well i feel like an idiot

Aaron couldn’t help but be worried by the desperate look on Robert’s face, the wild way his husband’s eyes looked. “Robert, hey - what’s wrong?”

Robert wasn’t the type to wear his heart on his sleeve, and most of the time, it took a fair bit of coaxing for Aaron to get him to open up, but not tonight. Clearly, there was something very wrong.

“Tell me you need me.” Robert blurted, tears welling in his eyes. 

“What?”

“Do you need me? Because - because I feel like nobody needs me anymore.” Robert admitted. “Vic’s all grown up now, she’s got a baby of her own, and Liv’s off to university in September, and I feel like nobody needs me, not anymore. I’m useless, Aaron, and I hate it.”

Aaron couldn’t handle seeing Robert like this, seeing his husband so upset. “You’re not useless, you idiot,” he shook his head, gathering Robert into a tight hug. “I wouldn’t be able to cope without you.”

Robert clung to him, burying his face in Aaron’s neck. “You’d be fine.”

“No.” Aaron ran a hand through the soft hair at the back of Robert’s neck, digging his fingers into the clothed skin of Robert’s hip. “I wouldn’t be here, if it wasn’t for you. You got my through some of the hardest times of my life, Robert. Do you really think I’d get through counselling every single week if it wasn’t for you driving me there and back?”

Robert stayed silent, his tears soaking into the material of Aaron’s jumper. 

“And who would cook me dinner if you weren’t around, eh? I’d be living off pot noodles and toast if I didn’t have you,” Aaron joked, pressing his lips to the side of Robert’s head. “I need you, Robert. I need you to look after me, I need you to be my best friend. I need you to help me figure out what setting to use that bloody washing machine on!”

Robert laughed at that one, a tiny little laugh that was like music to Aaron’s ears.

“I need you,” Aaron repeated. “I’m always going to need you.”

i don’t care what anyone says, my sister is the best. She freaking looked me in the eye and told me that I was famous and I had to tell her that I wasn’t. When she heard that she grabbed my hands and said,
“Well it might be that way for you, but to me you’re the most famous person I know! The coolest too!” I was standing there feeling like an idiot and getting all embarrassed, so i just hugged her and told her to shut up. 

She’s so adorable omfg

Might as well be truthful. 

It takes like 50 takes just to take an okay photo to post on here. Most of them look t-e-r-r–i-b-l-e.  Munt face and all.  

And even then, you do it in a way in poses that make you feel like an absolute idiot too.  And then you publish it somewhere and you get this kind of crippling anxiety over, “What if no one likes this”. 

What the hell is the point anyway?  So someone can stroke my ego?  Why do we do this?  Why is there always someone way more perfect with way better photos who look more natural?  What’s the point in all this anyway?  

I want to try and live with as much grace and levity as possible, but I’ve kind of ruined that showing parts of myself and taking photos in the best way possible that makes me feel way too disconnected from reality. 

Also fuck those Instagram guys.  They’re so fucking annoying.

  • <p> <b></b> Do you ever just realize all your friends don't honestly care about you and all of a sudden you feel like an idiot for believing they did and you regret every personal thing you've ever shared with them and all you wanna do is build your wall up even higher so this won't happen again cuz it really sucks<p/></p>
…I hate myself. I feel like an idiot saying it because, blah, blah, teen angst, boo hoo, but I do. I hate myself. Almost all the time. I try not to tell anyone because I don’t want to burden them, but I feel like I’m falling farther and farther away from them. Like the well’s getting deeper and I’m running out of energy to climb it and any minute now, any second, it’s going to stop being worth even trying.
—  The Rest of Us Just Live Here

While studying can consist of pretty pens and notebooks, it can also be very difficult and can result in panic attacks, or other health disorders.

For everyone on tumblr who is a student, I just want you all to remember that sometimes studying isn’t a smooth process and sometimes it can be hard and may make you feel depressed. 

Sometimes you can study all the time and still fail the test or even the class. This does not make you a failure.

Sometimes you can be in a classroom where everyone can understand the material, except for you and you can feel like a complete idiot. This does not make you a failure.

Sometimes the professor that you have can be unorganized/rude/impatient, etc and you may not do well in the class due to the anxiety that they may cause. This does not make you a failure.

Sometimes, maybe sometimes, life gets in the way of studying and things don’t work out after all. This does not make you a failure.

I just wanted to remind you all that despite how much emphasis we place on success, failing in life does not make you a failure. Don’t let one bad grade, one class, or even one experience get you down and make you feel discouraged.

In the words of Thomas Edison, “ I have not failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that didn’t work.”

The Village Idiot (Avengers x reader)

Request: Avengers x reader “I’m starting an idiot jar. Any time you do or say something idiotic you have to put at least a dollar in it– more depending on how stupid the thing you did or say.”

“I’m sorry, Sam,” Natasha pleaded quietly, “I thought that would work.”

“Well you thought wrong,” he winced, watching her wrap a bandage around his leg that was quickly turning red with his blood, despite her best efforts.  “Maybe next time we let Steve stick to planning, alright?  I mean, it wasn’t the worst idea you’ve ever had, but still…”

“I know, I’m sorry,” she repeated, shaking her head, “I feel like such an idiot.”

“Hey, don’t go that far. Let’s just say you’re disillusioned on what makes a good decision.”

