ugh i just want them to have their dance

BTS as people I met at the party
  • Jin : Honestly speaking I just came here for food.
  • Namjoon : Hey have you heard about the latest news headlines in newspaper today?
  • Yoongi : When can I leave?
  • Hoseok : *Dancing on the floor alone*
  • Jimin : Ugh can you please shift? I'm not able to see my friend because of your height!
  • Jungkook : Excuse me. Have you seen my parents?
Can I Have This Dance? | Jughead Jones

Originally posted by sssssssim

Pairing: Jughead x Reader

Description: The school dance is coming up but you’ve given up hope in getting a date.

Warnings: none!

Word Count: 2014. It’s long, I’m sorry.

A/N: This is based off a prompt and… I don’t know how I feel about it? It’s cute, though so I’m posting it. Also, the image of Jug climbing up to someone’s window is cute so I’m sorry. I HAD TO.

“Ugh, I hate these things,” you groaned, ripping down one of the posters for the school dance that was coming up next week. Truth be told, you didn’t actually hate them - you just hated not having anyone to go with. You had your friends but at the same time you’d want just for once to go with a date. Someone that genuinely liked and cared about you you. Was that so hard to ask for? For a few years you had hope that someone might ask you but over the last couple of dances you’d just given up. It hadn’t happened so it probably wasn’t going to.

“Another night at Pops for us then?” Your friend Jughead asked, pulling open his locker and glancing at you as you screwed the piece of paper up and tossed it to the floor without a care in the world. “Whoa, littering now? What a rebel.”

You shot him a glare, opening up your own locker to pull out a few books. “Shut it, Jones. Pop’s sounds good, though. Burgers on you, milkshakes on me?”

“Unless you want to be the kind best friend that I know you are and pay for everything?” He casually threw his arm around your shoulder as you walked down the hallway to your class.

“You wish, pal.”

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Take a Chance (Part 1)

Originally posted by fadetopale

pairings: Reader x Steve Rogers
characters: Reader, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Amora (Enchantress), Sam Wilson, Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers
word count: 1,860
warnings: a lot of mentions of alcohol a cussing, like a lot, implied one night stand
a/n: based on a Spanish movie ¿Qué Culpa Tiene el Niño? that my mom and i love! this will have some similarilies to the movie but different circumstance
summary: AU! After a one night stand at a friend’s wedding, you gain something that could possibly change your life and views on life for the better or worse.

Prologue||All Parts||Next

Your name: submit What is this?

The sound of a door opening and closing drags you out of your deep slumber. You groan, feeling something grainy scratch your skin every time you move around your bed. Wait… your bedding isn’t this soft and light! And it definitely doesn’t scratch you so much. Oh. Right. Hotel. Hamptons. Wedding. Wait, hold on, okay, you’re in a hotel room but why are you naked? You never sleep naked! Oh my god, whose hotel room are you in?! What the hell happened last night?!


Rolling out of the bed, you feel an uncomfortable soreness between your legs, almost falling off the bed because of the sudden feeling. You try standing up, wrapping yourself up in the comfortable duvet. With steady steps, you look around the room, seeing your dress from last night on an armchair and one of your shoes near the door leading to the living room.

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“Ugh, Dipper, what did you do to upset them this time?”

“What?  I–n-nothing!  They just want me to do the Lamby Dance again! Can’t you just beat them up or suck them into your thermos?”

“You got yourself into this mess, and you’re gonna get yourself out.”


Phanniemay - Secret Trio/Crossover

Somehow, Danny and Dipper are familiar with each other.  Babysitter or just a random ghost he sometimes summons or whatever.  

Either way, Danny’s on the ghosts’ side this round.

making this killed me i have no masking only chroma keyer what death i have experienced.

Sway Recap

I’m bitter; Okay y’all I’m going to sift through my moping to give you a quick write up of Sway. Before I go on I want to acknowledge that I said I would write up for SWDOI and I did not. I’m not planning to because all you need to know Kbnello wrote up on her write up.  In the read more I will be putting a few things I noticed, though.

Alright… Let the tails begin of my PERSONAL experience…

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Newlywed strangers Kurt and Blaine spend their first night as husbands… playing Truth or Dare. 

(part 2 to this)

“Do you… want me to carry you over the threshold?" 

