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My Best Friend’s Sister (Part 3)

Originally posted by the-winchester-cult

Summary: The reader and Jared attempt to resolve their issues when a new one pops up…

Masterlist

Pairing: Jensen x reader (with sibling!Jared)

Word Count: 2,800ish

Warnings: language, sibling angst

A/N: Everyone is going to be perfectly happy, right?…


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buzzberrysims  asked:

Matt, do you feel like you and zero have grown enough in the last year to really heal your wounds and move forward in your new relationship? Are you worried either of you will repeat the mistakes of the past?

That kid is a whole headache but I’m still here, dude. 

We spoke about some shit and the ball is in his court to do whatever he wants to do with that. I can’t question or care about anyone’s motives anymore than I already have. I mean, I mostly tolerate Z out of “love” and that shit is super foreign to me to begin with so you can understand why I’d be at my wits’ end by now. Whatever happens is on him. 

Btw I don’t make mistakes, I’m perfect.

watachan  asked:

About pony Lance: remember Celestia's legs? :3 They are so long and beautiful! And I mean: Lance is ALL legs, so no, it's perfect! <3 My star pony with his beautiful legs and cute smile! <3 <3 <3

ooohoho I have some headcanons hold on:

  • Lance and Keith are pegasi. 
  • Lance is significantly taller than most pegasi, and some mistake him for a horse (and not a pony). 
  • Lance’s specializes in rain clouds, and he creates The Best rain weather (according to him), perfect for staying indoors n cuddle, and just enough to water your flowers.
  • Keith is essentially Rainbow Dash, but angrier and lonelier.

  • Pidge and Hunk are unicorns
  • Hunk is a chef ofc, owns the most technically advanced restaurant in Equestria (w/ robots n’ shit!!)
  • Pidge is a bookworm much like Twilight, but is more interested in magic not created by ponies, but by nature itself - nature was there before ponies after all! She is determined to find out the secrets behind the laws of nature, no matter how long it takes.

  • Shiro is .. or was the best flying pegasi there was but lost a wing, along with his memory, in an accident. 

I could go on honestly!!! I want to draw more of it aaadhsjdhs

anonymous asked:

You're blog makes me have some faith in humans and is aesthetically pleasing in so many ways. WE LOVE YOU

Thank you xoxoxox

I am a shit person sometimes but I try and be less shit.

Be good, walk carefully, stay hydrated, don’t be too anxious, just a friendly reminder that you’re worthwhile even at your worst and that perfection is attractive imperfection.

(I get worried a lot, that I do too much or not enough, that if I move in the wrong direction then I might hurt something, that if my presence doesn’t make the atmosphere happier then I have to take my shadow and run away but then you sort of remember that it’s not that big a deal that it’s all fine and everyone is lovely and we are all expressions of star dust and things like that, it’s okay to have a fast heart beat, it’s just a life and existence thing).

In fact, have a nice nice nice nice good good good great great WONDERFUL WEEK, I’m off to kick my deep black social anxiety up its gaping butthole, may you all find some happiness and pleasantness as you meander through the cold dark passage of life.

Anyways ...

Talking about THE SHOW … 

I have two questions dancing around my mind lately 

1. Do you think IF the canon happen after all this time and all the drama, the impact will be the same as if it would happen sooner?? 

let me explain

I think all this drama in the fandom, all the crap coming from some Actor there and TPTB is afecting is some way how SOME people is feeling about the ship. If the day comes IT HAVE TO BE SUPER EPIC enough to some of us forget all the shit around??


2. A terrible headcanon: What if Negan knows how important Carol is to Daryl and he takes her as prisoner?

I’m scare about Carol this season.

If you want to say something about all this, your opinions are more than welcome.

dezi-nori  asked:

Oooh my lord, I hope you see this, cuz I just found your WoLxAymeric fics, AND CAN I JUST SAY... They are absolutely fantastic!!! I have LITERALLY been reading them for 3 hoursish now?? You write so beautifully, passionately and everything is so vivid and full of emotion! Your WoL is so precious, and you write Aymeric so IC that I weep. Please don't stop writing, you are so talented ♡ and you seem like such an cool person, too! I hope you have a good day and sorry for the ramble ;u;)/ gggeeee

HI YES HELLO I AM DEAD? WELCOME! Thank you so much my wonderfully kind friend and dear reader I do not deserve you. I am probably gonna grin like an idiot all night now (as I write more because speak of the devil that’s exactly what I’m doing right now instead of sleeping) I really, really appreciate it. I am so happy you like my work and jfc thank you I hope you have a great night, day, week, everything. WHO’S RAMBLING NOW HUH?

anonymous asked:

I'd like to request (if I may) a scenario or headcanons revolving around a human dating an imp demon. Maybe just what the relationship is like, how dates tend to go, how they react to their friend & family dinners, etc.?

Honestly, they’re a little shit half the time. Demons are bad enough, but when they’re condensed, and have too much energy? It’s like hell on wheels- pun not intended. They love to prank everyone- strangers included- and sometimes, you get in trouble for it. They try to leave you out of it, but it doesn’t always work…

They’re very cuddly, though! They love to just climb up in your lap and curl up like a cat, sapping your warmth (or trying to get rid of their own), and just using you as a bed, honestly. They’re small enough to where it doesn’t hurt, but sometimes they lay down wrong, and jab you with their horns.