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a Concept™

i’ll probably do more of these if people like them ??? with other pride colors or skin tones or w/e

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I did parallel thing about Mikleo falling

So I compared scene with falling Mikleo in Doushi no Yoake and…well, spoilers here. I know that this scene appears in the beginning of the game too, but I choose the movie because it had more details. I’m almost sure someone did it before but I decided to show it anyway and wrap my own thoughts around it. 

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I love AUs because it’s like no matter what universe the people meet in or how they run into each other they’re destined to fall for each other every time;
even if it takes longer in some stories or if they have more rough patches, interruptions or if the AU just doesn’t play in their favour it’s nice to know that the author is writing the story for their personal interest too
and if it means making everyone suffer first so be it, at least they chose the people in it to be the characters knowing that; “they’ll do fine no matter what shit I put them through”

You’re Gonna Get Sick

Word Count: 1190

    A/N: this was a cute request and I hope I wrote it well for you! Sorry about my inactivity. I’m trying to move and it’s super stressful and time consuming but I’m gonna get onto writing more. Much love

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    Y/N ran through the rain, holding her coat over her head in an attempt to stay dry. Of course tonight was the night she decided to go with a lighter jacket, one without a hood unlike the jacket she usually wore. So now here she was, feeling her cheeks burn with embarrassment because she thought for sure she looked like an idiot running through the pouring rain with a coat over her head. She finally was almost to her apartment building when she noticed a dark figure sitting on the steps. Fear and curiosity hit her all at once, wondering why someone would sit out in the open rain and who the mysterious person could be. She slowed her running, proceeding with caution. As she neared the person, she recognized the grey beanie sitting upon the persons head and saw that it was her best friend Jughead. He looked up and saw her approaching, and stood from his seat on the steps.

    “Jughead, what are you doing out here?” Y/N yelled, running up to the beanie clad teen. He gave her his signature smirk, and walked down the remaining steps.

    “I was just waiting for you.” he said. Y/N noticed he was absolutely soaked, his clothes dripping, although she wasn’t completely dry either so she couldn’t judge too harshly.

    “Jughead, you’re soaked! You’re going to get yourself sick! Why were you waiting for me out here?” she asked, worry present in her voice. Jughead smiled hearing it though, she was one of the only people who ever worried about him. It made him feel good.

    “Well I can’t exactly get into the building without living there, so I had to wait out here.” he said, giving a slight chuckle. Y/N noticed as he shivered, and she realized how cold he must be. She took the jacket she was holding over her head and placed it around his shoulders.

    “You’re freezing! You’re going to get yourself sick Jughead, I’m sure whatever you were waiting for me for could have waited until it wasn’t pouring.” she mumbled, pulling the jacket tight around him. She looked up to meet his eyes and realized how close she was to him. He was already staring down at her though, something sparkling in his eyes and a small smile adoring his face. Y/N chewed on her cheek, trying to push back a blush she felt threatening to show.

    “You know you’re cute when your worried about me.” Jughead said, catching Y/N off guard.

    “I-uh. What?” She stuttered, taken aback by the comment.

    “I came here because I wanted to tell you something. I rang the buzzer to your apartment and when no one answered I decided to wait for you. It wasn’t raining when I made that decision.” he said, earning a small laugh from her.

    “You should have gone somewhere dry when it started.” she tried to scold, but he rolled his eyes.

    “No, what I have to tell you is important. So important in fact that I don’t care if I get sick from waiting.” he said, pulling Y/N closer to him. Her breath caught in her throat and she stared wide eyes up at him, waiting for his next move because only the lord knew she was too scared to make a move herself.

    “Y/N, I’ve been worrying myself sick anyways trying to read our relationship. I was so scared that if I did what I’m about to do, that I’d fuck everything up and I’d lose you forever. But I’m tired of hiding how I feel about you, I’m in love with you.” Jughead said, confidence and affection laced in his voice. Y/N smiled wide, placing her hand on his cheek and pulling herself up to meet his lips. He smiled into the kiss, and held her by the waist. The kiss was slow and experimental, neither of them had kissed eachother before so it was a bit awkward. When they pulled apart, Y/N giggled as rain dropped off their faces.

    “You’re so cliche.” she teased Jughead. “Confessing your love for me in the pouring rain.”

    “Hey, you’re the one who decided to kiss me in it so you’re just as guilty.” he laughed and she rolled her eyes, standing on her toes to kiss him once more. This time it was more passionate and loving, their lips seeming to be the perfect matching puzzle pieces. It felt so completely right. Jughead pulled back, resting his forehead against Y/Ns and he stared lovingly down at her.

    “Oh, I don’t think I’ve said this yet, but I love you too.” Y/N said quickly, earning a laugh from Jughead. Somehow, the rain started coming down harder and Y/N ran to the door of the building, using the code to open the door to let herself and Jughead in. She turned to see if the raven haired boy was following her, but he wasn’t. Instead he was standing out in the rain still, staring up at her.

    “Stop staring and come inside! We need to get you out of those wet clothes!” she laughed, motioning for him to walk through the door. Jughead raised his eyebrows at her and smirked.

    “You want to get me out of my clothes already? I mean we just had our first kiss, you might want to slow down there.” he teased, winking up at her. She blushed furiously and rolled her eyes.

