Genre: Suggestive Word Count: 1.5k Request: This drabble thing is so cool ! May I request a 5,10,59 one with Jungkook ? Thank youuuu xx [Drabble List]
5. “Why do you keep pushing me away?”
10. “You need new morals.”
59. “Why do you even care?”
“Loverboy hasn’t stopped staring at you since you walked in here.” Your best friend comments, holding her red cup in front of her mouth as she leaned closer to whisper into your ear. It was as if she thought that the red cup would hide the fact that she was blatantly talking about Jeon Jungkook, who was across the room, basically burning holes into your soul.
Of course she had to bring it up when you’d been trying your absolute best to ignore it for the entire night.
“He’s weird and creepy.” You were lying straight through your teeth, and you knew it. Even your best friend knew it.
“He’s hot and known for being good in bed, everyone knows it Y/N.” Your friend corrected, she wasn’t wrong – well, about the hot part. As you’d have to be blind before denying that Jungkook was definitely one hell of a catch. But unfortunately, he was also notorious for being the school’s biggest asshole and fuckboy in one, so it’s safe to say that you’d always tried to steer clear off his radar.
Yet here you were, and there he was. Eyeing you like you were the only person in this room. Though you were partially to blame for getting yourself stuck in this situation, your friend mostly as she invited you to this frat party in the first place, but you also for not taking into account that you’d be going to Jungkook’s frat house before you’d arrived.
“Maybe he likes you?” Your friend suggested, humour behind her voice as she knew the truth.
“Oh please. You and I both know that if he does ‘like’ me, it will be until he gets me to sleep with him, and then he’ll move on to his next victim.” You rolled your eyes at your best friend, laughing before putting your red cup on the coffee table in front of you, crossing your arms. “He’s absolutely disgusting.” You didn’t forget to add.
“Well, you can tell him how disgusting he really is because he’s coming over here,” Your friend squealed before picking everything up and ditching as Jungkook came closer and closer.
You cursed her for doing this to you before beginning to get on your feet. Though before you could make a sweet escape, Jungkook just had to grab hold of your arm.
“Leaving so early?” He asked, spinning you around so that you basically had front row seats to see that smug smile on his lips that ever so wanted to tear right off his face. Partially because it pissed you off, but partially because something about it also somehow managed to make you feel all weak and funny inside.
“Why do you even care? I have things to do, Jeon.” You sighed, rolling your eyes at him before going to turn around and walk in the other direction. And you would’ve been successful at doing so, if only he didn’t have the nerve to make you face him again.
“Am I on that to-do list?” He smirked, wiggling his eyebrows to which your arrowed yours in response.
“You need new morals.” You blew out, this time, you managed to throw his grip from your wrist before walking the other direction.
Though of course, he just had to follow you through the hallway.
“Perhaps I do,” He shrugged nonchalantly as he speed walked to catch up with your pace, and he was now walking beside you. “But in all seriousness, I kinda wanna get out of here. You wanna come?” He gave you a smile. And for a second, just a second, it gave you some sort of warm feeling inside your stomach; as even the walls you’d built were no match against how charming this boy could be when he wanted to.
“No.” You managed to simply reply, managing to ignore all thoughts about Jungkook being sweet.
“Oookay…” Jungkook replied slowly, nodding his head. “Wanna go get a drink then?” He flashed another grin, but before you could even admire that, you were already snapping back at him, as it was what you were used to doing when it came to having anything to do with Jungkook.
“No! Can you just leave me alone?!” You stop in your tracks, pausing to turn and look up at him only to be met with the light that seemed to radiate from his eyes seconds ago, now dying down in a look of complete disappointment.
You had no idea why, but you were honestly never usually like this with people. You were never the type to snap; but you were always this way with Jungkook. Probably because you’d heard what he was like, and you certainly weren’t gonna put yourself in his trap willingly.
You watched Jungkook, his raven hair falling just above his eye, his tall and built frame standing in front of you in all his glory. You watched as his features went from looking disappointed to somewhat annoyed and aggravated.
