u guys think this is a joke

callout post for jeremy dooley
  • so nice????? what a legitimately nice guy whats up with that
  • when he smiles u will be left gasping for air be careful
  • somehow makes all hair colours look good??? what kinda shit is that??
  • probably gives the best hugs,, how dare he
  • so funny?? hes hilarious???? who does he think he is with all his great jokes?????
  • actual adorable and flawless being,,,, sets my irl standards too high,,,
  • hes just a great person and i cant take it
The signs as crushes(guy version)and how to approach them
  • Aries Crush: Be confident and stand for yourself. Don't care about what others think of you,it will surprises Aries because he is pretty insecure but he hide it behind this though exterior.So he will admire you. Be headstrong but chill at the same time. Be friendly with them. Just respect them.
  • Taurus Crush: Laugh at his jokes. Even if it's lame. Just talk to him casually,talk about your interests.pretty sure he will listen. U can be touchy-feely with him after having him open up a lil bit
  • ,
  • Gemini Crush: Laugh. Just have a good laugh with friends,he will show interest in you because he will think that you're an easy going person who knows how to have fun. Be social, dress up. Have something intelligent or fun to say. But be yourself. Dont force.
  • Cancer Crush: Be kind, show that you're attentionate to people needs, show them you're a determined person.
  • Leo Crush: talk with many people. Have a good heart , be generous.Take care of yourself and your appareance,laugh,be sassy but intellectual,
  • Virgo Crush: start conversations with him. Whatever topic. Be Neat and be fun to be with.
  • Libra Crush: be attentionate to him. Libra guys loveeee when a girl just pay a tiny bit of attention to him. Be nice,not too serious and dress up. Engage light-hearted conversations
  • Scorpio Crush: be intriguing. Have a loud mind and a loud voice but be quiet. listen to them.compliment them!
  • Sagittarius Crush: show them that you have a nice heart and a nice person in general who knows how to have fun. Don't be afraid of standing for yourself.
  • Capricorn crush: be classy. Don't talk when you have nothing to say. Give your all to everything you are doing.
  • Aquarius Crush; try to make jokes, or debate with him on a subject. Yeah these two things will definitely work.
  • Pisces crush: look at them like if they're your daydream and make The first move ! They will appreciate for sure . Dont be too bold but come to him first in a nice way.
  • -Celine♐️
Blizzard--Imagine #8

Anonymous asked: Do you think you could do just a super fluffy imagine? where you and your crush have a movie night, watching cartoon movies, making jokes about them all. Cuddling, playing with eachothers hair. etc etc. Just want something super fluffy eek. love your writing x

fahimah-bbosa asked: Could u do an imagine where ur walking out of ur school + u bump into ur crush + he decides to walk home w u since u both live in the same direction + when u guys get to ur house u invite him in + watch a movie and cuddle + have fluffy stuff happen😊

A/N: So, I decided to combine these because they are pretty much the same. Hope it was fluffy enough. I always tend to make things more heated lmao. Also, this one really got away from me lmao, but I loved it too much to stop. Hope you guys don’t mind, and you enjoy it! Keep dreaming!~Logan


The crisp, cool air hit my face as I walked through the doors of my school. I gripped my thin sweater tighter around me as the cold wind pinched at my nose and cheeks. A sudden gust of wind slammed into my face, and I had to close my eyes against the force of it, pushing my body forward against the invisible force. That’s when my body collided with someone else’s and I let out a shriek. 

“Oh my god! Are you ok?” C/n asked, gripping my shoulders with warm hands to steady me.

I opened my eyes slightly, the wind not letting up. “Yeah, yeah I’m fine. Sorry about that.”

“Damn wind, am I right?” He chuckled shifting his weight from one foot to the other as his e/c eyes scanned my face. 

I self consciously brushed my finger over my nose, knowing it was already bright red from the cold. 

“You heading home?” His bright eyes twinkled with some emotion that resembled eagerness.

“I am,” I shivered, beginning my walk away from the school. 

It was a few minutes before I realized that he was walking right along side me and the realization hit me like a brick. Abruptly I stopped, and he swung his head around to look at me, eyes filled with worry.

Raising my eyebrow at him, I asked, “Why are you walking with me?” God, could I get any more awkward.

