➵ summary: in which you accidentally summon an incubus in the middle of your shitty apartment and he won’t leave until you agree to have sex with him. until then, min yoongi, incubus extraordinaire, is now your sexually promiscuous and grumpy roommate. aka, the incubus au no one fucking asked for.
➵ warnings: lots of swearing, and some bondage and dom/sub!tones (uhh but not really? you’ll get it when you read it hhhh)
➵ genre: fluff, angst, humor, smut
➵ words: 5.8K
➵ a/n:since it’s my 18th bday, i decided to upload this because it has my very first smut scene hhhh ok but it’s not really a smut scene (you’ll understand when you read) and i wanted to celebrate by posting this today!! hope you enjoy~
Yoongi supposed, for all intents and purposes, that tonight could not have gone any better in his opinion.
He never took you for the type who would be into bondage and orgasm denial, but who was he to deny a lovely lady’s request? Even more so, a beautiful lady who was currently begging for his touch, or so at least that was what he assumed you were saying through the mouth gag he had placed on you.
“What was that, princess? You want me to touch you?” He smirked, his long fingers barely grazing the top of your soaked white panties. You only groaned through the gag; your hips jerked up reflexively, attempting to chase the touch of his fleeing fingers. Your eyes were teary from pent up arousal, having been denied your orgasm at least three times in the last two hours. But oh, did you love it.
Who would have thought that the fiery, sarcastic girl who summoned him two weeks ago could be such a fine submissive?
-so eddie, alternatively to richie’s reaction, never noticed when people were flirting with richie
-because richie (eventually) became the guy everyone kinda knows
-he’s the guy that everyone goes to for a laugh when they’re down or a real good insult to throw back at a bully
-and yeah eddie came out through puberty real well but holy shit
-i don’t care what anybody says, richie comes out of puberty tall and hot as fuck
-he wears band t-shirts and ripped jeans and leather and only wears his nerdy glasses when he’s too tired to put contacts in and his hair oh my god his hair gets so freaking curly i’m gonna commit
-so all the girls eventually start swooning and giving richie their phone numbers and he’s sorta uncomfortable by it because hello he’s in a committed relationship but at the same time it makes him feel kinda good that he’s being noticed
-stan points it out to eddie one day
-“you know julie’s been flirting with him all year right?”
-“what? no they’re just friends”
-“yeah….but she wants to fuck him….it’s public knowledge eddie”
-so he asks around and sure enough, julie whoever/the/fuck is trying to steal richie right out from under him
-and it’s not JUST julie it’s sara and maxine and olivia and beth and blah blah blah
-at first eddie’s mad because how could richie willingly let girls flirt with him
-and then that anger turns into worry because richie is a raging bisexual so not only is he self-conscious when guys flirt with richie but girls too
-and eventually he just gets sad because he already doesn’t think he’s good enough for richie and knowing that this girl is so close to taking away the love of his life just breaks his heart
-so he starts avoiding richie but the trashmouth won’t let that happen because he’s been abandoned by too many people in his life and he’ll be damned if eddie becomes another
-“what did i do, eds? why are you so mad at me?”
-“i’m not mad at you, rich. it’s not your fault”
-“no. we’re not fucking doing this. you’re not just gonna ignore me even though i did nothing wrong. we’re gonna talk about it rationally or we’re gonna end up fighting. one way or another, you’re not leaving.”
-so they talk a little, and fight a little…..
-“so you think just because some random chick wants to profess her love for me means that i immediately feel the same way?”
-“i don’t know, do you?”
-“i barely know her, eddie!”
-and eventually eddie’s nerves are soothed because richie tells him the same stuff he’s told him a million times before
-that he loves him, and just him, and that nothing could ever come between that or get in the way
-but that doesn’t mean eddie isn’t still a little jealous shit and won’t be all over his precious trashmouth whenever he sees someone flirting with him
-after this whole thing it’s like he’s got tunnel vision
-he can sense a desperate girl from a mile away
-so immediately he struts over with his tight pants and starts hanging all over richie
-and he flirts and teases but not so much that richie would be mad that he can’t finish what he started
-mostly just like neck kisses and a tiny itty bitty absolutely minute bit of hair pulling (a LITTLE bit)
You could have done a really loud plus a really whiney sound if you were in your wolf form right now and from the little tremor that went through you it was a pretty strong indication you were itching to just do that. “Why am I always stuck with babysitting duties?” You recalled the previous instances where you had the same job. “Bella first and then Leah and now this random chick I barely even know”
“Seth, Leah was babysitting your ass and not the other way around”
“That’s what she likes to think but we both know I’m the more mature and experienced one”
Jacob groaned, you could practically hear his prayers asking for patience.
“Besides, there are no evil vampires here anymore. Why would you need anyone to keep an eye on her?”
“Emily has strictly warned me she is like Bella, a magnet for trouble but triple her range” He gave you a second to digest that information. You both shivered at the same time realising how potentially dangerous that could get. “Sam thinks you are the best one for this job. You are a powerful protector and have the best temperamental to deal with anything without going furry-” Blah blah blah, Jacob droned on enlisting all his qualities.
You had to roll your eyes at that. Jacob did this thing, funnily he thinks you are dense not to get it but you do, every time. He sprouts this instead of putting his I’m-your-alpha-do-as-I-say voice. And sadly you have to shut up every time and do the task because he is fucking right. You are the best.
“Fine! I will do it. When is she coming?” Jacob’s face was blank but you could practically touch the smugness wafting off him.
“She will be here by lunch time, just hang out with her till the evening and bring her to the bonfire. Simple” Huh, it did sound simple, maybe it’s not going to be that bad.