Kurt chuckled. They were standing in the hallway with the door of their new home wide open but neither had moved to step in. As an answer to his husband’s question, Kurt simply took a hold of his hand and squeezed it and after sharing a small, understanding smile, they entered the apartment together. 

Could be worse, was Kurt’s initial thought as he looked around but the place definitely needed some redecorating to add a personal touch and that awful couch had to go. The kitchen looked cozy and it was well-supplied with food to last a few days and what Kurt really loved was the huge window with an alcove and a view over Brooklyn.

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judy wants to do cute typical sappy couple-y things like wearing matching outfits and getting the photobooth strips with lil hearts on them and sharing milkshakes and going roller skating and holding hands all the time and salsa dancing and writing love letters because she’s never had a real actual boyfriend before so shes just really excited and nick DOES NOT!! want to do them tbh but he does them cause he likes seeing her get excited about stuff cause her tail wiggles all cute and her ears get all perky, and also because he loves her

but tbh he always ends up having fun

crazy4orcas  asked:

Clint/Natasha and Oliver/Felicity -- figure skating AU -- one couple is pairs, one couple is ice dancing and they're on the same team OR they're competing pairs but friendly

Hold My Hand Because Here We Go, rated G, no warnings. Oliver/Felicity, Clint & Natasha (can be shippy or gen, up to you), no real knowledge of Avengers canon needed


The first time she actually saw Oliver Queen in person—and not more than a glimpse of him at a regional skating competition where she wasn’t even in the same category and he was probably listening to Laurel Lance explain something—Felicity skated right into the boards.

She probably could have saved it and stayed on her feet. It didn’t even hurt, but she still let out a squeak and careened into a particularly scuffed area of the boards. She flopped to the ice and sighed. Maybe if she stayed there, Coach would just let her give up. She didn’t understand why she needed a new partner after Jeff was a jerk and faked a broken ankle to get away from her. Couldn’t she just quit and work on computers instead?

A shower of ice hit her in the side and then there was Clint Barton, leaning over her and grinning. “What’d you fall for?” he asked.

“The ice looked really super inviting, duh,” Felicity said.

Clint scratched the back of his head. “But you don’t even jump,” he said.

His partner elbowed him out of the way, muttering under her breath in Russian. Ever since moving to Starling City, Felicity couldn’t deny she’d learned to curse in new and inventive ways. She accepted the hand up from Natasha Romanoff with a thanks. “How pink am I right now?”

Natasha wrinkled her nose. “Less pink if you were not wearing that color, I think,” she said in that measured way she had. Where Clint Barton did nothing but smirk at life, it took a long time to tease a smile out of Natasha. “He did not laugh.”


“Queen. He saw you wipe out and he didn’t laugh.” Natasha tilted an eyebrow. “I like him better than Jeff already.”

“Yeah, but he still saw me wipe out first thing,” Felicity said and Natasha shrugged in that very-Russian way she had. With a sigh, the blonde left the pair behind and skated across the ice to where Coach was standing by the hockey team bench. Oliver Queen stood by him, looking kind of sulky now that Felicity was close enough to see his expression. He wore a green hoodie that matched his blade guards.

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You know what bothers me?

In interviews, when reporters ask “What do you have against Chloe?” or “Why don’t you like Chloe?”, Abby never disagrees with them. She doesn’t say “I love Chloe, I just don’t like her mother.” She actually gives them reasons why she doesn’t like her. That’s so wrong, to talk about a 12 year old like that. I don’t understand why she has a vendetta against Chloe, like hate her mother all you want, but she’s just a kid.

anonymous asked:

You can do things when you're older too. There's too much pressure on doing everything when you're young. Do what you like doing. Forcing yourself to do things just because you're young is not "living to the fullest". There's no rush. Don't worry.

I really want to think that way too but no, it’s not. Sadly we are all growing up and when you get old everything gets older around you too and people will act more serious and there will be kids and families and jobs and I just cannot go to a friend’s house at night and take them to the bridge near the sea to see the dawn because they will be like “dude tomorrow I have to work to gain some money to buy food for my family I have two kids and a wife now” ya feel what I’m trying to say and ugh I just want to stop thinking and  dance till I collapse to the floor