    “I mean we’re getting you into some dry clothes so you don’t get a cold, dumbass.” She joked and he walked up the steps and inside. For a minute they just stood in the hall creating a puddle in front of the door. He held out his hand and she took it, together they walked to her apartment and she opened the door, letting the two of them in.

    “To my bedroom.” She said, pulling him along.

    “What did I just say about taking things slow?” he said and she turned and punched him in the arm.

    “Keep dreaming.” She retorted and Jughead chuckled. She went to her drawers and started rummaging around.

    “I will.” Jughead said and she turned and threw flannel pants and a sweatshirt at him. “Why do you have men’s clothing?” He asked, looking at the clothes she threw at him.

    “They’re baggy and comfortable. Lots of room for activities.” she joked, picking out a pair of pjs for herself. Jughead laughed, looking at the beautiful soaked girl in front of him. He then sneezed, feeling a bit woozy.

    “Bless you.” Y/N called over her shoulder. Aaah-chooo! Y/N turned around, and walked over to Jughead, placing her hand on his forehead.

    “Oh god Juggie, you’re sick already! What did I tell you!” she scolded. “Get out of those clothes and I’ll go make you some tea!” she said, discarding the dry clothes she was going to put on and turning to go to the kitchen. Jughead watched as she left, and he smiled. So what if he got a little cold, tonight was definitely worth it.


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One of the worst things about being a teenage girl is having to prove your music taste as well as your intelligence because people think the two are related. If you like pop music, you’re a mindless idiot who is incapable of intelligent thought or having an informed opinion. All you care about is the top 40, selfies, and Starbucks. You don’t exist outside of social media. If you like male dominated genres, like rap or rock, you need to prove that you aren’t a “fake fan” by rattling of names, albums, years, tours, etc. because obviously you just like them because you only have the capability of liking the boys that like the music. Teenage girls deserve to discover and listen to music, please just let girls love music.

Headcanon that Guzma is like super open and accepting about… like everything. There’s the two gay boy grunts and the two lesbian grunts already, but think about other possibilities.

What about a trans grunt? Or nonbinary/genderfluid grunt?
Maybe one of them is vegan, but G and the others always go out of their way to make sure they still get good food.
Maybe one of them is in a poly relationship and when some other punk-ass kids start calling them a slut, the grunts drag these idiots to Po Town so Guz can give them a little “talk”.
There’s probably grunts of all different religions, and no one makes them feel bad about practicing them, and they all get along perfectly fine with each other.
I think one is probably a teen mom, but the whole Team takes care of this toddler like it’s their own brother/sister/child.
Think about grunts with mental illnesses - depression, anxiety, OCD, BPD; grunts with autism; grunts with PTSD (which I think Guzma himself probably has as well).

Team Skull is a safe place for all of them. It’s where these kids go when they have no one else because they know they’ll be accepted and loved. And Guzma is gonna make sure no one fucks with these kids, they are his kids and they are perfect exactly as they are. I love Team Skull. I want the best for all of them.

My Brother’s Best Friend! (Brendon Urie/Josh Dun Imagine)

Originally posted by britishwantingcanadian

Requested by anon! 

Sigh, I don’t even know what the hell the time is right now, but according to my clock that is currently sitting on my nightstand it is a quarter passed (Y/N) go to sleep already!!
But unfortunately, that is pretty much mission impossible for me at the moment.
You want to know why? Well, you probably don’t, in fact you probably have something much more better to do than to hear me bitch about this amazingly gorgeous rock star that is sleeping under the same roof as me as we speak, and how I am going completely nuts because I have feelings for him, strong feelings actually, I mean why even try to hide it right?
You know what? I apologize, but I’m gonna go ahead and ramble on anyway, because obviously keeping all of this bottled up inside of me and tossing and turning like a idiot in bed clearly isn’t helping me in this situation.

Alright, where do I even begin? I guess I’ll start off with his name, which would be the obvious thing to do….
His name is Brendon, that’s right, I’m talking about THE Brendon Urie from Panic! At the Disco! One of the most awesome bands in the world which is also personally my number one favourite, I can assure anybody that I know every single song of theirs by heart.
And now that his awesome name is out there in the open, I’m pretty certain absolutely NOBODY can blame me for feeling this way.

Now you might be wondering how someone as sexy, funny, and down to Earth guy as Brendon is in my house…just down the hall from my bedroom may I quickly add…
The answer to that question is quite simple, when you have a rock star BROTHER who so happens to be a world famous drummer for an amazing band called 21 Pilots, it’s pretty much easy to meet very important and amazing people.
And the way I met this very important man, I will truly never forget…
I feel like it was only yesterday when Josh, whom I like to consider more of my twin than my older brother because we are too much alike, came home from his big tour with Tyler, that featured Brendon’s band….

*FLASHBACK*

I had gotten a call the previous night from Tyler saying that they were on their way home, that they did their very last show from their almost year long tour and it was the biggest one yet, and as always he started going into detail with me about how epic it was, I swear I consider Tyler to be the second brother that I always wanted, well he sure as hell acts like it overall but I actually love it, he’s more understanding than Josh that’s for sure, Josh could get so overprotective with me almost all the time and it really gets under my skin.
Although I couldn’t help but feel so much excitment in hearing the awesome news, lord knows I almost never get to see these guys, sure sometimes they would take me to their shows and I would watch them in action from back stage, but that’s only if they’re playing in our hometown, I often wish that I could go on tour with them, just being able to go to different cities all around the world sounds like the biggest dream come true, but unfortunately with Josh I would not have the greatest time anyway.
He would be too busy the entire time watching out for boys talking to me and trying to get me to go out with them, and telling them “Hey, take your peverted ass somewhere else!”