“My house is not far from here and I thought since we were heading in the same direction I would accompany you,” he said, giving me a sheepish smile.

I shrugged my shoulders, continuing on. The wind was relentless and I cursed under my breath as my fingers froze and my arms quaked with cold. 

“Here,” C/n stopped me by touching my arm gingerly and holding out his jacket. “To keep you warm. You look like you might turn into a frozen ice sculpture any minute.”

The blood that rushed to my face as I took the jacket from his hands and shrugged it on was a welcome feeling against the bitter wind. I sighed in relief, the jacket toasty from his body heat. As the jacket warmed my core, I took a whiff of the scent that radiated off it. It was both sweet and masculine and I wanted to drown in it. He smiled happily at me despite his arms going around his waist, giving away that he was cold without the coverage. 

“Thank you,” I murmured from behind the collar of the coat. 

“My pleasure,” his answer came back, warming me better than any piece of material.

The walk from my school to my house was a short one and all too soon, I stopped in front of my doorway. 

“This is me,” I said, disappointment thick in my voice.  

“Yeah, I guess I’ll see you around?” His reply coming out as a question. 

I didn’t want him to leave and I already felt that horrible sensation coming on that burrowed itself in my stomach determined to make me feel lonely the rest of the day. So, I decided to take a chance.

“You know, you could come inside and have some hot chocolate before you head home,” I ventured, and swelled with pride as the twinkle in his eyes that had dimmed as I was about to leave brightened at my suggestion.

“I mean, if it’s not too much trouble,” he said quickly, and I recognized the look of longing on his face I so often felt on mine when I let an opportunity to talk to him pass by. 

“Not at all,” I smiled.

Having him in my house was weird. Not that I didn’t like it, but it was just something I never imagined would happen in real life. As I stole a glance at him, leaning on the counter, stirring his hot chocolate into warm milk, I realized I still had his jacket on and startled, almost knocking down my mug in the process.

“Hey, you ok?” He asked, eyebrows lifting.

Y-yeah, I jus- I just realized I’m still wearing your coat,” I said, pulling it off.

His warm e/c eyes kept a steady gaze on me, as I shed the layer revealing my blue sweater underneath. Something about the way he was looking at me made me feel like it was a much more intimate gesture than simply handing someone their coat back.

“Hot chocolate good?” I asked, trying to get the conversation rolling again. 

He took a sip, noisily gulping down the hot liquid and I laughed as he let out an obnoxious exhale.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” I chuckled, grabbing my own hot cocoa and putting his jacket on a stool in the kitchen. 

I didn’t bother telling him what I planned to do next, but he followed me willingly. Feeling his eyes on my backside, I swished my hips a bit more and heard him clear his throat. Satisfied, I sat down in front of the living room TV, sinking into the plush couch, and changed the channel to Adventure Time.

C/n stood awkwardly in the doorway of the living room, looking like he was debating something. “I should probably head home,” he mumbled. 

My face fell. I stood and walked to the window. The ground had been covered by snow and the wind outside was now howling. I could barely see my neighbor’s house across the street through the thick haze the blowing snowflakes were making. It was basically a full out blizzard.

“You think it’s safe to walk through that?” I asked, hoping, praying he’d say no.

“Mm, nah. Looks like I’ll have to stay here ‘til it lets up. I mean, if that’s fine with you,” he added, looking none too disappointed about having to stay in my house. With me. 

I grinned at him. “No, I think I’ll throw you out into the snow,” my eyes glinting in the dim glow of the room coming from the lamps as I pushed him back onto the couch, emphasizing my words with actions. “Make you fend for yourself. And I’ll steal your jacket from you so you’ll have no protection from the cold.”

“You sure you’re not an evil snow queen,” c/n’s eyes twinkled up at me, his pupils larger than before as I stood in front of his sitting form.

I grabbed a whole armful of fuzzy, fleece blankets and opened them over us. I burrowed into the blankets and looked at him.

“No, I’m a very kind blanket queen,” I smiled.