Hope you enjoy them jetpacking you, by the way. They’re almost always riding on your shoulders, or back, whenever you two go out in public together. People often wonder if they’re your child, until they speak with a DEEP ASS VOICE and scare everyone.

Honestly, imps don’t have families. They’re kind of like most smaller monsters- they have communities, but only in the sense that everyone works to help each other. Therefore, if someone leaves- be it because they’re dating a human, or something else, no one really cares (unless they’re really important, but they’ll get over it).

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Continues Harmon: “These knobs, that want to protect the content they think they own — and somehow combine that with their need to be proud of something they have, which is often only their race or gender. It’s offensive to me as someone who was born male and white, and still works way harder than them, that there’s some white male [fan out there] trying to further some creepy agenda by ‘protecting’ my work. I’ve made no bones about the fact that I loathe these people. It f—ing sucks. And the only thing I can say is if you’re lucky enough to make a show that is really good that people like, that means some bad people are going to like it too. You can’t just insist that everybody who watches your show get their head on straight … And I’m speaking for myself — I don’t want the show to have a political stance. But at the same time, individually, these [harassers] aren’t politicians and don’t represent politics. They represent some shit that I probably believed when I was 15.”

Iconic lines from IT that I can’t get out of my head

  • Try tickling your pickle for the first time
  • It was real enough for georgie
  • Shut up richie
  • Have you ever heard of a staph infection?
  • Which is it gretta? Am I a slut? Or a little shit?
  • The list is longer than my wang
  • Thats not saying much
  • Is she hot?
  • No Richie, she’s not hot
  • *Egg boy*
  • IM GONNA KILL YOU
  • WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT
  • DO NOT FUCKING TOUCH ME
  • Look at this motherfucker! He’s leaking hamburger helper
  • YOU’LL FLOAT TOO
  • Georgie meet Pennywise, Pennywise meet Georgie
  • Please dont go girl
  • Oh sure trash the trashmouth
  • I’m having a fucking asthma attack
  • If you say its summer one more fucking time

The Losers Club as Vines…

Bill

Bill: “Hey everybody! Today my brother pushed me so, I’m starting a kick starter to put him down. The benefits of killing him would be I would get pushed way less.”

Ben

Richie: “Hey, how much money do you have?”

Ben: “Oh-I only have 69¢ left.”

Richie: “You know what that means!”

Ben: “I don’t have enough money for chicken nuggets.”

Richie

Richie: “This is how I walk into my house!”

Richie: “Sup fuckers!”

Richie’s mom: “Why do you have my phone?!”

Richie: “Fuck you that’s why!”

Eddie

Eddie: “It is fannypack Friday and I got to tell you…I just feel super about it.”

Beverly

Beverly: “I hate boys. Even though their nice and all…I still hate boys.”

Mike

Mikes Grandpa: “You know son, when I was your age-”

Mike: “Shut up bitch! You’re old!!”

Stan

Stan: “There’s only one way to start your Tuesday-and that’s being sassy as shit.”

*BONUS*

Georgie

Geogrie: “Hi Ronald!”

Pennywise: “You ready to have some fun?”

Georgie: “Mom just said we can’t play until we clean up our playroom.”

Pennywise: “Fuck yo momma.”

Pennywise

Derry Reporter: “Anything else you want to say to the people watching tonight?”

Pennywise: “My favorite color is blood.”

Derry Reporter: “Alright.”

10 Things I Learned as an Interviewer for the Interviewee

As a fourth year medical students (yikes) I was able to become an interviewer for my medical school. So yes, that means maybe someone I’ve interviewed may one day see this. Though probably not. Anyways, it was very surreal to be on the other side of the process all these years later and while I’m getting ready for interviews myself (anyone want me for residency, btw?)

A lot of expectations and previous notions about interviews that I had really did change and I can see how intricate the process actually is, and I get why we get asked the questions we do. At least somewhat better.                                                                   

All experiences and interviewers are different but here are some things I think can really help out the interviewee. Maybe things you thought were hard and fast rules but aren’t or things you didn’t expect us to be looking for. Anything to help! And while this is directed at pre-meds, the advice should still general enough that anyone can use it, if they want.

Some things to know beforehand; I was part of a two-on-one interview setting which lasted 30 minutes with a few preset questions we needed to ask. The interview was blind, so we couldn’t see stats.

Take a second to observe your interviewers.

This isn’t an open invitation to judge your interviewers, but most of us are pretty telling in the way we present ourselves. If you can take a break for the nerves for a second pay attention to our introductions, our demeanor and how we’re dressed. It can give you a sense of how relaxed or stringent we may be and what our personalities may be like even if we were told to stay stone cold poker-faced. And always keep in mind who your interviewers are and what departments they’re from. It can help guide the tone we set for the entire interview.  

Play off the interviewers.

Now that you’ve taken a moment to take in your surroundings use those to your advantage. If we’re playing tough, answer with strength and intention. If we’re relaxed, don’t sit so stiff and maybe get us to laugh. If you are asked thought provoking questions, take time to think about it and provide thought provoking answers. The more you work with us, the easy and more open a dialog becomes and the more personable the interview will become. It’s a great way to show flexibility and adaptation, and for the interviewers who did this well we found ourselves impressed.

If I’m offering you information, take it.

If I am telling you that I am a 4th year and I can answer your questions about rotations, classes, or student life I am literally giving you questions to ask me in the event you have forgotten all of yours. If faculty tells you which program they are a part of and what they specialize in they are opening that line of information for you. They are telling you were their interests and focuses are and you can run with that, if you like.