Don’t get me wrong now, I love my blood so much, I would actually take a bullet for that guy, but sometimes I just seriously want to kick him in the balls so hard that he ends up turning into my sister.
Anyways, I don’t want to waste too much time just ranting about him, let me cut to when I actually got the honor to meet Brendon.
The time was approximately four thirty in the morning when I heard the loud knocking on my front door, no joke I jumped out of bed even though I was deeply half asleep and pretty much stumbled everywhere as if I had one too many, including being the clutz that I was born to be and hitting my face on the doorframe like an idiot.
Thankfully that helped me fully wake up though and I made it down the stairs without getting badly injured.
“Oh my God Joshy!! I missed you!!” I squealed as I ran to the door, but when I opened it, the man standing on the other side was certainly not my bro…
“Hi there.” Brendon nicely greeted as soon as his eyes caught sight of me, standing with his luggages beside him.

I cannot even begin to describe how heavenly he looked, the way he was standing perfectly tall, enough to make my neck hurt from looking up so much.
And also the sexy scent of that cologne of his he was giving off, not to mention his forehead, I know a lot of people make fun of it but I actually find it to be cute and it was a hell of a lot cuter in person.
He was dressed pretty casual of course but he still looked stunning in my eyes.
At this point I really couldn’t tell if I was dreaming or not, but I must’ve had a stupid look upon my face because I instantely snapped myself back into reality at the sound of a chuckle comming out of him.

“Um…(Y/N)? Right?” He asked with an adorable smile.
“What? OH! Yeah yeah, that’s me, wow…holy shit…Brendon Urie?!…Uh I’m so sorry if this sounds rude but what the hell are YOU doing here?!” I asked, a huge grin appearing on me.
“Hahaha, I’m guessing your brother didn’t tell you?”
“Tell me what?” I quizzed, but before he could answer Josh came into the picture.
“(Y/N)!! Hey!” He cheered, but I was too concentrated on the angel standing in front of me to even pay attention.
“Well shit…” I heard him mutter and once again, I snapped myself back into reality.
“Hm? Oh crap!! Josh!!”
“Yeah that’s more like it!” He exclaims with slight laugter as I give him a huge hug.
“I missed you bro!”
“Missed you too brat, I see you’ve met Brendon.”
Once again my eyes land on him and this time I try my best not to allow myself be hypnotized by his radiant beauty.

“Yeah….w-we met…hi again Brendon.” I beamed.
“Hi again (Y/N).” He played along.
“Yeah my bud here is gonna be staying with us for a few weeks before he flies out for his next performance.”
“I’m sorry did….did you just use stay here and weeks in the same sentence?” I asked, feeling like I was gonna have a heart attack right then and there.
“Yes, I did, whyyy?” Josh pressed in a radther curious tone.
I rolled my eyes and punched his arm…
“Dude! What do you mean why?! You know how much of a fan I am of this guy!” I squealed, smacking my hands together for a happy clap.
“Are you really?” Brendon chimed in.
“Hell yeah! I especially loved you as a demon for that one music video for Emperor’s New Clothes!! Seriously bravo! That’s like one of my all time favourite Panic songs! How does it go again? Oh yeah! I’m taking back the croowwwwn!!” I began to sing, I was about to stop immediately in fear of looking stupid in front of my favourite singer of all time, but to my shocking, tit twitching surprise, he actually sang along with me….
“I’m all dressed up and naked!! I see what’s mine and take it!!”
“Finders keepers!! Losers weepers!!” I playfully add.
“Oooooohh yeaaaah!!” He sang loudly, causing my mouth to drop, his voice honestly sounds ten times more beautiful up close in person.

I couldn’t even sing along anymore…
Josh had to go ahead and ruin everything though by interrupting him with a pat on the shoulder.
“Hey man, first of all it’s late and I have neighbors, second, you just came from doing a night long performance you should be on vocal rest.”
“Fun sucker.” I glared, earning myself his middle finger.
“Right, sorry bro.” Brendon sweetly apologized, shyly looking down and I could’ve sworn his eyes looked back up to stare at me for a couple of minutes, although it was a little dark to tell.
But seriously from that little moment we had, I could tell that having him under my roof for the next couple of weeks was going to be awesome.
“So (Y/N), I’m gonna help him carry his stuff in, you prepare the guest bedroom. We are gonna catch up on as much sleep as possible.”
“Sure thing.” I assured, running upstairs to clean up a little in the room Brendon was going to be sleeping in.
Only moments later as I was still doing that, I heard footsteps comming down the hallway.
I was done preparing the room anyway so I stepped out, only to be a clutz again and bump into Brendon, causing him to drop his stuff and make a loud noise.
“Shit! Brendon I am so so sorry, ugh why does that always have to happen to me?” I whined.
“It’s okay don’t worry about it, it’s not like you meant to do that…right?”
“Of course!” I promised, helping him bring everything inside.