He laughed and I savored the sound. He covered his mouth with his hands, as if he was shy to let me see his smile and was embarrassed by the loud sound of it. But I didn’t mind at all. In fact, I wished he’d let me see it, unobstructed. It was a glorious thing to hear. It filled the empty rooms of my house, as well as the empty caverns inside of me that had been covered in dust. Places that had been abandoned over time where once they had been overflowing with love and happiness. I wanted to live in that moment forever.

His laugh subsided and he burrowed himself under the blankets as well, before grabbing his hot chocolate. I did the same and took a sip from my own mug. The chocolate flavor burst on my tongue and I moaned deeply, my eyes fluttering closed, the feeling of it’s warmth spreading through my extremities, making me slump deeper into the couch. C/n choked on his drink and started spluttering. I opened my eyes, and tried not to laugh as a dribble of hot chocolate ran down his chin from his lips and his eyes watered. Patting his back as he tried to regain his breath, I memorized the feel of his back under my hands, how it expanded and retracted as he caught his breath.

“You alright?” 

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine,” he said, a blush rising to his cheeks.

I giggled at the dribble of liquid still on his chin.

“What?” he asked, his eyebrows furrowing.

Instead of answering, I licked my thumb and drew it across his chin, the tip of it just grazing his bottom lip, and cleaned away the drip. Before I knew what I was doing, or could even stop myself, I casually licked the liquid off my thumb and went back to sipping from my mug.

“You had some hot chocolate on your chin,” I said, my eyes going back to the TV, but I took a double take as I saw the expression on his face.

His e/c eyes were glued on my face, piercing into my own. His adorable pink lips hung open in a small “o”, a look of complete mesmerization on his face. He mumbled something extremely low, but from what I could hear it sounded like “fuck”. Eventually, he pulled away his eyes, and began sipping from his mug again, a deep red blush clear on his complexion.

I turned to watch the TV again, when I realized I didn’t know if c/n even liked Adventure Time.

As if he had read my thoughts he smiled, “I love Adventure Time.”

“Oh my gosh, really?” I exclaimed, excited to find we had something in common.

“Yeah! I’m so happy you like it, too. Everyone I know thinks it’s too weird,” he chuckled.

“Same! When I tried to get my mom to watch it she said she wouldn’t ever be drunk enough to enjoy it and left to watch Seinfield in her room,” I laughed.

He let out that hearty laugh again. “Jake’s my favorite character.”

“Marceline’s my favorite,” I grinned.

“Aha!” C/n shouted.

“What!”

“I knew there was some evil in you,” C/n’s eyes twinkled with mischief.

“She’s not evil, she’s complex, you doofus!” I rolled my eyes, playfully.

“Oh, that was a mistake!” C/n looked at me with a sexy smirk, his one eyebrow raised, and he lunged at me. 

His fingers prodded my skin and I collapsed on the couch, in the bundle of blankets.

“No one calls me doofus, missy!”

 Twisting and turning, I let out shrieks and giggles as he tickled me, and the blankets prevented me from kicking him off as they wrapped around his and my legs. I writhed under his teasing touches, laughing and panting.

“Stop!” I gasped through giggles. 

His fingers were merciless.

“Never! You will feel my wrath, y/n,” he said lowly into my ear, his panting and soft chuckles caressing my neck in hot puffs of air as his body blocked mine from escaping.

A shiver ran down my spine, and I was certain he noticed, since the chuckle he released was more of a strangled sigh. God, the things he was doing to me. Not to mention the position we were in was extremely intimate. His body hovered over mine, his head so close to my neck I could feel his breath. My body kept brushing against him as I thrashed under his prodding touches.

“C-C/n, s-stop! Plea-ease!” I let out a shriek as he started tickling around my neck. “I’ll d-do whatever y-you say-y!” I stuttered.

The tickling immediately stopped. My body slumped into the couch, relieved. He moved his face to look into my eyes. I realized what I said might be a mistake.

Whatever I say?” He asked, quirking that damned eyebrow, that cheeky look in his eyes back again.

“Yes,” I panted, trying to regain my normal breathing.

“Well, then,” he said, his eyes flipping from my eyes to my lips. “I say I lay down and you let me tell you how beautiful you are and how much I like you,” he finished, his voice now gentle and cautious. 

“Your wish is my command,” I breathed, my eyes wide at the realization that he actually liked me.