Please, please do your research.

We had an application who couldn’t tell us what they liked our school. Had no idea what the mission statement was or what the goals of the school were. Didn’t have a clue. I had to use my doctor face so I could stay neutral. It was bad. I get that you just want to be in medical school but come on. Point blank, there is no excuse for anyone to know nothing about the program they’re interviewing for. You should also have worked out answers for frequently asked questions. Getting stumped on classic medical school questions…it’s a big red flag. So please plan ahead and do your research.  

Pick the length of your answers carefully.

Different types of questions prompt different types of answers. There are a lot of questions that can prompt follow up questions. Hobbies for example; going into every detail about your hobbies is probably counterproductive. But that’s assuming you have a fair amount of things you like to do that aren’t medicine. You can add a snip here and there, like “I’ve done that for 15 years” or “it’s really a huge passion of mine” but if there is interest in hearing more, we’ll most likely ask. If you only have one thing, don’t think “I like running” is a good enough answer. Give us something to work with. There are questions, especially theoretical ones or tell me a story situations that are meant to be longer. And always keep in mind your time limit.

Be confident, not cocky.

There is a huge difference between smug and confident. We had one prospect who gave this shit-eating “gotcha” grin after every question they thought they had aced. It was almost like they were trying to directly challenging me. It got to the point that I stopped caring what they were saying and was just getting pissed. The answers could have been great (they weren’t) but all that stuck with me was the cockiness. Not sure if you do that unintentionally? That’s what practice interviews are for. There are very clear differences when someone was proud of an answer and were pleased, and what this individual was doing. And if you do act that way, personally, I don’t want you representing my school, regardless of what your application looks like.

I don’t care about the “right” answer. I care why.

I know there are certain questions answers that are kind of set in stone. And I know straying too far from say, an ethics question, is hard to do in a new and unique way. The way to make yourself stand out from the crowd is to explain the reasons why you believe this to be the “right” answers since those tend to differ among applicants and shows your critical thinking skills past “well obviously this is the right answer”. Aside from that most interviewers don’t have specific expectations for most questions. We’d rather just hear about you and your personal experiences, honestly.

We’re not always looking for your spoken answer.

Sometimes we’re looking at your body language. I will purposefully ask questions I know there are only a few answers too. Not because I want to know if you know it, but rather how you viscerally respond. Do you look uncomfortable when answering an ethics or grades question? Did you answer robotically? Are you still looking at me? Can you pick yourself back up after a rough question? What you do speaks just as loud as the things your saying and I’m looking for it.

Use your personality and responses to show you want to be here. Not your grades.

This was not an isolated event. I had a few prospective students speak about a class and sneak in “which I got an A in” and continue. Not really a fan of that. I naturally assume that everyone we interviewed had good enough grades and scores because, well, you’re at the interview. At this point in the process all I want if for you to shine beyond those things and prove to me that you can be a doctor on paper and in person.  

Make me feel connected to you.

In the end, I want to feel like I know who you are. I want to know what you stand for and I want to experience the person who wants to become a physician. I want to appreciate your story and how far you’ve come. We don’t need to become best friends, we don’t need to have similar thoughts or values or personalities. But I want to feel like we could understand each other now and in the future. Let me be excited about you and for you. Let me want you to be here so I can check accept.

I hope someone was able to get something useful from this because for all of you here dying to enter this crazy profession I want you to reach your goals. I really do, and I’m just doing all I can on the internet. Good luck to everyone on your interviews!

im so tired of fake friends..
and by fake friend I don’t mean friends that act cool to your face and then talk shit when you leave. No no no no. I mean something way worse than that.
I mean those “friends” who say they’ll always be there for you, the ones that tell you if you ever need anything you can always talk to me, but when you need them they’re nowhere to be found. The friends that make plans with you multiple times and make up some excuse for why they can’t come now or just never text you at all and you’re just stuck waiting until hours later they have some flimsy excuse as to why they never got back with you.
You know… those “friends”.