READER? Y/N? SETH’S IMPRINT? (I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO CALL IT) POV
The cold bite of the wind felt damn good on your heated face as you sped down the road to the Clearwater’s residence on Jacob’s stolen borrowed bike. Don’t think about the fact that you almost ruined Emily’s wedding dress or that you almost burned down her kitchen trying to help her out. Just feel the wind. You still have a best friend, she only needed a few hours break from you. It was perfectly reasonable. Nobody could handle you for a long time, Emily sure tries her best but you know the truth.
You slowed down a little spotting the curve that would lead you to the Clearwater house but you misjudged the slickness of the road in relation to the speed you were going. The bike wobbled as you tried to maintain the balance, in the next second it had collapsed, skidded and crashed into a tree taking you along for this fine experience.
You opened your eyes after all the momentum had stopped, your heart was still beating like crazy. Don’t want to die from a heart attack now, slow down heart. You take an inventory of the things that were hurt. Head? Safe because of the helmet. Arms? Alright. Legs? Also alright. Ankles? OW! Okay the left one is hurting like a motherfuc-
“What the fuck?” You can’t be faulted for your next action, seriously the guy came out of nowhere not even a slight noise to prepare you and you were high on adrenaline. Your hand shot out to the area where you heard the voice coming from and it was just your luck when your fist connected with his precious goods.
“What have I done..”
“…to deserve this”
Poor guy. He couldn’t even speak properly. Upon actually looking his way, you realised it wasn’t a random mugger or druggie like you ran across back in the city but Seth Clearwater. A very grown up Seth from the last time you remember seeing him. Your eyes met his pain-filled ones and his reaction was frankly weird. Was that a smile? Does he get happy from being dick punched?
“I am so sorry Seth. I just and you just and my hand just..” You were blabbering but hell if this didn’t top your list of embarrassing mistakes. You shook your head shamefully and felt the helmet drooping down obscuring your vision. “I didn’t hear you I swear it was just a reflex action” You removed the helmet having no doubt your hair was a glorious mess. Next you tried to shift a little testing if you could try standing up. A swift intake of breath from the pain had you flinching.
“Y/N stop apologising I get it, don’t move!” Seth’s voice was panicky, his eyes roaming over your body seeing where all you were hurt.
“It’s just my left ankle, Seth. Maybe you can just lift this bike and I can crawl..” Strong pair of hands were around your torso in a quick motion pushing the bike away and hugging you to a very warm chest before lifting you up. He was careful but damn if that ankle wasn’t a bitch. He was the one flinching this time like he could feel your pain.
“I can’t believe Jacob let you ride that death trap! This could have ended up so much worse” He held you closer as if he couldn’t bear to think about it. A brush of his lips against your forehead had you looking up at him but he was looking straight ahead. Did you imagine that? “He kinda like completely has no idea that I took his bike” You squeaked out remembering how you sneakily took his bike when he was at Emily’s place. In the chaos surrounding the wedding you were able to get away with that.
“Well that explains it. He is going to be pissed about it though” Seth was so careful not to jostle you much as he was moving towards the house, every time he would look at you it was with an intensity like nothing you have experienced before.
“That death trap is in a better condition than me so he can’t really be mad” You look back at the bike lying near the tree with only few noticeable scratches. As if the Gods in heaven were waiting for this moment, a branch overhead the death trap snapped and fell on the bike breaking the front light and the side mirror. “Okay, we need to do this carefully now. New IDs and lots of cash. Fake our deaths and get outta this town.”
Seth was laughing now clearly our impending deaths by Jacob wasn’t as troubling to him as it was to you.
“This is definitely not bad at all. I love babysitting” What was he even talking about? Oh my. The dick punch has made him ludicrous. Now even Leah is going to kill you. This just keeps getting better. (Part 2)
I tried translating this the other day for Tandem, but I thought some of you guys would want this too!
YEAH SO I’m!! Not at all fluent in Japanese, I’m self-taught so like. Some of these might be wrong/inaccurate and a fewwww stuff I p much skipped AND also I got pretty lazy towards the end lmao, please forgive me
ANYWAY!! I’ll be putting this under a cut for length! Sorry @ mobile users if the read more doesn’t work hfjsf
And yes, so were the Marauders as teenagers. But he was much worse.
Now, as to the reasons why.
Yes, the Marauders and Snape were in a constant feud. No, it wasn’t just the Marauders bullying Snape- it was said that Snape always fought back and initiated things too.
So that invalidates the whole ‘he was bullied all the time blah blah blah he was a victim all the time’ argument.
Now. About the whole him almost dying thing- May I remind you, James saved him. I’ve never really forgiven Sirius for almost making Remus kill somebody, but we don’t know his motives.
Also, about James ‘stealing Lily’. Lily isn’t an item to be stolen at all- And Snape brought it upon himself. He called her by a racial slur in front of everyone, after joining a group of blood supremacists and the wizarding kkk.
He pushed Lily away on his own by being a terrible person. She was right to go- and James didn’t steal her. She chose, when he became a better person, to be with him.
In addition, Snape joined the death eaters in the first place…Even with good influences surrounding him. No one can tell me he didn’t ever have a chance and that he couldn’t help but become a death eater…No. He had Lily. He had the massive numbers of Slytherins who weren’t death eaters- because guess what? Not ever Slytherin is evil, just like not ever Gryffindor is good, not every Hufflepuff is good, and not every Ravenclaw is good.
The assumption that Slytherins are all bad will be addressed in a separate post or I might blow up from anger.
There are great Slytherins. Great ones. And Snape could’ve been friends with any of them, if he weren’t a slimy git.