“Look Y/N, I don’t know what I’ve done to make you hate me so much, but don’t you think it’s a little unfair?” His eyebrows knitted together, and you could’ve sworn his voice dipped an octave deeper than usual, and if you weren’t putting such a hard front on, you would’ve definitely turned to mush at how hot he sounded.
“I-” You opted to speak, but nothing seemed to come out as you could see the way that he was stepping closer towards you, not breaking eye contact, not even for a second. You hit the wall behind you and he was mere inches from your face.
Most people look worse up close, but apparently not Jungkook; as up close, you had full view of his defined jawline that was clenched and his cheekbones. He looked even better up close that it was almost unfair.
He puts both of his hands on either side of your head, trapping you between him and the wall.
“What do you want from me?” Your voice wavered a little, and you wanted to mentally punch yourself for your vocal chords letting your down like that. But the fact that you sounded so feeble reflected exactly how you were and how you felt under Jungkook’s gaze.
“Why do you keep pushing me away?” He answers your question with another question. But before you could retort, he finally closes the gap between you both, dipping his head to capture your lips with his.
For a few seconds, you both stood still, and the kiss was just full of what felt like innocence. For one, you were standing there in complete awe at what was occurring, as you still honestly could not comprehend what was unfolding between you both. And second, Jungkook didn’t wanna go in too fast just incase you didn’t like it.
However, after a few more seconds, and after you not pulling away from him, Jungkook takes that as his cue to deepen the kiss. You lowkey wished that you didn’t like this, that you could say that you didn’t like him. But with your thoughts and senses being engulfed by Jungkook, there was absolutely no denying that you definitely liked this, you liked this a lot.
His tongue slowly brushes against your bottom lip, as if asking for entrance, and you do just that when Jungkook has you whimpering as his hands traveled to the back of your neck to bring your lips even closer to his – if that was even possible – while his other hand placed itself on your hips. You were fisting his white tshirt, wanting to pull his body closer to yours.
This kiss no longer felt innocent to say the least. You guys were now basically having a hot makeout session in a damn hallway. Your heart was beating so rapidly that you would’ve been surprised if Jungkook wasn’t able to feel it.
The kiss was teasingly hot, passionate, and demanding. His lips tasted of a mixture of mint with a slight hint of vodka. You were both so engrossed, that none of you seemed to want to pull away from each other to even breathe. Well, you wanted to pull away before you could lose yourself, but you couldn’t as you were already well, and truly, lost.
Finally, Jungkook is the first to pull away, he smiles, looking down at you as he caressed your cheek in his large palm. Your heart couldn’t help but flutter at the authentic smile that radiated from his lips. He bites his bottom lip that was now probably as swollen as yours and you were sure you hadn’t witnessed anything so hot in your life.
Jungkook, with his grip still on your waist, closes the gap between your bodies so that your body was flush against his before speaking.
“Y/N, I’d really like to take you out sometime” He spoke deeply in a voice that sounded so sensual. And to that, you couldn’t have refused even if you wanted to…
Whats the arc gonna be like? ??? Whos turn is it to get Fucked with angst???? IS THERE GONNA BE KYR?????????? AND IF KYRS THERE WILL HE ACTUALLY PLAY AN IMPORTANT ROLE AND NOT BE LEFT TO THE SIDE LIKE A LOT OF BIG WAR??????
Do you have any headcanons for the Ralts-Kirlia-Gardevoir line?
!!! Oh boy do I!!!
* Ralts shares a very close emotional connection with their trainers. Whatever their trainer is feeling at the time, they’ll feel it too. When they feel their trainer is upset, they’ll try to cheer them up by hugging them.
* They’ll always hide behind their trainers whenever someone new is around. Even if they sense the other’s person good intentions, they’ll always stick right by their trainers.
* They can also form close attachments to other pokemon. It’ll always be close to that pokemon, thinking of them as part of it’s family. Pokemon it’ll do this to include Stoutland, Delcatty and Chansey.
