable by french montana even tho he’s trash just because i could lol

◇ ahsjksks I’m not dead my dudes don’t worry im just studying which is the same thing but!!! Anyway i made this because of procrastination so don’t expect another one right away lol ❤️❤️❤️💟💖💖


You were proud to say that college wasn’t kicking your ass as much as it probably could. You finished three of your four essays due, completed a project that was 35% of your final grade, and managed to study for at least 10 minutes in the passed week.

And now, here you lay, your laptop perched on the bed in front of you with Netflix pulled up in the screen and a large bag of Doritos beside you. Your well-earned reward — and you’re enjoying it, too. Well, until—

“Hey!” The bubbly brunette you fondly called your roommate plummets onto your bed before you register her presence, and the presence of her red headed girlfriend who trails in after. “Guess what?”

“You and Rose decided to take a spontaneous trip to Hawaii and leave me to watch Luke Cage?” You try with a wishful smile, knowing damn well what she was about to propose as soon as she pulled up her Twitter. “A party? Really?”

“Yes!” Jennie grins brightly, shoving the screen in your face. A tweet from the man himself, Jackson Wang, is on the screen, and you barely catch the words party and insane before she yanks it back. “Jackson is throwing another party this Friday and since there’s nothing too important coming up, I demand that you attend—”

“I don’t think so,” you laugh in disbelief, turning back to your relaxing setup. “No more parties for me—”

“Oh, come on,” Jennie’s face drops as she groans, slumping her body over your back dramatically — it was times like this that her fine arts major really came out. “The last party you went to was weeks ago! The last guy that you slept with was ages ago and it was terrible and it’s making you cranky—”

“I am not cranky!” You interrupt in indignation, eyes wide. At the pointed look that’s shot at you from both girls, you deflate. “That guy wasn’t that bad. What’s your point?”

“Our point,” Rose speaks with a furrow of her eyebrows, “is that since you slept with You-Know-Who—” Her eyes narrow warningly when your mouth opens to make a Voldemort joke— “You’ve been in a slump. And it’s making you angry at everything.”

“So you think I should go to a party to get wasted and fuck someone?” You retort, rolling your eyes, “I don’t think so.”

“You don’t have to get wasted,” Jennie whines, tugging at your arm. “Look, me and Rose are going too. We’ll stay with you until you get some nice piece of meat to play with—”


“And then you can be happy and we’ll be happy because you’re happy!” She concludes with a cheeky grin.

You ponder her offer, swimming between whether or not you should listen to your ultracrepidarian best friend. Your hesitance shows obviously on your face, and Jennie pouts. “Please? I haven’t been to a party with my best friend in weeks—”

You sigh, pulling your arms from your grip and wriggling your body to roll Jennie off of your back. “Whatever, whatever. Can I watch this in peace now?”

Squeals and whatnot ensue, but you can only roll your eyes and push your earphones in further, grabbing another handful of Doritos.


Nothing had ever irritated Jeon Jungkook as much as this particular thing was.

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I had to doodle something from the latest chapter of Serendipitous Fate by @skaylanphear cos it gave me so many goddamn feels and if you aren’t reading that fic then you are missing the hell out like you don’t even know ok


Here’s a sketch for day 2 ! I’ve been meaning to do a proper drawing of this AU for a while but I didn’t do it justice rip 88,) . Since I didn’t have anything else good I figured I’d add the swap AU Demon Days cover I did a bit back lmao. I HOPE IT ALL LOOKS OKAY I M TRYING I’ll probably draw more for this AU at some point tho.

noexcusespanda  asked:

How are you? Haven't seen any activity from for a while, keeping busy with college-things I wager. In any event I hope you are doing well and wish you all the best. :)

like… really really busy…

When you put the finishing touches to something you’ve been working on for days and it looks completely different and you’re like “holy shit who made this?? this is so nice???”

Anyway! These pieces and all the other ones will be up for sale tomorrow! If you want to see them all just search the tag “gingerandstitches” on my blog (sorry, I’m on mobile!), for the rest just stay tuned and I’ll put info here! 😙💖


we went on a field trip today and i barely go out in public so i forgot how good it feels to pass in front of complete strangers


“When I was a little girl, my dad would read the paper every Sunday, and my mom would read a book nearby. And I would sit at the top of our stairs and just watch them. Watch them be still together. And when I think of being in love, that’s what I picture – days like that. And nights like this.” 

#and in the end #the little girl got the beautiful love story she deserved

Don't You Cry No More

Title: Don’t You Cry No More
Chapter: 1/1
Words: 1,882
Pairings: klance/laith
Summary: Keith thinks Lance only seems him as a fuck buddy but that’s far from the truth.
Notes: some good ol’ Klangst. It’s good for the soul. There is no smut in this. Some language I think? I’m not sure.