He unexpectedly caressed my cheek, his warm, large hand covering the majority of my cheek. The pad of his thumb stroked the skin below my eyes gently.

“You are so beautiful, y/n,” He whispered, gazing into my eyes as if in a trance. 

Leaning into his palm, I closed my eyes. A peace I hadn’t felt in what seems like forever flooded through me. 

Reluctantly, he pulled away. Instead though, his hands guided me up. I didn’t quite understand what he was doing until he slid his body under mine, his legs on either side of me. Gently, he pulled me back down so my head was resting on his sturdy chest.

I turned my head and continued watching the show. Although, even with the show’s volume on normal, I couldn’t focus on anything except for his heartbeat drumming in my ear. It was the sweetest sound I’d ever heard and I wanted to wrap myself in it. Instead, I pulled the blanket up tighter around us, and wiggled trying to get more comfortable.

C/n let out a grunt. “Hey, y/n, not so much rubbing,” he chuckled and I could hear the blush in his voice.

“Sorry,” I smiled, looking back at him. 

The view was priceless. He was beet red, and he had the cutest sheepish smile on his face as he tried to adjust his position on the couch so as not to rub himself against me, which was impossible considering our bodies were flush against one another. 

“Stop fussing, you’re fine, I’m fine. We’re fine,” I said, caressing his cheek before laying back down. 

I had only just closed my eyes, when I felt his lips on my head. The kiss was tender. Pulling my hair out from under my head, he began running his fingers through it. I sighed in contentment. Braiding and unraveling my hair again, he started humming my favorite love song. I remember me talking about it in class once, and noticing how his full attention was on me. The humming traveled through his core, and with my ear pressed to his chest I could hear it vibrate through his body. His fingers were so gentle and nimble as they worked through my hair, then my scalp. I moaned, and my hands flew to my mouth. 

“It’s okay, y/n. Let me love you,” his voice came out so soft I barely heard it. 

I relaxed into his fingers though as he massaged my scalp. Starting at the nape of my neck, working his way up and to the sides of my head, eventually using his nails to gently scratch. I let out another moan, and I felt his chest stiffen and relax under my head as he chuckled. 

“You always smell like roses and I’ve always wondered whether it’s perfume or what. But now I realize it’s your shampoo. Should’ve been obvious considering anytime you walked into class with wet hair you smelled especially strong of it. God, it’s absolute torture when you walk by and leave that heavenly scent trailing behind you, like it’s teasing me to follow you,” he mumbled, seemingly lost in his own world. His own world that apparently revolved around me.

“Didn’t know I had such an effect on you, c/n,” I giggled. 

“You’re absolutely intoxicating,” he said, his voice pouring into my ear like silk. He had slid down now, so that his mouth was right by my ear. 

Those thick fingers slid under my shirt, making swirling patterns on my soft stomach. I caressed his forearms as they moved, making my own patterns on his skin. I moved my feet to tickle his. I could feel his smile grow bigger against the side of my face. I moved my leg up slightly, deciding I liked this, and stroked his muscled calf with my foot. Up and down. I was rewarded with his breathing becoming uneven. 

His warm arms wrapped around my stomach, trapping me to him and he whispered, with a smirk, “You’d better stop being such a tease unless you want me to have a heart attack.”

“We wouldn’t want that now, would we?” I chuckled, continuing my massaging on his leg. 

I looked back at him and grinned, wickedly. He raised his eyebrows in question, and I grinded my ass into him.

His eyes rolled back and his head thumped against the arm of the couch, a strangled moan escaping his lips. The sound was music to my ears. 

“Fuck,” he breathed. “Y/n stop, please.”

But I didn’t. I kept grinding and I felt my actions having the expected effect on his body.

“I thought you said my wish was your command,” he gasped, trying to contain himself from moving against me. 

“It is,” I giggled. “What do you wish for, c/n?”

“I wish for you to stop doing that, because I know you’re just teasing me,” he panted. 

I immediately stopped, turning around and straddling him instead. I quirked my eyebrow.  “And?”

“And I wish you were my girlfriend,” He breathed, brushing a stray lock of hair that had fallen across my face.

Immediately, I fell into his arms, laughing, feeling giddy. Hovering over him with my elbows resting on either side of his face on the arm of the couch, I brushed my fingers through his hair.