He had Dumbledore (who isn’t a good person but can put up a front well enough to help Snakey) and all the professors, plus anyone at all.
He had support.
Yes, we know his childhood wasn’t the best but- a victim of abuse won’t necessarily abuse people also. In fact, Harry was one of those people. Snape didn’t have a moral compass, apparently.
Being a victim of abuse doesn’t excuse you abusing people.
Snape never matured. He never became a better person. He did a few good things, because of his disgusting and unhealthy obsession with Lily.
If not for Lily, Snape never would’ve been a double agent for the light side- He tried to stop Voldemort from killing her. Not her one year old baby, not her young husband, nothing but her.
Because he wanted her. He wanted James and Harry to be dead so she’d come back to him.
He stole a letter with her signature and ‘lots of love’ in her handwriting- a letter written to Sirius. A letter she wrote before she DIED. He stole it because he wanted to pretend even after he did such terrible things, she could love him.
He stepped over James’ lifeless body, walked right past a screaming, wailing, bleeding baby, and hugged a dead woman who hated him.
Snape never would’ve gone to the light if not for his gross obsession with Lily- one he didn’t give up, ever. ‘Always’- He was always a disgustingly obsessed terrible role model.
Now, onto the school days.
Snape abused children.
Yes, he did.
It’s said he only abused Harry because he reminded him of James. But that doesn’t make it okay.
Now, what’s his excuse for showing favoritism to all the Slytherins in class (and then being super tough on them [especially Draco] out of class and making them really regret any tiny mistake they made), abusing Neville, Hermione, Ron, and every student?
There’s no excuse.
He was a sick, twisted bastard.
Yes. He did a good thing by being on the light. He probably assisted the death of Voldemort a lot.
But one good deed doesn’t make you a good person.
One good moment at the end of 7, 400+ page books doesn’t make the other 2800+ pages of abuse and neglect OKAY.
Nothing excuses abuse.
Nothing excuses Snape for what he did.
Making a 15 year old girl change her appearance forever because he made fun of her so harshly and terribly.
Making a 13 year old boy have him be his hugest fear- even when he’s been dangled off a balcony by his uncle, has been consistently berated for years by his grandmother, had his parents tortured to the point of death and into insanity by Bellatrix.
Michael: Okay kiddies, buckle up. It’s story time!
It all started way waaay back when Jeremy found the first key to the hunt. He just so happened to run into Christine there, who was also after the key. Jeremy had been following her blog about the hunt for several years, and he had a pretty big crush on her.
Jeremy: Her avatar is cute! Come on…
Michael: Yeah, she’s a cutie alright! Anyway, the two of them started chatting and they hit it off pretty well. After the High Five formed—that was me, Jeremy, Christine, Rich, and Jake, the people in the top five slots of the scoreboard—the two of them started hanging out more and more. And Jeremy kinda sorta started ditching me for Christine.
Jeremy: …I was a huge dick back then.
Michael: Yeah, no kidding. He’d blow me off all the time just to be with her instead. I warned him several times that he shouldn’t get so serious—his obsession with her would eventually backfire and then what would he do? But he didn’t listen to me, and we got into a really big f-fight—
Jeremy: Easy, M. It’s okay.
Michael: *sighs* Yeah, I know. Um…where was I? Oh, right. I’d been in love with Jeremy since the beginning, ever since I met him. After our fight we, we didn’t speak for several months. I was really fucking pissed at him, and he thought he was right, and I wasn’t going to apologize, so…
Jeremy: We were both really bitter.
Michael: Yeah. And Christine dumped your ass even though you were never dating, haha.
Jeremy: Yeah, yeah, I get it! You were right all along, blah blah blah.
Michael: Heheh! And then, uh—I sent Jeremy an email telling him where to find the next key, as payback since he helped me find the first one.
Jeremy: And I was so relieved to hear from you again. You have no idea!
Michael: I got that when you sent a reply apologizing for being such an ass, haha.
Jeremy: During those couple months apart I realized just how much I missed Michael and being with him. Christine was avoiding talking to me at the time as well so I was pretty much on my own, no friends to talk to…it was really lonely. But I had a lot of time to think about my relationship with Michael, and soon enough that longing to be with him again sort of…evolved into something bigger than I ever expected. I realized then that I’d actually loved Michael all along and never understood it until that moment. But I was—I was really afraid to tell him because I thought I’d ruined our friendship, and I didn’t want to ruin it again, you know?
Jeremy: And then…we met up after I apologized and everything was fine. We were back to our usual antics and god, I was so, so happy to see that.
Michael: It was so good to see you after all that time, I just—I couldn’t stay mad anymore.
Jeremy: Yeah. And then, um, everyone else left after we planned our final attack and how we were gonna get to the final gate. Then it was just the two of us.
Michael: Jeremy told me what he’d been feeling during those months apart but he was very vague about who he was referring to. I thought he was talking about Christine at first but he told me he didn’t like her that way anymore, and—
Jeremy: You thought that I was talking about somebody else entirely! You were so dense, oh my god.
Michael: *laughs* Oh, shut up!
Jeremy: I sort of freaked out and accidentally spilled my feelings for Michael. I started having a panic attack because I thought I’d ruined everything, and right when we’d come back to being friends and all.
Michael: But then I told him that I felt the same way! And so we decided to get together.
Jeremy: At that point we hadn’t met in real life but we already knew each other so intimately that we didn’t care what we looked like outside of the OASIS.
Michael: I mean. I care.
Jeremy: Well duh—I meant we’d accept what we looked like in real life no matter what.