Keith rests his back against his door. He wipes at the tears falling down his face. No, if Lance doesn’t care, he doesn’t care. Keith quickly stands up and goes to his bathroom. He looks in the mirror. His eyes are puffy and red. He looks like shit to be completely honest.

Hunk knocks on his door and with a cheerful voice says, “dinner’s ready!” Keith groans. He doesn’t feel like facing his team. He doesn’t feel like facing Lance. If Lance saw him, he would know just how much his words have affected him. Keith can still hear them.

“God, Keith! You can’t say something like that!”

Keith stared wide eyed at the taller boy. He fought the tears that started to prick his eyes. He refused cry in front of Lance.

“Keith, you can’t think that we would be an item.”

But that’s exactly what Keith had thought. Keith had thought their late night talks full of soft words and desperate kisses meant something. He thought it meant that Lance wanted to be with him. He thought Keith liked him.


Lance cut him off, “Keith, you don’t love me, I don’t love you. We’re basically strangers. You’re just something to relieve tension.”

That’s was the last straw. Keith wasn’t just upset, he was furious. Keith wanted to yell at Lance. He wanted to scream and cry and make Lance feel as shitty and as broken he did. But he didn’t, and he wouldn’t.

Keith had stared straight into Lance’s eyes. “Go fuck yourself,” he said angrily. He had turned on his heel and walked out.

Keith hauls himself into the dining hall ten minutes late. Lance is there sitting between Hunk and Pidge with a smile on his face.

Fake. Keith could tell the difference between Lance’s smiles and he hated that. Lance always smiles really big and obnoxiously just to oversell the point that he is happy when he really isn’t. A scowl makes it’s way onto Keith’s face as he walks to his seat between Shiro and Pidge.

Shiro nudges Keith with a questioning look. Keith shakes his head and tightens his jaw. He looks down at his food and Shiro sighs, turning back to his conversation with Coran and Allura.

Keith takes several bites of his food before he deems himself full and excuses hisself from the table. Keith decides a long shower is just what he needs. He grabs his towel from a pile in his floor and strips down to his briefs.

Keith turns on all the hot water and some cold water. He sits under the stream and stares at the wall in front of him. Keith can’t tell if it’s water or tears rolling down his face, and at this moment he doesn’t care.

Keith feels like screaming. He feels like punching Lance in the jaw and then collapsing his arms. He wants Lance to comfort him and tell him everything would be okay.

Keith was too busy to hear the footsteps approaching and the bathroom door flinging open. He doesn’t hear another shower turning on.

All he can focus on is Lance. His smile. His laugh. His eyes. His personality. His words. Keith let’s out a sob that sounds slightly like a wail. A plea for help.

A wet sound slaps against the tiles as a shower abruptly shuts off. The bathroom door swings open and slams shut. Keith does notice that. Someone knows he was crying in the shower. Someone heard him cry.

Keith waits five minutes before going back to his room. Keith doesn’t bother drying off or changing,he just crawls into bed and shuts his eyes. He breathes steadily and anyone would think he was asleep, but he isn’t.

He gets a knock on his door around 10 pm and he grunts, the person on the other side could take that however they pleased. The door opens slightly and Lance pops his head in.

Keith rolls over onto his other side and pulls his blankets tighter around him. Lance is the only and the last person he wanted to see at the moment.

“Keith, are you okay?” Lance walks all the way in and shuts the door behind him.

“Of fucking course. I’m just tired.” Keith snaps.

“Keith, buddy-”

“Don’t fucking ‘buddy’ me, Lance. Just leave me alone.” Keith’s voice cracks at the end.

Lance awkwardly stands in the room until he shuffles over to Keith. He hesitates and puts a hand on Keith’s shoulder. Keith doesn’t think and tosses himself into Lance’s arms. Lance is taken aback, but doesn’t hesitate to pet Keith’s hair, trying to soothe him.

“Shh, it’s alright.”

“No! No, it’s not alright. I love you, and you don’t care. You don’t even like me as a friend.” Keith sobs harder into Lance’s chest.

“Keith, you know more about me than anyone else. You can’t think that. I know I said some shitty stuff and I’m sorry.” Lance rests his head on top of Keith’s. “You didn’t deserve backlash for your feelings. I was just… scared.”

“Scared? Why were you scared?”

“Because… because.” A strangled gasp escapes from Lance’s mouth and he holds Keith tighter.

“Take your time,” Keith says nuzzling closer.

Lance takes a deep breath; he breathes Keith in. He loves the way Keith smells, always fresh and clean and a little spicy like cinnamon.

