what if he thinks i mean it sarcastically

Stress Fuck

For the drabble game

10. ‘Ow, that hurt!’

20. ‘We’ve been going out for (so long) and you’re only just finding this out?’

30. ‘Fuck me.’

Jungkook x reader smut

Word count: 958

Originally posted by tahyns


“Oh my god, fuck me.” You groaned, hands going to your hair and pulling on your locks as stress overtook your life. Jungkook looked up from his phone,

“Sure. Where shall we go? The bed? The sofa?”

You rolled your eyes, “Jungkook, you know what I mean.”

A slight smirk tugged on his lips. “I don’t think I do.”

You exhaled, choosing to ignore your boyfriend. You sat back in your chair and gazed at your laptop screen, looking at the word count of a report you were writing. ‘0 words’.

“What great progress.” Jungkook commented as he came up behind you.

“Stop being sarcastic.” You spat lightly. “I’m so stressed.”

Jungkook stayed silent but you felt the familiarity of his lips on your neck and shoulder, kissing small trails up and down the flesh and sucking blue and purple galaxies into the skin. You closed your eyes and relished in the moment. Maybe the stress relief could really help you…

Your eyes snapped open as he nipped on your earlobe, causing pain. It may have been small but it was sudden, catching you off guard. “Ow, that hurt!”

“Oh come on, babe.” Jungkook chuckled, “You know you like it.”

You didn’t deny it.

“Shall we go to the bedroom?” Jungkook asked, but before you could reply, he was already scooping you up in his arms, one arm around your back and under your arms and the other arm tucked under your knees. You squealed and held on tightly, not wanting to fall.

The report could wait until later.

You kicked off your shoes while Jungkook was halfway up the stairs, still carrying you in his arms. He kicked off his own shoes when he entered the bedroom.

Once Jungkook had laid you below him on the bed, you both raced each other to take all of your clothes off. Jungkook won by a second as you got tangled up in your underwear, giving up with a small laugh as you let your legs flop against the bed. “I’m stuck…”

Jungkook let out his man cackle, bunny teeth showing as he hooked his fingers under the waistband. He dragged the material down, but not without letting the nails of his other fingers scratch against your skin lightly, raising goosebumps but also making you shy away from his touch. “That tickles,” You murmured, only giggling slightly.

“What? Your legs are ticklish?” Jungkook gawked, stroking up and down the side of your thigh, making you shuffle away as your giggles became louder.

“We’ve been going out for 8 months now and you’re only just finding this out? Catch on, Kookie.”

Your boyfriend didn’t reply as he leant down to kiss you on the lips, taking your bottom lip between his and gently nibbling before releasing the pink flesh. His knees came up onto the bed and his palms held himself up, resting on the bed on either side of you. You attached your lips to his neck, kissing behind his ear and then where his hairline starts on the back of his neck, sucking on the skin before letting go as Jungkook’s fingers slowly entered you, making you shiver and shudder, eyes rolling to the back of your head as he did his work, curling his fingers in a way that made you want to explode.

Jungkook used his free hand to open your legs wider as he continued fingering you, then he went to touch himself as he felt your walls contracting around his digits. Your laboured breaths mixed with his grunts as he became more desperate to fuck you.

“Fuck, Jungkook I need you… fuck me…” You pleaded, voice high pitched as you whined.

Jungkook didn’t need to be told twice.

He removed his fingers. He then looked you in the eyes; making sure you were looking at him before putting his fingers, soaked in your slick, in his mouth, sucking on them. The sight made you even more wet, making you want him more than ever.

“Please Jungkook,” You were growing impatient and Jungkook was always the person to test it. Times like this was not an exception.

“Alright alright,” He joked, leaning down to give you another kiss before he lead himself to your entrance, slowly thrusting into you and stretching you out. It had been too long since you last had this: You, Jungkook, and some privacy. It was what you needed.

The bed rocked as Jungkook rolled his hips into yours, his jaw clenching as he focused on making you and himself feel good. You were moaning quietly, but they were slowly growing louder.

“Fuck.” Jungkook groaned, lips brushing against your own lips then against the tip of your nose.

You tightened your legs around his waist and pulled him further into you, loving the sensation of his cock hitting your g-spot. Your mouth hung open in a silent cry as you shivered, before relaxing again and moaning as Jungkook skillfully angled his hips and continued to hit that spot. Jungkook even had to bite into your shoulder as he tried to hang on for a few more moments, before finally releasing into you. His hand came down to rub at your clit, his hip thrusts faltering as he overstimulated himself so he can help you achieve your own orgasm.

With the stimulation to your clit, you couldn’t help but climax and contract around Jungkook, making him wince at the sensation. Low pitched whines escaped your lips as your back arched, body moving towards Jungkook, he then wrapped his arm around your middle. You finally came down from your high and Jungkook pulled out of you, holding your sticky, sweaty body to his.