Michael: And hot damn, I got lucky with you. You’re much cuter in real life than in the OASIS.
Michael: Haha! When I saw Jeremy for the first time in real life, I couldn’t believe my eyes!
Jeremy: Me neither. We were both stuttering messes when we met in person.
Michael: You were just so adorable I didn’t know what to do with myself…
Jeremy: Oh my god shut up!!
Michael: But you are! I love you~
Michael: So, yeah! That ends our tale. That is how we discovered our feelings for each other. Once the final battle was over and Jeremy won the competition, we moved in together and started dating for real. Ta-dah!
It’s becoming really hard to watch a tv show that throws to my face all the time how difficult it is for other people to have to live with an autistic person, to have to raise an autistic kid, how they’re worrying about us and blah blah blah.
The more I watch Atypical, the less I like it. It’s not only ableist, it’s also sexist and even racist. I’ll tell more about it once I watched all the episodes. I just finished the third episode, right now.
It’s quite telling that like 95 % of good reviews are written by Neurotypical people. And the reviews I read from autistic people are all bad. Sigh…
Hello everyone. I hope you’re having a good day. This will probably be one of the more controversial posts I’ll be making on this blog, but I do feel that all of this needs to be said, so I’m saying it.
Please note that much of the problems I see in the community with regards to this subject aren’t common on Tumblr, thankfully, but are likely to be encountered offline and in other circles.
Nevertheless, they’re real problems and they need addressing. People need to seriously reevaluate some of the toxic attitudes that exist out there. I also hope people will pardon me (agnostic as I am,) for getting involved in what’s essentially a religious discussion. Here goes…
So, Christians practicing witchcraft. Some do. Not most, but some. I know a few here on Tumblr, and I will sometimes reblog bits of magical information from them.
Obviously, we practice radically different forms of witchcraft, with a different emphasis, but we can still learn from each other. I also do try to learn what I can about the beliefs of Christian witches, just because I feel it’s important to know about different paths and traditions.
Nevertheless, I know many people out there in the pagan and magical community don’t see it that way. I see the following go down at least once a month in various forms:
Fluffbunny: Christianity is evil and they all want to burn us at the stake! Christian Witch: Well, I’m a Christian and I practice witchcraft. I’d never burn anyone at the stake. Fluffbunny: No, you’re not allowed to practice witchcraft! The Bible is against it! You’re lying to yourself! You don’t understand your religion and it’s a sham anyways, blah blah blah burning times, blah blah Leviticus. Christian Witch: I may not be orthodox, but I understand my own beliefs… Fluffbunny: No, stop it right now! No witchcraft for you! Put down those candles and crystals! You’re ruining everything! Hypocrite!
The story is the same. Christian witches apparently have to put up with this constantly, it seems.
The arguments of the larger community seem to revolve around the idea that pagans (or whoever else) know more about Christianity and the Bible than the Christian who practices said faith.
The fluffbunnies seem pretty desperate at times to prove that Christians must automatically hate witches, and when they meet a Christian (witch or otherwis) who doesn’t fit this mold, it’s like it fries their brain.
Expect them to suddenly turn into religious scholarship experts (despite not knowing Hebrew enough to read original texts, and knowing very little history or about different sects of Christianity).
Their argument boils down to this: Christians must automatically hate witches, or else they’re hypocritical, because the fluffbunny (who isn’t Christian) is suddenly an expert on who can and can’t call themselves Christian (or a witch, for that matter).
This argument (if you can dignify it with such a term) usually gets buffeted by the notion that Christianity is a lie anyways, or some kind of elaborate conspiracy to “control people.” Unlike… of course, paganism, or whatever religion the bunny happens to practice at that moment.
Expect arguments about how the world was matriarchal before Christ (a proven fallacy) or claims that ancient pagan religions can do no wrong (rather than being the elaborate and diverse, often state-sponsored, traditions that they were in reality).
You can hopefully see why this is all ridiculous. It reeks of a desire to portray oneself as persecuted when, in reality, nothing like that appears in any of these exchanges. Christian witches don’t persecute other witches. Get real. They’re not out to burn us at the stake; they practice witchcraft themselves.
Why do people find them so threatening in the magical community? Why do they insist all Christians have one unified belief, when in reality there’s thousands of different Christian sects, Biblical interpretations, and approaches to that faith.
The argument that Christianity is a sham or elaborate power-scheme falls flat when you consider that most, if not all religions have been used for those purposes throughout history. It’s not as if Roman pagans were all peaceful nature-lovers simply because they can be called “pagan;” just like with Christianity, there were a million different sects, some brutal, some peaceful.
The idea that Christianity is a lie also doesn’t work, because nobody freakin’ knows if it is or not.Nobody can conclusively prove that Jesus wasn’t the son of whatever god, or an ascended master, or whatever you believe about Jesus to be true.
Beyond an individual’s own beliefs and understanding, very little in religion can be proven or disproven, so it’s all generally unverifiable personal gnosis anyways. Even an atheist witch like me, who worships no god, cannot prove very many things about my Craft.
A lot of the problem with these arguments is that they’re very much against freedom of thought. A Christian, like it or not, is still a human being with free will, capable of making their own decisions.
If they decide that witchcraft is compatible with their personal beliefs, as is a belief in Christ or other reason to call themselves Christian, who are you to deny them that? Why do you get to decide what they believe?
It’s especially annoying when the fluffbunnies argue Christians are required to hate witches (and therefore Christian witches are hypocrites), and then call them “sheeple” in the same breath. Those folks need to make up their minds: do they want people to make their own spiritual decisions, or not?