“Te amo,” Lance whispers.

Keith pulls away and looks at Lance with wide eyes. “What?”

“I-I love you, Keith.”

“You can’t just say that, Lance, not after-”

“Keith, I’m sorry. Please believe me. You’re not a fuck toy. I just didn’t want to admit to myself that I fell in love with you. I love your eyes, your personality, the way you smell at all times, that smirk you get when you make fun of me or make a joke. I love how you’re slightly shorter than me and how you’re the embodiment of everything I’ve ever wanted.” Lance had grabbed Keith’s face at this point and is staring him in the eyes.

Keith pulls Lance’s hands from his face and holds them in his lap. He fiddles with them. Lance takes one of his hands from Keith’s grasp and tilts his chin up. “May I kiss you?” He asks. Keith nods.

Their kiss is slow and sweet. Different from their other ones because this one is full of reciprocated love. They break the kiss and stare in each other’s eyes. Keith lays down and pulls Lance with him. Lance strips to his boxers and crawls in bed with Keith. Lance pets and plays with Keith’s hair.


“Yeah?” Keith mumbles with his face pressed against Lance’s bare caramel chest.

“Why is your bed damp?”

“I might not have dried off once I got out of the shower.” Keith smiles.

“Oh. Does that mean you’re naked?”

Keith pauses for a moment. “Yes, Lance, I am.” Lance laughs and Keith joins in.

Their laughter dies down to comfortable silence. Keith yawns letting sleep start to take him over.

“Lance, I love you,” Keith says before snuggling closer to Lance.

“I love you, too, Keith.”

Up All Night

Title: Up All Night

Characters: AU!Negan x You/Reader

Synopsis: You’re not exactly what your officemates think of you.

Warnings: NSFW

Note: Not entirely happy with how this came out but meh whatever. Might take a while for me to update DDHTK so have this one first lol. Hope you guys enjoy!

Italicized paragraphs are flashbacks. ;)

“Good mor— damn, girl! Did you work on your presentation all night?!”

You shook your head as you chuckled at Sherry’s comment when you settled down in your cubicle beside hers. She stared you down with a look of worry and you simply couldn’t blame her for reacting that way. The dark circles under your eyes were well, darker than usual— you did look like you haven’t slept in days. Your hair was still slightly damp and was unruly since your alarm failed to wake you up and cut your preparation time about twenty minutes short.

“You could say that.” You told her with a shrug, taking out your laptop and switching it on.

Sherry let out a sigh, “Such an overachiever. Well, I think you should prepare before the big boss arrives. You’ve got…” she trailed, looking at her watch to check the time. “Exactly fifteen minutes to fix yourself.”

You silently cursed and hurriedly brought out your mirror and make-up bag. Your big pitch was today and you didn’t want to show up in the conference room looking like complete shit. Plus, showing up unprepared would only cause you a lot of negative feedback from your boss, Negan. And being the good employee that you were, that was the last thing you wanted to happen.

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Lucky. (Hoshi Smut)

Hey guys! 😊 how long has it been? We are so terribly sorry we’ve been inactive and god we are just so sorry. We just weren’t feeling the sparks for writing, and we would never want to post something done half-assedly because you bby’s don’t deserve that. 🤗 so admin kenvy is working on the masterlist right at this moment and it’ll be up soon! yaaaaay, also this has been a request from a lovely anon. girl you thirsty. I worked on this at school because guYS IM PRETTY FUCKING SURE YOU’VE ALREADY SEEN KWON SOOMYOUNGS NEW LOOK LIKE BITCH SPEAR ME WITH YOUR DICK- anw so i just got so inspired to do so, and don’t worry guys! We will definitely grant all of your requests, please stay pretty and patient ❤️ alSO OH MY GOD GUYS 500+ FOLLOWERS, OUR FAMILY IS EXPANDING!! akdnkdndosnssidb. 😍 thank you so much for loving this little blog of ours, we love ya’ll so fucking much. What do you think we should do for reaching 500+!?

You are always free to ask us stuff you’re curious about, or if you have any problems we would love to help 😘 tell us abt your biases, your fantasies, be free and don’t hesitate. ❤️

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Also, for the lovely anon who had requested this, thank you so much for being patient ❤️ if it’s alright, i kinda made this one kinda different from the others, it’s short but i hope it’ll tug your heartstrings even just a little. But then again i’m so genuinely sorry if it isn’t to your taste but i am satisfied. Hope you enjoy bby. 😘 til next time, thank you for requesting! enjoy. 😉

warning: contains fluff, daddy kink and all that other good shit lol 
word count: 2,400+
disclaimer: the gif is not ours, ctto.

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when will this au die