* Kirlias are much more outgoing, to the point of showing off just a little bit. It likes to dance for it’s trainer when it’s in a good mood.
* Sometimes when they can see that their trainer is having a bad dream, it’ll use it’s psychokinetic powers to change the dream into a more pleasant one.
* Seeing their trainer smiling makes them happy. They’ll try anything to keep their trainer’s happy.
* To a Gardevoir, you are their everything. They will do anything to protect their trainer and keep them safe, even if it costs them their own life in the process.
* They’re considered a caretaker pokemon. They always make sure it’s trainer and their pokemon are doing okay and are content. They’re also very humble, refusing care for themselves until they’re sure that everything is fine.
* They’re close by their trainers at all times. Even when in a poke ball, if they sense that something is wrong they have the ability to break out of the ball and stop whatever danger is around.
* If a Gardevoir fails in protecting their trainer and their trainer dies, they’ll remain in a state of constant mourning. They’ll keep a memento of their trainer with them at all times, even projecting their trainer’s image to help comfort themselves.
I don’t think people understand how damaging and harmful it is to completely ignore and not want to acknowledge or even take responsibility for how their behaviour affects others. If someone is telling you that you’ve hurt them or how you make them feel in general, just fucking listen and accept that this is how you are making someone feel, regardless of if you are aware or if it’s intentional or not, but don’t deny them their right to fucking feel and express by denouncing them.
Hi, so i really like making my own spells but i don’t feel very comfortable with saying loooong sentences and basically using a lot of words. So i often use One Word Spells.
Yes, the One Word Spells. They are more powerfull than you think. Rules are simple: say loud just one word.
This is how to do it:
1. Light a candle ( use colour that fits your intention or your fav ; )
2. Sit (on the floor, chair, whatever, just be close to the candle) and relax.I said: relax. It’s important. Really. Chill.
3. Think. Think about your intentions. Treat it like some kind of a prayer (?) Just think a lot about what you need right now, what is your intention. Don’t be afraid to talk a lot, it’s your own head, right?
4. Say it. Choose one word and ‘import’ all of your thoughts from
↑ in this few letters. Imagine this situation- your thoughts become 1 single word.
5. Leave the candle lighting for a moment. Stare in the flame, it’s cool, isn’t it? Now you can put it off. It’s over.
First time I met Brendon, he was in a dressing room, and he was throwing a tray full of fruit into a shower. And I kind of stood there staring at him for a minute, I was like, what is this little kid doing right now- he was so, so just like, intent on throwing all the fruit in the shower and smashing it. So I just asked him, I was like, ‘What are you doing right now?’ And he’s like, 'Well I wanted to throw the fruit somewhere, but I didn’t wanna make it a mess for whoever has to clean it up.’ So he was both being punk rock and very respectful, all at the same time.
Zack Hall, on his first time meeting Brendon Urie
What I really love about Feyre and Rhys’s love story is that it wasn’t a cheap shot. It wasn’t a “choose who you love more” love triangle.
Even right down to their first meeting was intentional and had a story behind it. It wasn’t a “Oh yes, I met you by chance and now I’m in love you” love story.
Rhys has loved Feyre for 3 years, even if she didn’t return the feelings at first. They got to actually know each other and become friends before mating. Rhys gave Feyre the safety and peace she needed to heal before they were officially together.
Feysand is honestly just the most awesome YA power couple that I’ve had the pleasure of reading about. There was always an explanation behind every one of their stories. Sarah didn’t write it as “I am the author, so what I say goes.” No, she actually explained their relationship and made it believable with back stories and character development.
This is what the “Muslim Ban” is helping to distract us from…
“What is unfolding inside Washington right now is, for all intents and purposes, a step-by-step coup e'tat against constitutional government. Steve Bannon has played, and will continue to play, the leading role in this usurpation – his positions effectively shield him from any government oversight or accountability. That Bannon has largely succeeded in shielding from public view his neo-Nazi associations and contempt for the American constitution should be cause for still greater alarm. What much we do know is gravely worrisome in itself.