A lot of the arguments about Christian witches being a menace to the rest of us originate from bad history, and I mean the literal bottom of the barrel in terms of historical scholarship. A lot of people these days have this idea that witches have always been pagans, or that all pagans are witches, or other peculiar notions. That’s simply not true.
Prior to the publication of The Witch Cult in Western Europe in the 1930s by Margaret Murray, there was very little association between paganism and magick (nor witchcraft).
In fact, practitioners of what we now call witchcraft prior to this would’ve come from a variety of different religious background. Some were pagan, yes, but some were Christian, or Muslim, Jewish… any number of religious traditions. The truth is, all cultures throughout history have some tradition of magick.
Most would not have called their practices “witchcraft.” This is both because they would’ve spoken languages other than English, but also because prior to the 1930s-1950s, the word “witch” had an almost wholly malevolent connotation, and most magical practitioners would have called themselves other things, such as cunning-folk or even fairy doctors.
Even in predominately pagan societies such as classical Greece, magick had a rather awkward relationship with mainstream society and was mostly practiced in the context of the dominant religion. There were even punishments in certain pagan societies, and laws against witchcraft. In Rome, the punishment was immolation, just as in later Christian societies.
What I’m trying to get across with these historical anecdotes: things are much more complicated than a simple narrative of “evil Christians” versus “freethinking pagans/witches/whatever.” I think if most people in the community would ditch this bad history, we could move forward a little easier.
I’m agnostic, and I realize that might void my right to get involved in certain discussions about religion. I try, though, to stand for common sense, and the way many Christian witches get treated stands in stark contrast.
I really yearn for a time when people begin to wake up and realize that magick is one of the birthrights of humanity (for whatever reason) and exists in all cultures and religions, as well it should. If you’re a Christian witch and you’re reading this, know that I myself don’t stand for this sort of bullying, and I support you being yourself in all that means.
All There Is (Billy Hargrove x Reader) (slow burn)
Oh so I saw your request for prompts or something in the billy tag so I hope they’re still open? Or feel free to ignore this. It doesn’t matter what fandom, I just hope it’s inspiring! - Smoke spilled past his lips as he brought the cigarette away. It dissipated into the night, and he turned with a final wave. “That’s all there is.” // heck yes let’s do it!! i’m making this a short series and it’s a slow burn so this is kinda setting it up but i hope you like the first part!! //
You were always one of the first people in class. You made sure of it, especially on the first day. With no seating charts, you wanted to be sure to get a good seat, somewhat close to the front of the room, but ideally also near a window. You were a good student, but sometimes you couldn’t help but daydream.
First day of junior year. Physiology. Your counselor had warned you it would be a difficult class, and you’d laughed. You wanted to be a doctor. There was nothing this class could throw at you that you weren’t expecting. Like always, you were the first one in class. You took a seat next to the window, fourth row from the front.
“Good morning, (Y/N),” Mrs. Anderson smiled at you from behind her desk.
“Good morning,” you returned the grin.
The two of you chatted until the classroom was full, other students joining in on the conversation as they came in and claimed their seats. Just before the final bell rang to say class was starting, the only empty seat was next to you. Familiar faces filled the room, all smiling, some laughing, asking how summer’s had been and if anyone else was nervous about the class. As the bell rang, someone else entered the class. Someone new. Mrs. Anderson smiled at him and he nodded, looking around the room before seeing the last empty seat and walking across the room to take it.
So I dunno if this counts as a public school story since I go to a charter but whatever.
About 3 weeks ago my English was stolen from, it was only a dollar but still she was as pissed off as only teachers can be. Gave us all a rant and we moved on with the class blah blah. Fast forward to 4 days ago when this kid announces he’s had 15 bucks stolen from him just before class started. The teacher was still reeling from the last time and she calls up the Dean. (BIG dude, hella intimifating, always a bad time to see him) He’s taking forever to come up so we stand for the next 15-20 minutes. Dude finally gets there and gives the ‘ol “just confess you scum” rap. No one does because we’re all pretty sure this dumbass just lost it right? So here comes the fun part: the search. We empty all our stuff out plus no one has pockets because we’re in PE uniforms. We’re in the clear right? WRONG. He pops us with this: “Since none of you seem to have it in your stuff we’ll just have to strip search everyone” and ohhh hell no every girl in class immediately flips the fuck out because there is no way they can do this right? Eventually we end up in groups of 7 going to the bathroom to be stripped and patted down for money most of us didn’t know existed and surprise surprise he still doesn’t have it to this day. Such bullshit.
TlDr; My English class was postponed so we could be strip searched over 15$.
this hurt to write. but i brought it upon myself, so with that, if u r reading this i hope you are having a good day/night
//ps I barely got back on the laptop but I got some more coming 4 u guys hold tight//
You were married, you were his soul mate, his companion for the rest of your lives. You were bonded by soul, but why was it different? Taehyung felt that the spark left, it had left the moment he saw the sparkling dream in a little velvet box. He had been so excited to getting married, to find someone he would love till the end of times, to have a big family in a beautiful house with his beautiful spouse. But why wasn’t it paradise? He would question so many things, when did it go wrong? Were we right for each other? All your actions would give him the answers he needed, and he realized that he rushed it too, he didn’t give both of you any time to enjoy your youth, his dream became his prison. It would confuse him so much when he saw you falling out of love. Love was supposed to be eternal so why was it like this now? Okay, I see him as the type of person to be straight up in relationships, he would sit you down one day and just ask you “Are you happy?” He would let you go, because he knows that you weren’t happy anymore and for the memories and time when you did love each other, he wants you to feel that again. It would confuse him but he would be grateful for everything you gave him.