“How’s the stress level?” He asked.

“Lower.”

You both chuckled.  

also jw but why didn’t they bother showing us the scene where keith tells everyone he’s galra??? thats kind of an important moment???? wtf?? like. we don’t even rly get to see shiro’s reaction, and he was There. what did coran do??? it didn’t look like coran was avoiding keith like allura was but was he at all upset?? we dont know!! what did lance do??? did he make a sarcastic comment like “oh great now i bet he thinks he’s better than me bc he’s part alien” ??? was pidge all excited and geeking out abt the genetics and what this could mean abt keiths abilities and Science??? i bet hunk just said “but u arent purple?” and asked if he was gonna sprout big fluffy ears. and then that made lance laugh. and then pidge said that if he didnt have fluffy ears by now he probably never would. and then shiro was like guys this isn’t rly the most important thing to be discussing rn. but yes pidge i agree i think if he was gonna have galra ears he’d have them by now. where is this quality content???? dark dreamworks show me the forbidden alien content

eene-fangirl  asked:

What are yourtop 3 favorite Edd moments and why?

oh gosh but there’s so many its hard to pick just 3… lemme think

I mean I basically love any moment when Double D is being sarcastic smart ass or hiding his true intentions and that’s a LOT. But here are 3 i can think of off the top of my head.

3. When he gets PISSED at Sarah for blowing a raspberry in his face and getting spit all over him in Is there an Ed in the House It’s the first time we see Double D threaten someone with violence and it is A++ lmfao because he is so just not the type.

2. In Pain in the Ed, when Eddy was faking puberty by gluing carpet to his armpits, Double D tells Eddy he seriously doubts his plan at trying to look manly will actually work. But when Nazz disses Eddy, Double D starts sweating and reaches in his armpits in shame and pulls out carpet that he put there too! fucking hilarious. Actually like, just Double D in that whole episode. he was a perfectly smart sneaky, deceptive mf and it was great. and then the END. just. yes.

1. Fucking Double D’s performance in Thick as an Ed had me rollin’. just his overall reactions to Ed and his stinky cheese were hilarious, especially when he fucking disintegrates from the stench. like he is just SO overcome by the repulsiveness of Sheldon the cheese that he just spends the whole ep complaining about it and trying to get rid of it but keeps winding up right next to it. He is just too foreal and so extra. also, He says “stank.” i fucking love it.

Honorable mentions: in A Twist of Ed idk why, but i LOVE when he fucking screams at Ed and Eddy when they repeatedly chant “think think think” louder and louder at Edd until he just goes “VERY WELL THEN!!!” and then later in the episode when they are trying to trick the Kanker sisters and he actually does a good job of being around girls and not fainting, and enjoys making them run away.

Edd in Scrambled Ed. Just Edd the whole episode being knocked the fuck out.

Anyway I basically love season 2-4 Edd best

Remember when All Might explained to Izuku how One for All will rip his body apart if his body isn’t strong enough to hold all that power?

I know, that fact has already been exploited a lot by showing how Izuku breaks his own bones, but there is something that just came to me and that I really like… (in a dark, sarcastic, Bakugou-way like, I mean).

What if, in the future, All for One will somehow find a way to get around the fact that One for All can only be passed on when the owner wants it to, and he manages to steal it. And when he tries to use it, he goes full power, aiming to destroy Izuku and All Might with their own power…

…and just Crack – limbs broken.

I mean, given that he has to use machines to be able to fight and has pipes attached to his face – not to mention how his face looks – we can assume that he is not really in a great physical shape. His body is quite weak, actually. Him using One for All would basically result in a self-destruction.

I don’t know, that thought just occurred to me, and it would be really ironic if something like that ever happened.

Chuuya: YOU BITCHES WANT SOME??!!

Kenji: ohhh some what?

Chuuya: *sarcastically* cookies, fresh from the oven

Kenji: oh boy, yes please!

Yosano: there aren’t any cookies, kenji. he was lying

Kenji: *tearing up* w-why would he do that?

Yosano: oh great, now look what you did- you made him cry

Chuuya: *flustered* well, I-I didn’t mean to… I’m, fuck, I’m- I’m sorry, kid

Yosano: he doesn’t need an apology, he needs cookies. Go get some, and while you’re at the store, you think long and hard about what you’ve done

Chuuya: *hangs head in shame* yes ma’am

Like That | Bellamy Blake

REQUEST

Hey, could you do the 28 and 29 from prompt list #5 with Bellamy? Btw, loved “Thank You” with Murphy, keep up the good work ☺️

#28: “Wait what?”

#29: “I have to share a tent with wHO?”

Originally posted by magicalice

“I have to share a tent with wHO?” Bellamy asked, voice raising in annoyance and disbelief.