dating tom holland...pt. 3
  • if i’m being honest, he’d probably smell amazing 24/7
  • not even his cologne just like his scent, there’s just something so comforting about him too
  • the day before he had to leave for press or filming he’d cling onto you like a koala
    • “I’m not letting go until I absolutely have to,” he’d whine as you tried to push him off
    • “tom I have to pee,”
    • “no you don’t that’s false,”
    • “GET OFF ME BEFORE BAD THINGS HAPPEN”
  • reluctantly letting go of you so you could go pee
  • hearing your name through the door
    • [Y/N]!!!”
    • “come baaaack”
    • “….I can hear you pee” followed by loud giggling as you flush the toilet and quickly was your hands
  • he promises to call, text, and facetime you as often as possible when he’s away
  • and obviously he sticks to his promises cause he’s that guy™
    • “I miss yoooouuuu”
    • “harrison doesn’t cuddle like you”
    • “I miss your cooking” 
  • reuniting with each other is both your favourite things
  • you’d be waiting at the airport, trying to be as lowkey as possible since there was already a swarm of paparazzi’s
  • him noticing you as soon as he stepped through those doors
  • running and jumping into his arms as he threw down all his belongings
    • multiple kisses all over your face
    • whispering “i’m gonna make up for all our lost time when we get home”
  • and he so does
  • not being able to keep his hands off you the second you step through the door
    • “what gotten into you, tom?” you ask as he nips at your neck and collarbones
    • he freezes before shyly looking up at you, “I-I had a dream…about you…” he trails off
  • you nearly moan at the thought of him having dirty dreams about you
  • sloppy makeup sex 
    • both your actions would be so rushed, just wanting to be connected with each other
    • “fuck, I missed you so much babygirl,” 
    • him trying to make you come at the same time as him
  • as happy as he is to see you, he’s also exhausted and starving so you tell him to take a nap as you make something for dinner
    • “but I wanna nap with my girl,” he’d try to coax 
    • “after dinner,” you bargained as he let out a huff but agreed
  •  waking him up with head scratches 
    • whining when you stop and throw the blankets off him
    • not at all fazed by his naked body
    • him being surprised at you being unfazed because ????? 
  • him always trying to get you naked
    • “let eat dinner…..naked,”
    • “let’s play strip monopoly!” “not a chance tom,” “strip uno?”
  • “tom no”
  • “TOM YES”
  • he can be such a child, hiding all your left shoes or the toothpaste because it’s only a minor inconvenience 
  • whenever you’re at home with him and his family he becomes so much more british
    • “tom I can’t understand what you’re saying anymore”
    • “WHADYA MEAN M8″
  • him getting genuinely jealous when you pay more attention to tessa than him
    • “I’m spider-man though!!!!” he’d whine as you rolled around with tessa
    • having enough of your shit and picking you up, throwing you over his shoulder and bringing you to him room
  • when tom is sick its so much worse because he’s so much more clingy but you also don’t wanna get sick
    • “just a kiss on the nose, please darling” he’d beg as you sighed, finally giving him
    • tilting his head up so you end up meeting his lips instead
    • “if you get me sick i’m gonna kill you, holland”
  • you sitting on his lap because he loves having his arms wrapped around your body
  • if you were in public he’d always be checking behind your back for paparazzi’s because it was date night 
  • baking together becomes a tradition with you guys
    • him smearing icing down your nose before licking it
    • “you taste amazing, sweetheart,” him winking before you choke on a breath  
  • you lying in his lap in bed on nights you can’t sleep
  • so he begins playing with your hair and softly singing to because he knows that’s what puts you out like a light
  • waking you up with slopping kisses all over your face
  • you’re not a morning person so you don’t appreciate being woken up and put your pillow on your face
  • so he ends up eating you out and you can’t even get angry cause it was one of the best orgasms ever
    • “still hate me for waking you up?” he asks cheekily as you roll your eyes playfully
    • that day ends up full of sex, cuddles, and food
  • working out with him but he just ends up getting distracted by all your movements 
  • which leads to post workout sex
    • “your ass looks amazing in those pants, but it looks even better without them, darling,”
  • he secretly loves being domestic with you
  • like he loves doing laundry or cleaning the apartment and even going grocery shopping because he’s imagining your future
    • “you ever think about us? in the future?” he’d ask one day and he immediately regrets it thinking you’ll start freaking out
    • “all the time, bubs,” you say with a smile and he thinks his heart is gonna leap out of his chest
  • his parents and brothers already call you an old married couple
  • both of you agreeing that you’ve still got a long ways ahead of you before you wanna get married or start a family 
  • but you both want to 
  • you’re both each others rocks, always there no matter what time it is
  • sweet little kisses throughout the day 
    • like on the nose
    • or the forehead
    • of the top of your head
  • if you’re wearings rings he’s 100 percent going to play with them when he’s holding your hand 
  • he makes sure to bring you back a souvenir from each place he visits, even if it’s a magnet you love it so much 
  • sharing headphones while waiting for the plane to start boarding 
  • playing ‘guess the song’
    • “i lose every time though,” he’d whine but you just stuck your tongue out
    • purposely playing songs he doesn’t know just to see him pout
    • “you’re just too cute,” “i’m not cute, i’m hot,” “okay, tommy, whatever you say,”
  • him getting tipsy on the plane 
    • “let’s join the mile high club,” while giggling
    • “tom i’m trying to watch a movie,”
    • “and i’m trying to get laid,”
  • he’s actually such a child sometimes and you have to threaten him with no more sex until he finally calms down
  • if he has a random question he will ask you as if you have the answer
    • “how long are giraffes necks????”
    • “how do dolphins sleep with one eye open??”
  • poking your cheeks whenever you’re ignoring him 
    • “pay attention to meeeee,”
  • lying in between his legs on his chest because he insists on having you as close to him as possible
  • YOU’RE BOTH HEAD OVER HEELS FOR EACH OTHER AND ADORE ONE ANOTHER 

A/N: i died and came back then died again i h8 myself

~College!au Pen Pal Jungkook~PART THIRTEEN

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Originally posted by jkguks

Jungkook quickly jogged in the direction of your dorm room. How could he be so stupid? Even if Y/F/N was his pen pal, he was willing to let go of you and your friendship? After everything? What a dick move, he thought to himself.

He didn’t know why you were the one apologizing when he was the dick who didn’t even look in your direction for the past two weeks. He wouldn’t be surprised if you didn’t open the door.

“Y/N?” He lightly knocked on your room door. Were you even there?

“He’s here,” he heard a low voice through the door.

“Shut up, Tae!” He heard you shush through the door.

“Y/N, I know you’re there,” Jungkook sighed, leaning his arm against the door.