This post concerns Donald Trump’s elevation of Bannon to leading roles within the National Security Council. To review: the National Security Council (NSC) comprises important high-level government officials including the President, Vice President, Secretary of State, the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, and Director of National Intelligence. Its main job is to use this broad expertise to advise the President on national security matters and assist in carrying out security directives.
Yesterday, the President removed the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff and the Director of National Intelligence from the NSC. He replaced them with Steve Bannon. Bannon has no government, intelligence, or high-level military experience; his experience is leading a propaganda outlet (Breitbart News) that peddles nationalist and white nationalist viewpoints.
This would be deeply concerning in and of itself. But one of the jobs of the NSC is to oversee a secret panel that authorizes the assassination of “enemies of the United States Government” – including American citizens. These targeted killings are fully authorized by law under the Congressional military authorization act following 9/11. There is no trial, no due process, and no public record of the decision or the assassination itself.
Just to recap the absurdity: the President of the United States has appointed a known propagandist, nationalist, and white supremacist to replace the highest military adviser in the country on a council that authorizes secret, legal, targeted killings of American citizens (and others) without due process.
What You Can Do:
- Call your Senators and Congressperson this week and demand that they publicly and legislatively oppose Trump’s appointment of Steven Bannon to the NSC.
- Spread the word about this news to your networks, since this is not getting a lot of coverage right now.”
Hello, cishet white people. I am a fellow cishet white person, and we gotta have a bit of a heart-to-heart.
Some of you have decided to do that wear-a-safety-pin-to-show-solidarity thing. Thank you for making that decision. I shake your hand and give you a friendly clap on the back. Seriously. When the choices are “show solidarity” or “meh”? You made the right choice. You have shown that your heart is in the right place. Yay!
But here is the thing. It’s not enough for your heart to be in the right place. In the coming weeks, months, and years, it’s going to take deliberate action, not just good intentions. When your friend breaks their leg, you help them, right? You call an ambulance, or you take them to the hospital, and you help pull them out of immediate danger so they don’t get even more hurt. And then, THEN, once they’re getting medical treatment, then you say, “Get well soon!” or decide to pray for their quick recovery.
If you watch your friend break their leg, and then stand there saying, “Oh no, this is terrible. Let me know if you need anything, okay?? I’m here for you!”… You see what I’m getting at? A good friend says, “Oh shit, oh fuck, you have health insurance, right? Does it cover ambulances or should we try to get you in my car??”
Our country has broken its leg.
Well, okay, let’s be honest – the country broke its leg a long time ago. Last week it also got hit by a high-speed orange train.
And now we come back to the safety pins. You’ve put them on your lapels to designate yourself a safe space. Good start. But, fellow cishet white people, I’m hearing that some of you who have safety pins are standing by and watching while other people get bullied and harrassed. What’s that about, friendo?
I kinda know what it’s about. Privilege blinds us to a lot of what other people go through, and now your eyes are starting to open and you want to help but… you saw something going down and you froze. You didn’t have a mental script for how to help. Your brain went “!!!!!!!!” on five different levels and threw up 404 errors and while you were standing there trying to reboot quick enough to make a decision about oh my god what do I do… the person being harassed looked over, saw your safety pin, saw you standing there doing nothing to help, and felt like you personally had betrayed them.
I think you’ll agree that that’s the exact opposite of what you meant to do.
Fellow cishet white people, I gotta be honest with you: You have to ask yourselves why you’re wearing the pin. Because it’s a responsibility, and some of you just aren’t ready to be shouldering that, just like how we don’t ask someone with zero first-aid training to be on the front lines of an emergency because they’re more likely to hurt than to help. Or they, y’know, freeze up.