“Don’t act so happy,” you replied sarcastically, walking up to where Clarke and Bellamy stood arguing.

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  • Ok so the argument Dean and Cas have in the Impala (in 12.11) all I could think of is an arguing couple...
  • Dean: [sarcastically] "Wow this Benjamin seems pretty cool, you know like he wouldn't make any half-cocked-knee-jerk choices"
  • Castiel: "Yeah, you know what I like about him? Is that he's sarcastic but he's thoughtful and appreciative too."
  • Dean: [Jealous!Dean] "What's that supposed to mean???"

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█░     HIGH SUMMONER ( 大召喚士 )

     “ It’s a skill. ”

Comfort.// Albus Potter x Reader.

Title: Comfort.

Prompt: Can you please do one with Albus (please use Sam Clemmett if you want) when he likes you but you’re his best friend. And the reader is really sarcastic and mean but lovely if she wants and he always goes to her for cuddles. That would be amazing thanks.

Pairing: albus potter x reader

Warning: another ‘he’ ‘she’ only pronoun story and another blurb bc I couldn’t think of a good plot for the imagine.

A/N:


He lay beside her in the common room. She had been stroking his hair for what felt like hours, but she knew it calmed him.

He wasn’t sure if he was okay, and neither was she. The boy took in a shaky breath, closing his eyes again, remembering the fight between him and his father.

“Sometimes I wish you weren’t my father!” the boy screeched, “Well, sometimes I wish you weren’t my son.” The older man harshly said. The boys eyes watered as he quickly ran out of his room.

“Shhh,” the girl hushed when she heard a soft whimper out of him.

“It’s okay,” she muttered, “If anything, if he was a few years younger and not your father, I’d beat his arse for you.” She smiled, the boy giggled, which made her heart flutter.

They weren’t very different. She was in Gryffindor and he was in Slytherin that was the only difference. They both had a sarcastic attitude and she was meaner than he was. More cold. But that’s what he loved about her.

She wasn’t like his father or mother who loved helping people; she was honestly, the opposite of Gryffindor.

The girl looked at the boy who started cuddling into her more than before. Her heart fluttered as she looked at him, she smiled slightly, knowing when he does that he’s about to fall asleep.

“Goodnight.” She whispered, kissing his head wrapping her arms around him. His cheeks flushed as he mumbled a ‘goodnight.’

anonymous asked:

For the get to know me meme: 21, 22, & 23?

21. age and birthday
// im 18 and ill be turning 19 on june 23!!

22. description of crush
// LMAO i don’t rly have like…a hardcore crush but most of yall know im into my cute professor so ill just describe him a lil hnnnhh he has rly nice hair n light blue eyes and the cutest lil nose ever bye…..he’s also super smart and passionate about his job and he’s the type of person that will do what he thinks is the right thing even if it means breaking the rules ((which hes kind of doing for me rn with the poem guy situation)) he also has a hilarious and sarcastic sense of humor

23. fear(s)?
// im paying for uni completely by myself with grant money n scholarships n even tho it’s not likely bc im making all As, im just always thinking about what’s gonna happen next semester like what if i lose my grants and scholarships and can’t go back to school hnnnhnnhnh

This Never Happened (Requested)

Dylan has had a minor cold for the past few days and there’s no denying that you gave it to him. Everyone knows that when ½ of a couple gets sick, it’s expected for the other half to follow up soon after. You’ve been feeling guilty about this since he first started having symptoms but didn’t think it was a big deal. That is, until he starts taking his anger out on you.

“Do you want some of this?” You say with your mouth full of food as you motion toward the plate in your lap.

Dylan is sitting across from you at the dining room table with his arms crossed. He’s barely touched his food. He looks up and says sarcastically, “No. I’ve shared enough with you for a while. Thanks.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You fire back. It’s not usual for him to say something so rude to anyone and actually mean it, let alone you.

“You so generously shared your germs with me and now I’m sick.”

With a strong roll of your eyes you let out, “I know I got you sick, Dylan. And I said I’m sorry. What more do you want?” This gets no response from Dylan so you take it as a sign he’s dropped things. You start eating again but your head shoots up when you hear the loud clink of his fork hitting the table and his voice shout,

“I want you to be considerate for once!” Dylan stands up and starts heading for the door as if he’s about to leave. There’s no way you’re letting him get the last word in this unfair argument.

“Are you really mad at me for going to see you last week? I’m sorry I missed my boyfriend and didn’t want to let a cold get in the way if us spending time together!”

He turns around and shouts, “Well now I have this crazy fever and a cough I can’t shake, so thanks a lot!”

“You’re being ridiculous right now! I can’t believe you actually have a grudge against me for this. Couples always get sick together.”

His voice gets even louder as he says, “But I didn’t want to get sick with you, Y/N! You think this is some game, that I can just lay around with you and be lazy like I don’t have work or important things to go to. I miss one day and everything gets backed up.”