“(Y/N) did you kill Brendon?!” Josh called out from the living room.
“Ha ha dumbass.” I huffed, rolling my eyes once more.
“You guys are pretty funny.” He complimented.
“Not even, just natrual brother sister crap.”
“Right. You know Josh has shown me a lot of pictures of you during tour.”
“Oh God don’t tell me he showed you the one where I had chicken pox and he played connect the dots with me…” I pleaded, genuine fear evident in my face.
“Um….no…more recent ones like from your instagram.”
“Oh…” Was all I could manage to say, way to go (Y/N)…
“Did he really?”
“Yeah, I can tell you guys have a really close relationship, I think that’s pretty cool, and he also told me that you want to be a singer?”
I felt my cheeks go red in less than a second at the mention of my life’s dream…
“He’s such a big mouth, but yes…I do want to be a singer, him and Tyler have inspired me a lot to just go out there and show the world my talent. I never thought that these guys would be as big as they are now, it still shocks me.”

“Oh yeah they’re truly amazing, but I bet you are too, I would love to hear you sometime.”
“Well…technically you just did, like a minute ago downstairs.” I pointed with my thumb behind me.
“True but you really held back, I want to hear you go all out.”
I couldn’t help but smile a little at his sweetness, especially because he kept smiling himself everytime he got a sentence out to me.
“R-Really?…”
“Of course.”
Just then Josh came inside with the last of his luggage.
“Alright man here are the rest of your things, you know how the saying goes, mi casa su casa, so make yourself comfortable and have a good sleep, (Y/N), quit bothering him and get your butt to sleep too, you’re starting to get crow’s feet as we speak.”
“Shut it asshole!” I glared at him again, back handing his stomach.
“Hehe it’s okay man she’s not bothering me at all, in fact you interrupted our nice conversation.” Brendon playfully stated.
“Hey now I’m just trying to save you from having nightmares.” Josh said, motioning to me, and I gave him an even harder smack for that.
“Ow!”

“Don’t be mean to your sister.” He tells him.
“Yeah don’t be mean to your sister!” I gladly repeated.
“You know that I’m just joking (Y/N), don’t start getting all sensitive on me now, besides, I really did miss you brat.” He says, side hugging me and roughing up my already messy hair.
“I missed you too idiot.” I assured, fully hugging him this time.
“Good, well my ass is gonna go to bed now I’m tired as hell, you guys have a good night.” Joshua yawned, waving goodbye at both of us.
“Goodnight, and thanks again for letting me crash here man, although I could’ve just stayed at a hotel or something.” Brendon pointed out, high fiving my brother.
“Dude no, I wasn’t gonna let you do that, and no need to thank me I’m happy to open my doors for you.”
So am I brother….so am I….
Brendon thanked him once more before he finally left us alone again.

For a minute I began to picture this moment  like those sappy love movie scenes where as soon as the two people who are secretly in love with each other are alone again, they start making out like crazy and even start to take each other’s clothes off.
I know I sound completely insane because him and I had literally just met moments ago but hey now, a girl can still fantasize all she wants.
But I should really get to my room before I jump on him without me even knowing it.
“Okay uh…I should go back to sleep now so, yeah have a good night, and it was really nice meeting you Brendon.” I said, taking steps towards the open door.
“Wait!” He quickly called out, and of course I turned around to face him.
“What’s up?”
“Are you gonna keep your promise?”
“Hm? What promise?” I slightly laugh.
“That you’re going to sing for me.” He smirks, good lord, smirking really suits him well.
“Hold up, I never once said I promise to sing for you.”
“Now you did.” He grinned like the devil himself.

My mouth almost literally dropped to the floor, wow, he’s good I must say…
“Smooth.” I compliment with squinted eyes.
All he did was chuckle in response and finished with a…
“Goodnight (Y/N)…”
I don’t know if it’s just me but it seems to me like he loves to say my name a lot.
“Night Brendon, oh and I’m sorry I so don’t look like my instagram pictures right now.” I tell him, seriously if you could see just how much of a wreck I looked that night, it just makes me want to facepalm myself a thousand times.
“It’s okay, you actually look better.”
I couldn’t find the right words to say to him other than a simple thank you, his words really touched me and made me feel major butterflies form in my tummy, was he really flirting with me? Was all I could think of over and over.
Obviously it was extremely hard for me to believe because of who he is, I mean sure I’m Joshua Dun’s younger sister, but that’s it.
“Are you joking?” I accidently blurted out, but then I was happy to have asked that because of his answer…
“Not at all, you’re prettier in person, trust me.”

“Well…wow thanks that’s really sweet of you…”
“What can I say? I’m a really honest guy.” He shrugged, grabbing one of his suit cases and began unpacking.
I just gave him a shy smile and walked away into the hallway, down to my bedroom.
It was very safe to say that I went to sleep with probably the brightest smile of my life that night, and little did I know that that wasn’t going to be the only time Brendon would make me smile so hard meanwhile he became our handsome temporary roommate.