“I don’t need to hear it. I know I lied to you and I’m sorry, okay?” You murmured. 

“You’re not the one who should be apologizing. It’s me, really.”

“It is?”

“Yeah. I was an inconsiderate asshole who deserted you. Sure, I was hurt because I thought you were just averting me from meeting my pen pal whom you knew all along. But a part of me knew you wouldn’t do that. Yet, I didn’t listen to that part of me. So I stopped seeing you. At first, it felt like I was empty but then it hurt. Really hurt. I saw you around, alone at the cafe or on campus and damn, I was crushed. But I had my stupid pride and ignored your obvious sadness. You don’t know how much I wanted to walk up to you sometimes, but those times were when I was around Y/F/N.”

He heard you scoff at the mention of her name. He continued, “I honestly can’t believe that I was willing to give you up over something so stupid. You’re way too special to me, Y/N.”

“Meaning?” Taehyung shouted from the other side of the door, urging him to go on. Jungkook heard the sound of a smack and Taehyung winced, “Ow!”


From beside you, Taehyung sat criss-crossed, rubbing his arm which had a newly formed red mark on it. “What was that for?”

“Be quiet, would you?” You pleaded, nodding your head towards the door.

“Meaning I care about you…a lot. Maybe a little too much, for my own good,” Jungkook replied vaguely. What was that supposed to mean? You wanted to urge him to elaborate but it seems, once again, Taehyung beat you to the punch.

“Which means?” 

“Y/N, I love you.”

Before you could process what Jungkook had just said, an inhuman sound was heard from next to you. 

Turning your head to the side, you saw Taehyung laying on the ground, clutching his chest, and his eyes shut.

“Namjoon hyung owes me twenty dollars!” He hollered, jumping up. “Y/N, I’m helping you out here. Have fun!” Taehyung opened the door and made eye contact with Jungkook for a split second, before breaking out into a grin. 

“Good luck,” Taehyung patted Jungkook’s arm and slid past him and ran out of your dorm. Your eyes stayed glued to the carpet floor under you.

“You what?” You managed to speak. 

Rubbing the back of his neck, awkwardly, he sighed, “Yeah, I know; funny way of showing it, right? But I guess I was just so hurt by what you ‘did’, and my pride got in the way.”

As if breaking out of your daze, you shook your head, “But I lied to you first. Yeah, you made me feel like absolute shit, but it was my fault. If I didn’t lie in the first place, this wouldn’t have happened.” You stood up in front of him. 

“You had a good reason,” He said, softly.

“Being insecure? Wow, what a great reason,” You rolled your eyes at yourself.

Jungkook took hold of your hands, “I made you feel insecure. I was rude enough to accuse you for not being my pen pal once I got here. I’d do the same if a girl showed up at my door and looked at me the way I looked at you. But believe me, I never looked at you like that again.”

When you said nothing, he took it as an opportunity to keep talking, “As we kept hanging out, I realized how freaking attracted I was to you. Not because of your appearance, not gonna lie though, you rock the whole I don’t give a fuck about my hair look, but because of your personality. Whenever you were looking away or telling a story, man, I only had eyes for you. Call me cheesy but I don’t care. Y/N, I definitely don’t deserve you but please take into consideration my apology,” Jungkook pled, not letting go of your hands.

 Looking down at his hands holding yours, you realized just how well they fit together. Feeling your cheeks heat up, as if you were just remembering that he was confessing, you looked away. 

“Kook, I know you hurt me, but I forgive you.”

“That easily? No way. Can’t you yell at me or scold me?”

“Kook, I’m not your mother. I forgive you. It’s Y/F/N who I don’t, nor will ever forgive.”

Biting his lip, he looked down at you. “No offense because I knew you two were friends at one point, but she’s annoying as hell.”

“Oh, I know,” you scoffed with laugh.

“Seriously! If she wasn’t exposed I probably would’ve found out sooner that she wasn’t my pen pal. She was so…clingy? Definitely not my Sarcastic Princess,” he finished with a smirk. 

Your Sarcastic Princess, huh?” You raised an eyebrow.

“I still can’t believe I didn’t realize. You’re the same person! I mean, at least I don’t feel bad anymore, though,” He scratched the back of his neck.

“Feel bad about what?”

“I was kind of torn…I had this small crush on her but then I had feelings for you and you have no idea how confused I was as to how I could like two people at the same time. Turns out, it wasn’t two people.”

Rolling your eyes with a smile, you said, “Well, hey, if it makes you feel any better, the feelings are mutual.”

“They are? Even after–”

“If my actions were so easily forgiven by you, why can’t be yours?” You shrugged. “Plus, who needs drama? I miss our lazy days when all we cared about was that essay we needed to write for the next day.”

“I like the sound of that,” Jungkook smiled, thoughtfully. If he didn’t love you as much before, he certainly did now. Relationships weren’t perfect, but for the two of you, your fizzle happened before it actually started, and that was okay.

“So? Past is in the past?”

“First I need to do one thing…Hm, make that two things,” Jungkook grinned. 

“What?” You furrowed your eyebrows.

“Firstly,” He began, before cupping your cheeks and placed a soft peck to your lips. It lasted only a few seconds, but it was enough to make your heart race.

 After pulling away with a cheeky smile, Jungkook grabbed your hand and tugged you out of the room. 

“Secondly, how about we get some revenge?”


WOOP WOOP I LIED! ONE MORE PART OR SO AFTER THIS ONE!