But you want the safety pin, you want to help, you want to be part of the fight! Again, good! GOOD! Yes! Welcome! We want you to want that! But you’re gonna need some training first. So I have a few small suggestions for you:
FIRST: Put the safety pin on the inside of your jacket (or the inside of your purse, or in your wallet, or a photograph of it as your cellphone background), somewhere that you’ll see it and touch it often, but where it’s not visible to anyone else. It’s not a sign for anyone else now; you have nothing to be showing off about. It’s a sign for YOU. In the Renaissance, rich folk would carry around these things called prayer nuts: tiny wooden spheres that opened in two halves like a walnut. Inside would be carvings of Biblical scenes of particular significance to the owners, and they’d use them to remind themselves of the sins they were trying to vanquish and the virtues they aspired to. The pin is now your prayer nut. It’s a reminder to you that you have a duty of honor, a social obligation, to be part of the fight and to stand up for people who need help. It is a reminder that you have to try every day to be better. Whenever you see it or touch it, I want you to think, “Did I do enough? Can I be doing more?” It’s for YOU and your betterment, not a sign to anyone else. Not yet.
SECOND: You’re concerned, I bet. You feel a little weird about putting it on the inside of your jacket. You wanted something to show that you’re part of the movement. Maybe something to signal that you’re not a threat, that you’re not about to launch into horrible racist, misogynistic, Islamophobic rhetoric, and you thought the pin was a pretty good symbol of that. I’m stiiiiiill gonna ask you to keep the pin as a prayer nut for now. Instead, go out and get yourself some of those lapel buttons for causes you specifically support: the LGBT rainbow buttons, BLM buttons, anti-ICE buttons… Put those on your clothes. Your message of, “I’m on the good guys’ team” is still there, but you’re also not designating yourself as a Person Who Will Instantly Leap to Someone’s Defense.
THIRD: Seriously, sit down with pen and paper and come up with some things you as an individual can do to help when you see someone being harassed. Come up with scripts and scenarios and rehearse them in your head. I’m not kidding. Half the reason that bystanders are bystanders are because they can’t fucking decide what to do, if anything! So make a decision BEFOREHAND, in a calm, secure, sober environment, and practice it a bit so your brain will be able to cope. You know how trainee pilots do flight simulations of all kinds of different scenarios so they’ll be ready if any of them happen? Same thing. Educate yourself! Read articles, listen to people from marginalized and threatened communities, use what you learn to revisit and modify your mental scripts. Not all of us are social justice warriors. Some of us are social justice clerics, and that’s okay. If you’re not the type to get in someone’s face and scream at them, then there are other ways you can help. Figure out what they are. Some action is better than no action. And maybe after a while when you’ve gotten some practice, you’ll find yourself shouting someone down even though you never thought you would. I’m not requiring you to be a certified superhero by tomorrow. I’m just asking you to figure out your plan of attack so you can be a little more effective. This is going to be a growing experience for you. (Just don’t expect your marginalized friends to give you cookies and pats on the head for your growth. I’m sure they appreciate you and your friendship and solidarity, but again, they’ve got enough on their plates right now, so chill out.)
FOURTH: Execute your mental scripts when you see someone being harassed. Do this until you achieve some kind of minimum level of proficiency and you can count on yourself to be an ACTIVE helper, as in: a helper who TAKES ACTION.
FIFTH: Then and only then, move your safety pin to the outside of your jacket. To be able to say that you’re a safe space, you have to be able to defend people and keep them safe.
Go forth, fellow cishet white people. Educate thyselves, and don’t let other people down by claiming more proficiency and confidence than you currently possess. Do your flight simulations. Actively practice! And then USE THEM, cause we’re going to need all the help we can get.
And hey, thanks for reading this far. If you have any questions, feel free to send me an ask. The newly-founded @rebelrouser tumblr is also aiming to be a good resource for people who are wondering how best to help!
Headcanon that most of the Justice League has a totally different view of Batman’s habit of adopting/raising kids than he does. He’s like, “huh, another one who needs me,” and it’s that simple. He doesn’t know others see this differently until one day Flash or Green Lantern casually says something about Batman’s pretty successful rehabilitation program for children connected to the League of Assassins or criminal organizations. They just assume that if it’s Batman it has to be super intentional and methodical, right? Not that he keeps ending up with children who are essentially violent strays.