For the next four or five weeks or so, how can I describe them really? They were the absolute BEST weeks of my life, Brendon was just what this house was missing all along, he would take Josh and I out to the most amazing places we didn’t even know this city had, there was never a dull moment because of his great sense of humor and goofy personality, but what started getting to me the most was the way he was with me whenever Josh wasn’t in the house.
Don’t dare begin to think wrongly of him now, Brendon in no way would try to get all touchy and disrespect me, not at all.
In fact, he would be the sweetest soul in the world, and the more days he spent with us here the closer the two of us became.
I started to feel like I could be so open with him,  and he was seriously the best listener on Earth.
He also knew exactly how to make me smile whenever my brother and I would have a fight and it left me feeling down in the dumps.
Soon, I even began to see Brendon more as a person, not just a famous band singer, and I was loving the fact that I was getting to know him more and more on a deeper, more personal level.

But it also led me to develop some really emotional feelings of love for him.
I know it was very much obvious from the start that I was head over heels for him, but now that I think about it, those feelings were just nothing more than a fangirl crush.
Now that I know him this way, I would really want to be a in a true connecting relationship with Brendon.
And if I’m not mistaking, he kind of feels the same way for me…I mean I really don’t want to get my hopes up high either, but I can easily tell when a guy is truly feeling a girl, and Brendon is surely showing signs of that with me.
It might sound just a wee bit crazy because it’s only been a few weeks, but this close bond that we share makes me certain about how my heart beats loudly like a drum for him, that I can never deny even if I wanted to.
He’s just so amazing and beautiful inside and out.
He’s for sure everything that I ever wanted in a man. Plus I love playing with that great hair of his very much.

Well, besides all the amazing weeks I got to spend with him, absolutely nothing could prepare me for what happened just this morning….

I had gone out to the grocery store since since it was my turn to make dinner tonight, big surprise there since fucking Josh burned the food he was trying to make the night before.
We didn’t even know what it was, hell, my brother himself didn’t even know what it was.
So of course, I volunteered to save our stomachs some food poisoning, I just hope that Brendon likes what I’m going to cook.
Right as I was putting away everything in it’s place in the kitchen I heard his angelic voice call out to me…
“(Y/N)?! Is that you?!”
“Yeah it’s me Beebo what’s up?!” I yelled in return.
“Is Josh down there too?!”
“No! Just me!” I answered.
“Oh! Can you come up here for a moment?!”
My brows furrowed for a bit, and I couldn’t help but feel a little nervous, I swear if I find him naked on his bed with rose petals spread all around…I’m not gonna hold back…just kidding….maybe not.

“Comming!” I notified, placing a few more things away before going upstairs to the guest room.
Unfortunately my fantasy didn’t come true, he was just sitting on his bed with a small keyboard in his hand and a few crumpled up pieces of blank papers all over the floor.
“Hey, come on in, crap, sorry for the mess I’ll promise I’ll clean it up.”
“Don’t even worry, Josh’s room looks like a damn cave with weird undiscovered creatures inside.”
He chuckled and cleared the chair he was resting his foot on, then patted the seat signaling me to sit.
“So what are you busy with here?”
“I wrote a new song, and I wanted to show you, tell me what you think okay? I really need an honest opinion.”
I nodded in agreement and got comfortable, as he began to play his little keyboard which looked super adorable by the way, the melody was already sounding amazing.
But it really hit home when he began to sing the words that were beautifully put together.

I was so lost in his talented voice, and it made me feel so special that I was the very first person to hear this new track, live.
Our eyes were locked the entire time, this had to be the most romanitc moment him and I shared, I didn’t even realize that the song was long over…
“(Y/N)?…(Y/N)!” He laughed, waving his hand in my face to bring me back.
“Huh? My bad…”
“Soooo? What do you think? It wasn’t stupid was it?”
“What? Brendon no that was completely breath taking, in fact I think I have a new favourite panic song. It was amazing believe me.” I smiled.
He also beamed very thankfully…
“I’m very happy you think so. You know you never fullfilled your promise.”
“What are you….oh…right…” I giggled.
“I think now would be the perfect time.”

“Look man….I know I said I wanted to be a singer but my shyness is bigger than my confidence.”
I couldn’t help but let in a small gasp when he grabbed a hold of my hand…
“(Y/N), you might not believe this but I was just like you, I was so scared and I had the biggest fear of performing in front of atleast one person. But in all my time as a singer I’ve learned that you are never going to really enjoy life if you allow fear to hold you down all the time. Now come on, you can do this. What other song of ours do you like besides Emperor’s New Clothes?” He questions.
“Hmm….I always did love to do covers of This is Gospel.” I replied.
“Good, that’s awesome! Go with that. Here I’ll even play it for you here.”
“No!” I blurted out.
“You want to go acapella?” Brendon asks.
“It’s not that it’s just…I don’t know why you holding my hand would make me feel more comfortable singing…” I hesitantly confessed.

But Brendon, as I have mentioned, being the nicest guy ever, he lovingly held my hand securely in his with an assuring smile.
“Better?”
All I could do was nodd and clear my throat…
“Okay…one…two…three..go..”
“This is gospel for the fallen ones, locked away in permanent slumber….” I began to sing, truthfully I did hold back a bit, but then as I sang more of the song I started to get really into it.
Although I was having fun whaling my heart out, my cheeks were burning like crazy as I saw Brendon grinning brightly, but even more when I saw how dangerously close his face was getting to mine.
“Cause these words are knives that often leave scars, the fear of falling apart, and truth be told I never was yours…the fear, the fear of falling apart…” I trailed off, witnessing how our lips were just mere inches away from each other.