“God, yes,” I grinned. 

He crushed me in a suffocating hug and kissed my neck repeatedly.

“Thank god for blizzards,” he chuckled.

I looked into his shining eyes and nuzzled my nose against his.

“Thank god for you,” I said, before his lips captured mine in a sweet kiss filled with giggles and passion.

Cold Pizza (chapter 3)
  • Jaehyun fluff
  • word count: 1,045
  • chapter 1
  • chapter 2
  • a/n: here u go chapter threeeee send in feedback pleaaaaasee

“I’m only joking,” he laughed out when he saw your face.

He ridiculed love in front of you, how could he do that? You let out a small fake laugh to make him think that he didn’t actually get you but he did. He knew he did. He was so sly with his words and actions he could trick anyone, he was too smart to be a pizza guy.

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anonymous asked:

Genji and Lucio having a relationship and keeping it secret because Genji fears his brother but when Hanzo does find out he's like lmao Genji look at my boyfriend do u think I care if u date this guy

genji caught between “i love lucio so much and i want to tell everyone how much i love him and how amazing he is” and “my brother is a fucking lunatic but i also want his approval what do??” and then hanzo is like “im dating a cowboy” and genji is [will smith pose @ lucio] and they go on double dates and lucio and jesse joke-argue about music and take their boyfriends to animal shelters to pet the dogs

anonymous asked:

I work at a gas station and it was a pretty busy day with a bunch of pumps in use. This middle aged guy walks up to pay with cash and is like "I don't know what pump I'm on." I wait to see if he'll supply a description of his car or SOMETHING but he doesn't, so I'm like "Neither do I, haha." He was then like "You need to know?" I laughed but he wasn't joking. Like, really? How do you think this works? Why do you think the pumps are numbered? How do u get to your 50s without knowing this???

HOLY SHIT U GUYS ARE SRSLY DIDNT KNOW WE ATE MOOSE? 

WHAT DID YOU THINK WE DID WITH EM, RIDE EM TO OUR JOBS? 

DONT TELL ME YOU GUYS ALSO ACTUALLY BELIEVED US  WHEN WE SAID THAT WE GOT POLARBEARS TOO…… WE DID THAT AS A JOKE <- literally snitching on all of sweden

Donald Trump

I’m in fucking danger guys. He wants to take out the amendment that makes immigrants’ children a U.S. citizen and deport those families where the parents are illegal. Please stop supporting him as a joke. Please stop thinking that his racism and sexism is funny. Take this upcoming presidential election serious because now many families are in danger. Please I’m not kidding, I’m scared now of this excuse of a human.

Ur fave is problematic: Junkrat

- Always on fire a little bit

- 6 foot 6, 155 pounds. (plz feed him)

- Was once tricked into destroying a man’s shit bc he thought it was a legit job. The man in question hired him in the first place

- Refuses to wear shirts

- Frequently breaks his pegleg jumping off of tall things. (Dangerous)

- Is literally flaming. at all times. I don’t think u understand

- Quotes Katy Perry

- Tries to share jokes Roadhog tells him with the rest of team (that’s going to ruin Roadhog’s scary-guy cred Junkrat. Not cool)

- Roadhog also once robbed an ice cream truck for him. What dark acts this boy inspires

- Did I mention he is always on fire

cartoon discourse

i can’t wait until western cartoons stop making anime jokes as a lazy way to get a laugh like i appreciate them once in a blue moon but give me some thought-out jokes instead of just ‘we know what anime is’ jokes

HI HI!!! I just reached another milestone for follower counts (jfC where do u guys keep coming from??? r u all porn blogs??) and so I updated my  [ FAQ ] + [ ABOUT ] (which r separate now for easier viewing bc ppl kept getting confused ^^;) with NEW answered questions that i’ve been getting for some time now 

so if i havent answered ur ask personally, u might want to check it on here bc itll be a while before i can answer each ask in inbox individually sorry…!

And as always, thank u for following me!! All i do is draw and shitpost so if thats ok with u guys then welcome ^^

anonymous asked:

just wonderingggg how do you think bucky would be drunk? do u think he would be super fluffy, just horny, or like he just thinks he's the slickest guy on earth😂 idk i want your thoughts!!!!