Part 14?👀👀👀

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[ yall stay wanting to bring out the hoe in me lol thank you for requesting and hope you enjoy!! ;) ;) ]

Rated (M) for mature.


Seokjin

I think Jin would be soooo fucking spaced out for a minute - to the point he forgot where tf he was. Breathing heavily after you just finished rocking his world, he couldn’t even feel his body anymore, he was in the spirit realm now. It took a good five minutes for him to catch his breath, and come back down to earth, when he slowly directed his attention to your also sweaty figure - speechless

“Marry me…”

Yoongi 

Yoongi would be on cloud 3000 after this particular orgasm. Not only was it the hardest he had ever came, he hated to admit it, but you being dominate was definitely something he’d consider from now on for the future. From handcuffs, to orgasm-denial, all the way down to a vibrating cock ring, he thought you were planning on torturing him all night - and that’s exactly what you did. 

After finally giving him what he begged for after two whole hours, you were 67% sure that he shot out almost half of his children onto the bed sheets and his stomach. 

Dude didn’t even say anything afterwards, because lord knows he’d pass tf out after something like that. But, hey, actions do speak louder than words.

Namjoon

Don’t even get me started with this man. After an intense orgasm, give him about two minutes to be up and ready for a round two - I bet money on it.

Y’all could have just got done fucking each other from the bathroom, to the kitchen, to the window, to the wall - it didn’t matter -  Namjoon, I imagine, has the hIGHEST sex drive a human being could ever endure. You could have just got done riding him like a stallion, and all this man will need right after cumming damn near everything he had is some water. He’ll be right as rain, after that. 

“Break time’s over; face down, ass up, jagiya.” 

Hoseok

It would be a silent staring contest between the two of you, as you enjoyed your high together. It was your honeymoon, and just his luck he happened to marry the kinkiest little shit in the universe. I don’t think he would even have enough energy for a round two, not after how well you just treated him, that first round felt like thirty. 

“Why are you looking at me like that?” You breathlessly ask.

Hoseok would slowly glare at you, as he finally found his words. “There is no way in hell that you were a virgin before all this.”

“Hobi, I was a virgi-” 

“wHy tHe fuCk yOu LyINg.” 

Jimin

Another one who would be completely fucked out and in the spirit realm, possibly chilling with Jin. He knew that he just had the most intense orgasm of his life because even when you pulled off him, he was still going! Load after load just streaming out of him, like a faucet, coating his stomach and thighs as he laid on his back in pure bliss. 

“Damn, jagi, I might be the one who won’t be able to walk in the morning!” 

Taehyung 

He would be so proud of you; daddy’s little girl came a long way to where you were the one who had to give the aftercare for once, and he was stuck on his back in exhaustion while staring up at you in awe. If anything, you just made him add another reason to the list on why he should just wife you, already. Prepare to get praised and rewarded for the rest of the night.

“Did I do good, daddy?” 

Taehyung would look up at you slowly, his eyes piercing into yours. As a slow smirk would creep on his face, he’d grin at you slyly, and say: 

“Ready for round two?”

“But, isn’t daddy tired?” You would tilt your head in concern, only for him to gesture to his face before winking. 

“My mouth isn’t.~”  

Jungkook

Honestly, would be JungShook. Like, the two of you had sweat so much that the sheets looked like they just got done going through the washing machine. 

In other words, they were drenched

He’d be so shook, Jungkook would still be whimpering as you continued to ride him to help him through his high - body twitching so much from over-sensitivity that you had to hold him down by his shoulders. After calming down a little, you’d start whispering praises in his ear, soothing him by combing your fingers through his damp hair, while his arms were wrapped tightly around your waist. 

“J-Jagi, you feel so good wrapped around me. Don’t stop, please, don’t stop..!” 

And thus, would work him up to the point a round two would commence. 

Surprise!

Summary: The reader wakes up to surprising news about her and Jensen.

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

A/N: I got a random idea so here’s a random drabble.


“Y/N L/N! Get your ass up!”

A high pitched shrill invades your dream world as incessant curse words begin littering the air. A blinding light appears and it makes you bury your head deep under the warm covers. The muffled growling noises you hear become much clearer once your sheets are abruptly yanked off. 

“Y/N!” Your best friend huffs. “Don’t make me chuck water onto your head!”

“What the fuck, Steph.” You moan lowly, snatching your pillow away when she tries to steal it from you. “You psychopath.“ 

"I’m so mad at you right now. How come you didn’t tell me, woman?!” The bratty behavior continues as she stomps her high heeled boot into your hardwood floor.

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Mafia!BTS Reaction: You Know Their Secret (Hyung Line)

Anonymous asked: Do you take reaction requests?? If so could u do a bts reaction where theyre in the mafia and try to keep it a secret from you but youve known for while and they just found out that you’ve known? tysm!!

A/N: I do take requests! I went kinda overboard, so I’m just gonna do the hyung line for now. Maknae line soon to come!

–SEOKJIN–

You had just taken a big bite out of Jin’s latest dish. It was delicious and flavorful as always, but maybe a little too much. You coughed, hitting your chest with one hand as Jin panicked, rushing to bring you some water. After downing a whole glass, you breathed a sigh of relief. So did Jin.

“I’m so sorry, honey! For a second I thought I’d killed you.”

Still recovering, you weren’t thinking as your next words tumbled out of your mouth.

“You’re a professional killer, so it wouldn’t be a surprise.”