“Beebo?…” I softly muttered…
And his response was pressing his lips against mine, I felt such a fire inside of me, I couldn’t believe that he was actually kissing me, his beautiful tastey plump lips felt sensational upon mine.
I don’t even remember how long the kiss lasted, but all I knew at that time, was that I never wanted it to end.
When we finally got the strength to lean away from each other, with our eyes slowly opening, things were quiet, but then I got the courage to speak up…
“Brendon…w-what was that all about?…”
“God I’m so sorry (Y/N)…I just…I’ve been wanting to do that for some time now…but I’m sorry I should’ve asked first.” He says, looking down, once more I grabbed his hand and made him lock eyes with me again.
“No no, don’t be sorry…I’m actually happy that you kissed me.”
“You are?”
“Yeah, Brendon ever since you came here and, I got the pleasure of getting to know you more over time, well, I really like you.” I tell him.
“You have no idea how happy I am to know that, I really like you too…” He chuckled.

“Then kiss me again please.” I softly murmured.
Now I was feeling like I was in a sappy love movie scene.
I saw how his bottom lip was taken in between his teeth with a smirk while he slowly leaned in and kissed me again.
Now that I knew for certain that he was into me like I am into him, I embraced our little make out session…until unfortunately…
“What’s going on here?” We both heard a voice sternly inqure behind us.
We quickly leaned away from each other and sure enough my brother was standing in the doorway, and the expression he had was very unpleasant, I felt like I was in for the embarassment of a lifetime.
“Josh-” I began but he cut me off in less than a micro second.
“Hey man! Just because I invite you to crash here doesn’t mean you’re allowed to hit on my sister!!” He yelled, slightly pushing me to the side.

“I wasn’t hitting on her!! I’m sorry but it’s more than that! I really like (Y/N) and she really likes me.”
“Well guess what Brendon?! I don’t want my little sister dating a rock star! I already know how much of heartbreakers you guys are! So (Y/N)! You stay away from him! And you! You pack your shit and leave tomorrow!” Josh yelled.
“Excuse me?! But what about what I want?! You may be my family Josh but you’re not the boss of me! And you especially don’t get to run my love life!” I spoke up.
“Look I know what I’m doing!” He claimed.
“If that’s making your little sister miserable! Then good job jackass!” I shot.
“Shut up!! You’re not gonna be with him and that’s final!”
“Don’t talk to her like that!! And how dare you accuse me of being a heartbreaker?! I thought we were cooler than that Josh! I thought you knew me better!” Brendon stepped in.
“Dude I’ve known you for half a year!”
“Wow…well It only took a couple of minutes to really know YOU.” He death glared.

“Alright look!” I announced, both of them glancing at me.
“Brendon I really like you, I meant it when I said that, but I don’t wanna be the cause of your friendship being ruined, so you know what? Let’s just pretend that none of this ever happened, that way everybody is happy!!….
except for me…” I halfway whispered at the end and walked away to lock myself in my bedroom before they could even respond to me.
I heard them calling my name but I just wanted to be alone….

*END OF FLASHBACK*

And that is how I am where I am now, I’ve literally stayed locked in here the entire day up until now that it’s way passed midnight.
This is why I said from the start that my brother really gets under my skin with his overprotection.
Obviously the only time I would get out of my room was for the bathroom, both Brendon and Josh would come and knock on my door to try and talk to me, but I knew I was going to explode with anger and tears so I kept on ignoring like if they weren’t in the house.
A heavy sigh released itself from me in frustration to know that I have to go to the bathroom yet again.
Hopefully these two are deep asleep right now and not trying to rip each other’s heads off.
I got up off my bed and walked to open the door, when I stepped into the hallway I saw Brendon with his packed up luggages, exiting the guest room, he was all dressed up and ready to go from what it seemed.
Seeing that made my heart shatter and my eyes water almost instantely….
“Brendon…” I loudly whispered, immediately he looked up and stood almost frozen.
“(Y/N)…what are you doing up at this time?”

“I was getting up to go to the bathroom…are you leaving?…” I fearfully question, my voice trembling at the end.
“Yeah…I am…I have to go.”
“What? No you don’t! I don’t want you to go!” I truthfully said, raising my voice slightly.
“But your brother does…”
“Who cares what the fuck my brother wants! He clearly doesn’t care about what I want!”
He looked as if he ran out of what to say to me, but I see the sadness in his eyes, I know he didn’t want to leave either, he was just forcing himself to.
“Hey listen I am so sorry for ignoring you the whole day but Josh got me really upset and….just please don’t go Brendon! Please! Don’t leave me yet!” I begged, running right towards him and wrapping my arms around his waist.
As soon as he held me back in a tight and loving embrace, I allowed my tears to fully run down my face, quiet but also loud sobs escaping me as well.

“I don’t want to leave you (Y/N), trust me baby if it were up to me I would stay and be with you as your boyfriend. But I can’t….”
“Son of a bitch….” We heard Josh’s voice sigh one more time behind us.
I leaned away and gave him the biggest death stare of his life…
“I hope you’re happy Joshua.”
“(Y/N)-”
“No!! You’re gonna listen to ME this time! Brendon and I are gonna be together whether you like it or not!!”
“(Y/N)-”
“And no matter how much you BITCH about it it’s not gonna stop us!!”
“(Y/N)-”
“And you know what else?!-”
“Shut up brat!! Let me talk!! Geez! You’re worse than mom when you get heated! I feel sorry for your future gremlines that you’re gonna call your children! Now keep it zipped for one moment and hear me out!” He yelled.