I think a drunk Bucky, and I’m going ‘40s here, would be a mixture of romance and sex.

There’d be A LOT of lip biting.

Originally posted by blurredmelancholy

He’d always have some form of physical contact with you, his hand in yours, his arm around your waist, your legs on his lap. He always made sure that you knew you were his and he was yours.

He’d lean in and whisper dirty jokes and innuendos in your ear, knowing damn well how they made you squirm. He’d lick the shell of your ear before pulling away, maybe placing a kiss on your sweet spot and sucking on the skin to draw a faint moan from you. 

(not a seb gif buuuuuut)

Originally posted by sensuous

He’d also be extremely adorable. He’d hold you close, his arms wrapped around you and his muscles tense. He’d leave kisses on your cheek as you giggled in his arms.

Originally posted by mybuckygoes

Whether it’s in public or your home, he’d dance with you, letting you twirl and lead as he’d laugh along with you.

Originally posted by teenager-stuff

He’d always make sure you were happy and safe, never going to far with his actions if you weren’t in the mood.

bioware: we’ll give you more info before n7 day where we’ll truly open the floodgates!! stay tuned!!
me, putting my N7 hoodie on with my N7 scarf and my sr-2 joker cap checking the date on my mass effect calender breathing N7 air and staying hydrated with N7 water, while rubbing my ME games all over my body for good luck: im already moist my guy

anonymous asked:

You're writing is amazing. Okay? No joke. You writing has brought tears to my eyes. I've never been able to connect with stories the way I can connect with yours. You describe everything so amazingly and it makes me feel like I am a part of it. Not sure if any of this makes sense- I'm quite sleep deprived. But just ughh. Marry me <3 :P

ARE YOU SERIOUS??? Awww anon seriously thank you so much!!! That really means a lot to me & I’m so glad that you like my writing <3 <3 <3 <3

ALSO - I ACCEPT YOUR MARRIAGE PROPOSAL

sugasgrowl  asked:

Yoongi would be the type to show his love through actions rather than pda and stuff so when he woke up before you he would like make a fresh pot of coffee for you on the way out the door on the way to rehearsal with a post-it stuck on the handle that says "Wake the fuck up🖤"

anon:Yoongi is the type to fall for a girl who is just as dry and sarcastic as he is like he makes some hateful comment about what she’s wearing (only half joking) and then she fires off something making fun of that squeak he does when he raps and he’s like “oh shit”

highKEY YOONGI IS DI EMBODIMENT OF DI WORD “tsundere” like fr, hes a pisces sun so of course hes really so sweet n gentle but his virgo moon is whats making his ass hide all them emotions on di inside. although i think yoongi would lowkey really love kissing u when yall alone, i fr dont see him a pda kind of guy but i think he’ll probably say something real headass while yall at di bighit family dinner n jimin would just b all like “ew hyung get a room” n fr, di flame session between yoongi n his S/O would b iconic af. i can imagine tae just gassing up everything yall say to each other , going all like “OOOO U GONNA LET HIM SAY THAT??” or  “wow hyung, ur wife/husband just bodied u. will u recover??” sjefuhsue being married to yoongi would b so cute i swearrr man

anonymous asked:

So you support the guy who is so far up his own ass that he thinks POC aren't discriminated against in the states? Unfollowed and blocked.

what

oh jontron, its a joke because jontron is a clown. i used to like him but now i dont because of those reasons u stated.

okay

anonymous asked:

jesus fucking christ i'm tired of your negativity 24/7 on my dash oh my god the guy was just having fun wanting to make the interview more fun and making a simple joke???? i'm pretty sure not even the actors like grant or candice care about what he said. believe me it's not that deep. i don't even care about karamel but u guys are reaching to a point that it's hilarious. calm down you all. go drink some water and go plant some flowers. you need to chill

Oh my god?! It was literally a shipname conversation, how fucking deep do you think it can get? Maybe stop acting like every comment is negativity and not a joke and you’ll get over it. I am the chilliest, I am literally cuddling my dog omg

Grant and Candice couldn’t give two shits about shipnames and the same can be said for us all, you calm down eighroihgo this ask is so ridiculous idek where to begin, next time you’re getting your ass blocked faster than I can even read the entire ask