A long, heavy silence fell over the room as you both realized what you had just said. Horror twisted in your gut. Crap. How could you cover this up?

“What did you just say?” Jin asked, voice low with something very, very dangerous.

There was a long moment where you both stood there, unmoving and unblinking, just staring at one another. Then the panic settled in. Your breathing became quicker, your eyes wide. He knew. He knew you knew. This was bad. He was angry. This was bad.

Jin took a step forward, features softening as he approached you slowly, like one would approach a wounded animal.

“Darling, calm down. It’s—“

Thoughts still hazy, you turned on your heel and made a break for the door, running as fast as you possibly could.

Jin was faster.

You barely made it out of the kitchen when you felt his hand circle around your arm in a vice grip. In the next instant, he slammed you against the nearest wall with terrifying strength you had always known he possessed. You winced, screwing your eyes shut as you looked down. You couldn’t look at him—you were afraid of what you would see.

Gentle but firm, his other hand gripped your chin and made you look into his eyes. They were soft and gentle, the same as they had always been. You felt yourself relax, just a little bit, at that.  

“I think,” he finally said, “you and I need to have a little talk.”

–NAMJOON–

You were home alone, so you decided to take a long, much deserved bath. Eyes closed, you sighed as you soaked in the steaming water. Then, you heard it. A loud bang and a crash from outside the door. Namjoon wasn’t supposed to be home until very late that night, which could only mean it was a break in.

Your eyes snapped open and you practically flew out of the tub, heart hammering in your chest as you thought of your options. You knew Namjoon kept a gun in every room. It was how you discovered his real occupation some time ago.

As quickly as you could, you removed the bathmat at the base of the tub and felt around for a loose tile. Sure enough, your search was fruitful. You grabbed the weapon and slowly backed away. You didn’t want to use it, or even threaten anyone with it, so you stayed put, hoping the intruder wouldn’t come into the washroom. No such luck. Soon enough, the knob jiggled for a moment before the door was pushed open. With shaky hands you put the gun up.

“D-don’t move! I’m not a-afraid to use this!”

“Shit, baby, what the fuck?

Namjoon stood before you, hands up in surrender and eyes wide with shock as he stared at you in utter disbelief. You could have cried at the sight of your boyfriend. Shaking, you lowered the weapon. Then, enraged, you lifted it again.

“You! You scared me half to death! What the hell is wrong with you?!”

Namjoon gaped.

“What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you?”

“Excuse me?!”

“Why do you have a gun?!”

“You’re in the mob and you’re asking about your own gun?!”

You froze, realizing your mistake. Namjoon stared at you, wide eyed. Then, he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he slouched in defeat, almost as if he’d been expecting this. You wouldn’t be surprised if he had.  

“Ok, before we have this conversation,” he said, voice exasperated, “could you please put the gun down? And maybe put some clothes on?”

You looked down at yourself and blushed, placing the gun back on the floor and running past him into the bedroom.

“If you like,” he said, voice amused and suggestive, “we could save the clothes and the conversation for later…”  

–YOONGI–

Yoongi was still sleeping when you decided to slip out of bed and make breakfast for the both of you. You were flipping pancakes in the kitchen when you heard the unmistakable sound of a knock on the door. You nearly jumped out of your skin, dropping one of the pancakes in the process. Cursing, you turned the stove off and marched to the door.

When you opened it, you were surprised to find two men you had never seen before standing in front of you.

You immediately stiffened, thinking about Yoongi’s job. Did they know him? Were these friends or enemies? Were they dangerous? Were you about to get kidnapped? You were so going to kill Yoongi if you got kidnapped because of him.

You fixed the two men with an unamused glare.

“May I help you?”

The men looked almost as surprised to see you as you were to see them. They shifted uncomfortably, looking at one another.

“Uh. Is Suga home?”

‘Suga’ was Yoongi, you knew. You also knew it was a name only his friends knew him by, if the papers you found in his office were anything to go by. Still, you didn’t trust these guys yet.

“Who are you?”

They looked at each other.

“Uh. I’m V and that’s Jimin. We’re—”

“His underlings. Yeah, I know.” You sighed, relieved when you recognized their names. “Sorry, but Suga’s—”

“Awake now.”

You jumped when you felt the heat of another body pressed against your back. Yoongi was standing there, still shirtless, using an arm to lean against the doorframe as he fixed the two visitors with a glare.

“Whatever it is, it can wait until tomorrow.”

“But—”

Without saying another word, Yoongi grabbed the door and shut it in their faces. He sighed, still pressed right up against your back. You squirmed, trying to step away from him, but started when you felt both of his hands firmly grasp each of your arms. He pressed further into you, leaning in until you felt his breath on the back of your neck.

You shivered—out of fear or something else, you weren’t sure.

“How long,” he said, his low voice practically a whisper as he spoke into your ear, “have you known about this?”

–HOSEOK–

You and Hoseok were getting some shopping done when you passed by a department store, one of the very upscale and intimidating ones that you dared not enter by yourself. So, naturally, Hoseok decided to drag you inside.

“Come on, it’ll be fun!”

You rolled your eyes at his antics, but obliged nonetheless. He was so happy, after all. While inside, you found yourself surprised as something caught your eye. It was a beautiful silver watch. You leaned over the glass case displaying it, admiring the piece. You had always wanted one of these high-end accessories, but you could never possibly afford it.