He would get too confident with his constant cheating. He would become more reckless and less cautious. You would see all the texts, the frequent and quick trips to the bathroom when you were together, it’s even happened before where you walked in. But you never left him. The trust you had for him collapsed and like water to iron, your feelings for him began to rust away. He’d see how you’d feel uncomfortable when he hugged you or how awkward you were when he tried to kiss you. That sort of left him lonely, so there was even more cheating, and so became a constant circle. Jimin felt lonely with you not feeling the same anymore, and basically it came to a point where you had walked into the room with Jimin and the other person. You acted like you just walked in on your friend, not boyfriend. You quickly walked out and Jimin ran after you. When he caught you he was surprised to see you weren’t crying or sad, just sorta embarrassed. He was confused too, he didn’t see it coming, it was unexpected for him to see you like that. It would hit him like a rock when he realized you didn’t love him anymore, that all those feelings were gone over time and he didn’t notice.
you didn’t mean much more to him than just a friend. He know what you had felt, due to your one confession, but he still ignored them. He had rejected so many times before that he would act cruel to you naturally, making out with someone else when he thought he had your hopes up high, ignoring you at times, not wanting to be a jackass but he just wanted to be your friend. That was it. He would notice right away when you were finally moving on, you wouldn’t behind him so much often anymore, he saw the way you’d like at the new guy. The way you’d laugh together, he wasn’t blind to that. He had become accustomed to asking you for something and you being there but he noticed that when he asked to hang out you’d be busy, that would hurt him, even though you were his friend he was used to have you around all the time, quite literally, ALL the time. Later he’d start to stick to you like you did with him. He would sit next to you whenever he saw you, seperating you and the other guy. He would ask for your plans and try squeeze himself in there when he could. He would basically try to get your attention back on him. Let’s say you finally got over your little Jungkook crush, it wouldn’t take him long to confess, that he loved you, he missed you, blah blah all that rat’s ass. Once you reject him he would feel kind of stupid (?) , like you were right there and it took him so long to see it. And he just felt pain because of that, probably a little angry too.
Svt reacting to being interviewed by their idol! girlfriend's group
Anon requested: “SVT reacting to idol!girlfriend’s girl group coming and basically interviewing him about what he intends to do with her blah blah (basically being stereotypical over protective “parents”)“
When your members approached him, he got pretty flustered at first. Suddenly being bombarded with questions from your group mates about if he’s treating you right and how they won’t hesitate to hunt him down if he hurts you. Seungcheol being a leader tho, he’ll answers their question reassuringly and about how he’ll treat you right.
“Ah don’t worry too much about her, I’ll make sure I’ll treat her right with all the love~”
Everyone knows how much of a flirt this boy can be at times. Which worries your members a bit because nobody can guess if it’s intentional or not. After Seventeen’s showcase, while they were resting backstage your group members approached him and started questioning him about you. You were flustered but Jeonghan handled it well. Saying how he only has eyes for you and only you.
“Of course I treat her well~ She’s my jagi after all, you guys don’t have to worry about us”
Seventeen’s Gentleman™ Your members already knew how well he treats you and how he’s such an amazing boyfriend overall. They just wanted to see how he would respond to such questions. Joshua blushes up at their questions asking about how good of a boyfriend he is but he just smiles and replies that he’s doing his best to take care of you.
“I’m taking care of her to the best of my capabilities. I’ll make sure to secure her heart and keep it forever~~”
China’s actual prince. This boy would spoil you and take you on glamorous dates imo. He’ll treat you extremely well and always check up on you. You didn’t really express to your members how much Jun makes you happy plus the fact you don’t talk about him often. It makes your members worry a bit if your relationship has gotten rocky. They would hesitate to approach him and throw so many questions at him. Which he replies to calm and collected
“I’m treating her well, don’t worry! Where do you think she got that gift she really wanted? hehe. She’s my princess and I’ll make sure to love her lots”
Soonyoung- This boy is such a squish but can be pretty stern when he’s practicing. A few days ago, your members caught both of you in the practice room. You were completely used to Soonyoung’s strict teaching during dance but your members misunderstood the situation and thought he was mad at you. After your group finished performing at the showcase, your members rushed towards him and started asking him why he seemed so rude to you the other day. Soonyoung just smiled and explained to them that he was just trying to help you improve and he wasn’t acting like that to belittle you at all. He was just trying to help you~
“Ah, I think there’s a misunderstanding! I was trying to help her improve! I’m sorry if I seemed mean, I’ll definitely try to take care of her more, don’t worry~”
He’s such a tsundere. And your members take it the wrong way sometimes. You’re used to Wonwoo not being the type to show you affection physically because you respect his decision. Your members might misunderstand sometimes when they see you acting all cutesy to him while he gives you little to no reactions. Backstage before the show starts, your members went up to him and started questioning if he really liked you. He was caught off guard for a bit but he answered their question calmly to reassure them
“I really do love her, I’m just not the best at expressing myself. It’s nice that you guys are concerned for her but I assure you I’m doing my best to take care of her.”
I think he’s gonna be quite similar to Wonwoo, seeing as this is his first relationship. He would be quite awkward at first, unsure on how to fully convey his emotions to you. I don’t think he’ll be keen on skinship as well. Because of the lack of physical affection, your members think that something’s going on. They’ll approach him for sure and start asking question about your relationship with him. He would be kinda nervous but eventually soothes your members hearts reassuring them that he’ll be a good boyfriend.
“I know I’m a newbie at relationships but I definitely know how to take care of her heart. I would never ever do anything that might result in me losing her. I cherish her too much.”