Brendon took a hold of my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze to relax me.
I took a really deep breath and persuade him to go on…
“I’m sorry for the way I reacted earlier okay? I’ve been giving it some really deep thought the whole day and…you’re right I shouldn’t get to run your love life. I should be able to just trust you in making the right choices. And I hate to admit it but, Brendon is a really nice guy, I know he wont break your heart because I’ve seen the way he treats you from the time he’s been here with us. I’m sorry for being a jackass sometimes with you but you’re my little sister, just like dad would always say to you, no guy is ever gonna be good enough for you.”

More tears came down my face, but this time they were tears of happiness.
This is also why earlier I said, that I would take a bullet for this guy, I really would.
I ran up to him and gave him a bear hug…
“Thanks bro.”
“Yeah yeah, now get away from me.” Josh joked, playfully shoving my head which I did back.
“Thank you Josh.” Brendon tells him, also approaching him and giving him a handshake.
“No problem dude, and you don’t have to leave so put your stuff back in your room. You can stay here until you really have to go. BUT! If the two of you are really gonna be together, I’m gonna lay down just a few rules!” My brother sternly states, pointing his index finger at us.
We both took a deep breath, and waited for him to hit us with all the strictness he has.

“Okay what are they?…” I lightly pressed.
“First of all, no making out in front of me! No PDA whats so EVER in front of me. Or I will kill both of you in your sleep!”
“Sounds fair.” Brendon slightly laughed, and eventually I agreed as well, although it’s gonna be hard.
“Alright, second! If you guys are gonna do the dirty-”
“Joshua!” I scolded, I don’t ever want my brother even thinking about that with us! Doesn’t mean it’s not gonna happen though just saying.
“Wait I want to hear this.” My new boyfriend smirked.
“Watch it Urie.” Josh warned, making his sexy smirk dissapear.
“As I was saying, if you guys are gonna do the dirty it has to be OUTSIDE of this house! And I’m gonna be able to tell if you did because I’m the one who does laundry here! Understand?”
“Yeah yeah.” I roll my eyes.
“And lastly, you sleep in your own bedrooms every night.”
“But-”
“Period!!”

We both huffed and slowly nodded in hesitation to agree with his stupid little rules.
“Got it.” We said in unison.
“Okay, now can we please get some sleep while the moon is still up? Goodnight.”
“Goodnight Joshy.” I replied.
As soon as he was out of sight I pulled my man’s shirt down and kissed him.
He deepened the kiss a little and then peppered my face in pecks that made me giggle.
“So I guess we’re official now huh?” He beamed.
“I guess we are, see you in the morning boyfriend.” I grinned.
Brendon pecked my lips once more and them my cheek.
“Goodnight, my beautiful girlfriend.”
We went ahead back inside our rooms, atleast now I’m returning to bed with a huge smile on my face that makes my cheeks surely be sore when I wake up.
I grab my pillow and hug it tight as my eyes slowly drifted off to sleep, but then I wake up in a realization that…

I still need to go to the bathroom….

(Hopefully I did a good job on this and this is what the anon who requested this had in mind ✨)
-YessyLove🌶

Worth

Words: 1.7k

Summary: Reader feels justifiably upset and used by her asshole boyfriend and Castiel comforts her.

Warnings: Some angst, mentions of losing virginity to an asshole (nothing descriptive, just a conversation about negative feelings,) language, mostly fluffy comfort


A/N: I think this might have a part 2 if anyone wants one. Tag list is at the end, let me know if you’d like to be added.

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Sokka: “Toph, what do you think she (Suki) meant when by ‘another who cares for you’? That’s kind of weird, isn’t it?”

Toph: “You…are so…stupid! Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!”

Sokka: “Toph, jess, stop! What’s the matter?”

Toph: “What’s the matter? What’s the matter? You’re an idiot!”

Sokka: “Oh…”

Quick draw of Tokka fanart based on a scene from an awesome tokka fanfic “Release” by Superbleh11. I wanted to thank lovelyrugbee for recommending it to me. It totally made my day! After listening to it (in audiobook form using an application), I feel like I’ve been walking in sunshine until now. LOL!

(Note: I’m not sure if I made Sokka’s bandages and wound in the right position but ah well…)

GUYS I HAD A HORRIBLE REALIZATION!!

So in the end of Season 2 you all remember this?

It was perhaps possible that Lex was going to be the next UN Secretary General. 

And within the timeline of the show it was 2016 right?

Well guess what, it’s 2016 and look what happened.

This idiot, ego-centric narcissist just became president of the United States

I don’t know how but Greg Weisman predicted political unrest four years later

So I have a feeling with the time skip that will most likely happen in season 3

Lex Luthor is going to be undoubtingly the next UN Secretary General

Same here, Superman

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“You don’t have to love me.”

His words were like an icy cold smack to the face. This man had endured so much pain and controlled himself so well and yet he thought your love was only artificial through pity.

“You’re an idiot,” you whispered, “to think I don’t do anything more than pity you. You Bruce Banner are so much more then you think. I would never surrender myself to that sympathy. I do feel sorry for you sure but that will never compare to the amount of respect I have.”