“Like what you see, babe?”

You jumped, having almost forgot you were there with your boyfriend. Smiling, you nodded, but shrugged it off with a small, disappointed sigh.

“Yeah, but when in a million years could I ever afford something like this?”

Hoseok blinked, staring at you for a moment in thought before he spoke again, smile ever-present.

“I’ll buy it for you.”

You raised your eyebrows. Of course, you knew Hoseok could afford this sort of thing. He was a mobster after all, and a pretty damn successful one, from what you gathered. But still, he didn’t need to know that you knew. So, you shook your head.

“If I can’t afford it, then you can’t either.”

“Yes, I can,” he replied, persistent.

“No, you can’t.” You glared at him. “I don’t want it that bad, Hoseok.”

“Sure you do.”

“No.”

“Babe it’s ok, I’ll buy—“

“If I want this watch,” you snapped, irritation taking over you, “then I want it with good, honest money. Not—“ you gasped, cutting yourself off once you realized what you said.

“Not what, babe?”

Everything around you seemed to stop—the bustling department store seemed empty, the lights seemed dimmer. All you could focus on was Hoseok, his eyes darkening while the smile remained on his face. You had a feeling you weren’t the first person to be on the receiving end of such a look. Your sweet, loving boyfriend was replaced with someone else.

He was terrifying.

Still smiling, Hoseok leaned forward until your faces were centimeters apart.

“Sweetheart,” he said, his sweet voice laced with venom, “is there something you’d like to tell me?”  

it's hip to be square

please allow me to introduce you to everyone’s favorite Rubik’s cube of the sea, the Yellow Boxfish. they’re, uh.

 well. see for yourself.

a vision of geometric perfection and kissy lips

yeah.

despite looking like an ocean-borne Bethesda glitch, the Yellow Boxfish is a real animal with hopes and dreams just like yours.

well, maybe slightly more angular

found in warm water reefs worldwide, (say that five times fast) Yellow Boxfish start life tiny and bright yellow, eventually fading in color as they reach their adult length of about 18 inches. they live mostly off algea and the bitter tears of mathematicians. (just wait until they discover the Hypercube Boxfish)

your frustration sustains me!

we STILL don’t know how they work- being a literal cube seems to make them incredibly agile swimmers, but we’re not sure why. maybe the ocean is just really into right angles?

nature just loves rectangles I guess

also just in case they weren’t weird enough, they also have a bad habit of squirting a deadly poison everywhere whenever they get startled, like an excitable toxin grenade

PANIC! PANIC! RELEASE THE TOXINS

while it is an efficient way to murder the shit out of every other fish in the general vicinity, this toxin has zero effect on humans. unless you were to attempt to eat the Boxfish, so don’t do that.

you probably couldn’t anyway, this is what a Boxfish skeleton looks like

Yellow Boxfish are popular pets and are kept by many aquarists. your local fish store may have one right now, go say hello! but gently, lest you accidentally startle this weird dumb square toxic grenade of the sea.

goldenorbrokenorlost  asked:

Hi! I was wondering whether you might have pointers to resources for gifted+ADHD adults, if there are any decent ones out there that don't minimize the disabling nature of ADHD and just treat it like a magic creativity bonus. I hope this isn't presumptuous to ask, but I'm really struggling with stuff like being able to go to bed in time to get enough sleep at the same time as holding down a career that makes people go "ooooo you must be ~so smart" and am incredibly frustrated by the combination.

Giftedness is such a frustrating thing to talk about, because there are all these cultural narratives around ~bragging and ~egotism and shit and like… no. Giftedness isn’t important to me because I want to be TEH SMRTST, it’s important to me because I had no friends as a child. Realizing, “Hey, I have this neurodivergence that means that OF COURSE 99.9% of the kids I meet think I’m weird” meant I stopped thinking that I was just uniquely broken and unlovable.

It’s about being smart enough to name all the moons of Jupiter, but not realizing the other 7-year-olds don’t want to hear them. It’s about being literally mandated by all the adults in your life to do work that they know is too easy for you for a dozen years, and having your executive function atrophy, and then almost drowning when you’re thrown in the river of work hard enough for you in college.

Soooo yeah. I care about it a lot. (For people who aren’t familiar with my extensive back catalogue: I’ve written essays before on giftedness as neurodivergence and how most gifted children don’t grow up into eminent adults)

Anyway, the term for giftedness+disability (learning disability, autism spectrum, physical disability, mental illness) is “twice-exceptional” or “2e”.  Twee as fuck, but whatever, it’s googleable. I guess parents don’t want to be like my friend Feather and call it “comorbidity”. I also find ADDitude magazine to be a perpetually good resource.

Fortunately (unfortunately?) a huge number of resources for ADHD adults honestly are aimed at Gifted ADHD adults, just because most things written about psychology and self-help are inaccessible to people who aren’t cognitively strong. So if you like reading tons of psychological literature, ADDitude has a list of classics in the field.

anonymous asked:

Can u do an angst imagine when yoongi calls you clingy, you change and then regrets it

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“I love you,” you sang with a giggle into Yoongi’s ear. He seemed to cringe, a flash of annoyance passing over his brow, before he removed your hands from around his headphones which you’d lifted and replaced it on his head. “I’m trying to work right now, (y/n),” he drawled. “What,” you pouted playfully, “just my name? No baby, sweety, or honey? No milk, no suga?” You laughed at your own joke. He didn’t.

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