He’s literally an ethereal sunshine. Have you seen his smile? Your group members already know how great he treats you but they wanted to test him anyway lmao. They went up to him an acted and asked him why have you been acting differently lately. And boy did he get a shock lmao, but the decided to end it short and reassured him about how great of a boyfriend he is~
“You guys really got me there~ I’ll always make sure to guard her heart and not let anyone hurt her okay? Trust me~~”
a literal 6 year old trapped inside a 21 year old’s body. This boy is just so adorable but so capable. Even though he’s extremely clumsy, he enjoys taking care of you so much. Especially when you’re on break, this boy would do everything for you because he loves you and wants you to rest. You’re members went up to him to ask about his intentions about you. Flustered and taken back at first, he would answer them while simultaneously stealing their hearts as well.
“Don’t worry about her you guys! I am Seventeen’s handyman, Kim Mingyu after all~ I’ll make sure to keep her safe!”
Minghao- he would be soft, fluffy Xu Minghao around you. Like Thughao who??? He tends to make snarky, sarcastic comments to you and you know he’s joking so you don’t take it to heart at all. Even though, your members still wanted to interview him because your their precious baby lmao. Minghao would think of it as a joke at first and reply sarcastically, until he notices the stares he’s getting from your group mates. He’ll laugh it off and respond properly know making sure he’s making his point clear towards your members.
“My sarcasm is too good sometimes to the point people think it’s real. I’ll take reallyy good care of her okay? You don’t have to worry when she’s in my arms.“
Seungkwan- Variety King™ Your members would absolutely adore Boo Seungkwan. His funny wits and how he isn’t afraid to embarrass himself to set the mood. All his crazy antics and questionable randomness. Your members just wanted to make sure he’s treating you good so they decided to go up to him and bombard him with questions. He would be slightly offended that they think he’s not treating good enough but would answer with a full heart anyway~
"Of course I’m gonna treat her right! You’ve got to be kidding me, if you think I’m just gonna play with her heart. I would never treat her like that, believe me"
Vernon- Have you seen the way he treats his younger sister? He’s such a sweetheart I cannot. He’ll probably be a slightly clingy boyfriend but that’s just because of how much he loves you. He would treat you with so much respect and care tbh. After their performance, you and your group decided to congratulate them. Followed by your group asking Vernon about how good of a boyfriend he is. Vernon wouldn’t be offended because he would understand their protectiveness.
"I understand your protectiveness but don’t fret okay? I’ll make sure to treat her like the queen she is and to never hurt her"
Chan- Our beloved maknae~ Lets be real, he’ll probs be teased by his hyung very often because of you. Because he’s relatively young, I think your relationship would be very cutesy basically puppy love. Your members know that Chan is still trying to get a hold on this relationship thing. So they’ll most probably question him about your relationship sometimes. Chan gets a teeny bit offended because he think your members are underestimating him but he knows they mean well.
"Just because I’m not as experienced doesn’t mean I’ll treat her bad. I promise to you that I’ll treat her super well okay? She’s someone that I hold really close in my heart~”
I don’t know if any of your readers, especially new readers remember me? But I’m the girl from the party story time and also the movie story time, well the movie date being the last one I told you all about. I was catching up on my favorite blog, this blog and I was looking through the story time tag all this week, and I was happy to see someone asked about me (thank you sweety) and I would love to give you an update on everything, I can’t believe it’s almost been a year! since I told you all about my personal love life, you all are like sisters, so I don’t mind having girl talk and giving you all the hot tea (I use our fake names so it’s ok).
If you remember I called him ‘Sota’ well unfortunately he and I are no longer together, we dated for a good while, the BEST relationship I’ve ever had, but don’t be sad ladies because honestly that was the best months of my life AND, AND, We are still friends. We still talk here and there, not as much as before, but we still vent about things and talk time to time. I do miss talking to him every day, But guess whose not going to cry? Me, ok I did, but what ever.
This is when the tea gets hot! I know my life is always full of tea, but girls let me catch you all up on what happened AFTER we broke up. Ok the reason why we broke up is because
you and sam went to different high schools and never knew each other but still followed on another on social media. one week out of your summer you go to a drama retreat that is boys and girls. when he sees u he's shook but he's also like "ive gotta girl" but youre paired off in groups and youre in it together and he gets to know you blah blah him and his girl split and you talk him through it and soon youre dating bc NNJMSIm d-becca
okay so i can see this happening big time
for this one i had to kind of demonize the ex, so sorry in advance :-/ but this shit happens more often than you think.
So I just saw this video on a popular Latinx facebook page talking about pride in the sense of being prideful ad not speaking to family for a long time. The message f the video is basically that it’s that time of year to put pride aside and reach out to family because life’s too short to hold grudges and blah blah blah.
Now, while most of the comments acknowledged that sometimes cutting off family is necessary, I wanted to also address this.
If your family is abusive, manipulative, racist, homophobic, transphobic, classist, or just all around toxic to you and your well-being, you are well within your rights to cut them the fuck off.
I get that Latinxs are known for our very close knit familial bonds and cutting off your blood is seen as sacrilegious. It’s something people take a lot of pride in. But sometimes we don’t wind up with good families. That’s just how shit is. Don’t let cultural pressure make you feel like you are obligated to put up with people that make you feel badly, no matter what holiday it is. Don’t let some video guilt you into forcing a relationship that doesn’t serve you.
Stunned, Rose can’t summon the words to argue with him—Please don’t take me home, at least let me say goodbye to my friends first, please just talk to me, please—they all just drift around uselessly, unable to climb their way out of her throat.
Silently, she follows after him.
The first thing Rose hears upon setting foot in the TARDIS
is the sound of her own name, nearly lost amidst the full solid weight of
Mickey barreling into her like a freight train.
“Oh my god, I can’t believe it, I thought you’d never make
it back!” Mickey half-laughs, half-shouts into her ear. His arms wind snugly
around her, a pair of friendly boa constrictors squeezing her in
happiness. Rose hugs him back just as tightly, barely managing to blink back
tears; she didn’t expect to cry right now, but god, it just feels so
comfortable and warm, and it’s been so long since anyone hugged her.
“The Doctor said all the links were severed when you when
through the mirror,” Mickey continues. “He said it was impossible, he said—”
Suddenly Mickey steps back, his nose scrunched in confusion.
“Hang on,” he says, holding Rose at arms’ length while he looks her up and
down, eyes traveling over her coiffed hair, her heavy silken gown. “Wow. You
“Wow,” Rose teases. “You don’t.”
“Well, it’s only been a few hours for me—what about you?”
“About six months.”
Mickey’s face darkens, his eyes flickering over to the
Doctor. “Six months?”
“Yep, looks like my calculations were a bit off,” the Doctor
says, his voice tight as he breezes past them up the ramp. He rounds the
console, tossing a switch here, a lever there. “Well, to be fair, it’s less to
do with my calculations, more to do with an unstable time window—difficult to
predict, those, especially when they’re in such a sad state of disrepair. But
luckily for us,” he says, and his gaze very carefully avoids Rose at that last
word, “there was a loose connection.”
The TARDIS shudders around them as it dematerializes, and
Rose closes her eyes at the sound of the time rotor grinding, the
still-familiar vworp-vworp noise and
the soft and gentle buzz-hum underneath. She places a hand against a coral
strut, relishing the sandpaper-roughness beneath her fingers, and this time she
doesn’t fight the tear that trickles down her cheek. It’s as if a hole was
gnawing away in her chest over the last half-year, no matter how she tried to
ignore it, but now it’s filling in again. Good grief, but she’s missed these
sounds, this place.
“So that’s that,” the Doctor says, as if it’s final,
somehow. Rose opens her eyes to find him galloping down the ramp, striding out
of the console room. “End of one chapter, beginning of another. Welcome back to
the TARDIS!” the Doctor shouts over his shoulder.
Not really a fuck anyone but more of a…why can’t retail be allowed to actually say something? Once upon a time a long time ago (like 7 almost 8) years ago I took a seasonal job at we r toys. It was so terrible. I have a terrible time dealing with people directly. So! It was toward the end of my shift and even my seasonal agreement, and this lady comes through with some toys and what not. I scan em and of course she’s watching like a hawk and stops me. She asks if a certain toy was ringing up as a sale. I cancel a couple items and rescan. No sale. I tell her and she proceeded to whip out the little paper sales booklet, opens it to the page and points to it. By this time I’m so over this job so I just call someone over to go check. Since we aren’t allowed to leave the register.
Person comes back and says the toy the lady had was the wrong kind. So the lady gets huffy and demands the right one. Then bitches and moans at me how the ad should be clearer, why do we print them like this, false advertising, and blah blah blah. She goes on forever. Normally, I’d just kind of nod along and keep my mouth shut. But I was so tired and just burnt out all around that I looked her straight in the eye and said.
“I understand ma'am and I agree (not really) but I didn’t print the ad. The store didn’t either.”
She was stunned into silence. Like it had never occurred to her that me, a lowly unpaid cashier, didn’t personally print or have any say in the ads. Or her lack of being able to read. Later I got told I wasn’t supposed to say that. Pfft. It got her to stop bitching at me so I didn’t care.
an episode focusing on each of the foxes and their backstories
all the flashbacks. i want first meetings. all of them.
every time wymack + abby do anything it cuts to their bet pot. the lock codes for the court and boom you’re seeing a close up of a jar filled to the brim with money.
every time neil says “i’m fine” whoever is with him looks straight at the camera, The Office style.
whenever kevin or neil start going on about exy this, exy that, the importance, the need, the life blah blah it turns to white noise. a narrators voice appears: “and so the losers….” the narrator is probably andrew
but scratch that bc the narrator should be wymack. “this is the story of me and my mistake of taking in fucking idiots who don’t know how to shut their mouths *cuts to a shot of neil* who never stop lying *cuts to a shot of neil* and don’t understand the concept of being fine *cuts to a shot of neil* … alright, it’s this kids story. he’s a mess. so is the rest of this team i have the babysit. enjoy. but it wasn’t a mistake. i willingly put myself through this and that’s what makes it worse.”
the games shot aesthetically with a climactic score that gives you goosebumps
slow motion shots,, basically whenever someone walks in it needs to be in slow motion
looks into the other characters, i wanna hang with renee, allison and dan in their room as they have down to earth chats, wanna see the pureness of dan x matt’s relationship, but also wanna creep on everyone gossiping about neil, especially the monsters
neil “heart eyes” josten and loaded stares with andrew minyard
being able to hear neil’s iconic roasting, being able to see people’s reactions,, especially matt’s proud looks
but speaking of iconic roasting, all iconic lines must be keep in word for word: “pipe dream” “i’ve never been skiing” “doesn’t mean i wouldn’t blow you” “i’m going to be the deadliest piece on the board.” “queen,” and so much more. basically all the dialogue
when jeremy appears on screen he actually glows, there is a halo around him, and jean is like is perfect opposite with a dark shadow and hue following the poor soul
it does need to be really faithful to the book but they could do moree and in a different format
there’s actually so much more to add but this can’t go on forever
i honestly want to produce this show, i wish i could, i’d love to write it so fuckin bad