“I didn’t mean it that way, I just-” before you can finish your sentence Dylan cuts back in.

“Why couldn’t you have just stayed away from me?!”

You think of how it would be ideal to have no reaction to that last comment. If only you were able to let the words dry on your skin and disappear like water. But instead they sting like rubbing alcohol on a wound and there’s no way you can just let things go now. Your eyes become moist until they can’t take the weight and tears stream down your face. In between all these thoughts you say, “Wow, Dylan. You are such an asshole. Is that what you truly want? Me to "stay away” from you? Well don’t worry because you won’t have to deal with me anymore. I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to see how you really feel about me.“ You storm away and slam the door to your room shut behind you. Dylan enters almost immediately after, but before you can kick him out he starts apologizing.

"Y/N. Listen to me. Nothing that just came out of my mouth made sense.” He reaches toward your face to wipe your tears and you jerk away at first before allowing him back in. You look down at the floor while he continues. “I can’t believe I just said all that. You’re right, I’m such a douche bag. Or an asshole, I can’t remember which one you said but I’m both. I shouldn’t have talked to you the way I did.”

“No you shouldn’t have.”

“It’s not your fault that I got sick, this happens all the time. I’m just stressed and it made everything so much worse. I can’t believe I made you cry. I hate myself right now.”

You’re still sort of hurt by Dylan’s comments but you know he means it when he says he’s sorry. It almost looks like he has tears building up in his own eyes but he’s too embarrassed to show it. You place a hand on his shoulder before saying, “Let’s just pretend like this never happened. I forgive you.”

His eyes grow big with shock as if he wasn’t expecting to ever hear those last 3 words escape your mouth any time soon. He hugs you tightly and kisses you multiple times before letting go.

However, you aren’t planning on letting him slide so easily. As soon as you pull apart you say, “I still get to call you an asshole until I’m not angry anymore though.”

fxciem  asked:

KAYA AND LUCA

If They Had A Kid… (Meme)

Send me a pairing and I’ll fill this out with what their kid would be like! \ @fxciem && @inlxxstris

  • Name: Hikaru [ means ‘radiance’ ].
  • Gender: Male
  • General appearance: This boy is blond for both his parents’ genes, with caramel brown eyes [ gift from Kaya’s mom ], reaching Luca’s height when you less think of it. Has pale skin and a lean body type. 
  • Faceclaim:  Heiwajima Shizuo
  • Personality: Hella easy to fluster just like dad. Loves playing pranks on mom. Quiet. Very sarcastic and hard working when he wants to be. 
  • Special Talents: Cooking and crafting everything you want. 
  • Who they like better: On a constant fight with himself over who’s better. Most probably Kaya for spending more time with her, but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t enjoy getting in trouble with dad.  
  • Who they take after more: Kaya’s mom tbh. Guess both Luca and Kaya will be very surprised at first because she doesn’t have the light brown eyes but will realize those are Kaya’s mom’s eyes after checking photos together. 
  • Personal headcanons
    • Refuses to be a doctor like his parents but apparently, he can handle seeing blood, organs and medical rough stuff [ blame it on Kaya because she used to take him with her to the hospital when he was a kid ].
    • Gonna get into a lot of fights with dad because Hikaru cares a lot about him in particular for his anorexia condition.
    • Will insist on having a cat on his own. xD
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Show Chapter: Archive of Our Own | When the Winter meets the Spring
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Cerball smiled back. “We should forget the reasons that brought you here, then you would live in my lands, among my family, your family.”

Emer replied sarcastic reply. “I see. All you ask is for me to betray my father. I wonder how they, I mean your allies, can trust you. You’re betraying your blood. What could stop you from killing them as soon as they are not helpful?”

Ivar liked her way of thinking. He could see her answer has made her uncle nervous. He didn’t trust the man.

“I’m curious to know the answer to your niece’s question.” Ivar asked Cerball.

Cerball started blushing and said. “She is just a child. Her father sent her because he doesn’t take you seriously.”

Ivar looked at her face with an expression Emer couldn’t name. “She doesn’t look like a child for me.”

JEALOUSY (Septiplier Fanfic)

Prompt idea by onlythesassiest

“They adopt kittens and get no sleep or sex because kittens on faces, and cockblocking”

It was one warm morning when Mark and Jack were making breakfast. It only has been 10 minutes and they were already making a mess. A huge one.

“What are you doing?” Jack asked, looking at Mark while whipping the pancake batter. “What do you think am I doing?” Jack rolled his eyes playfully at Mark.

He dipped 2 fingers in the pancake batter and chuckled. “Hey Mark.” Before Mark could say anything, Jack put the dipped pancake batter fingers on Mark’s cheek and laughed. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.” He said sarcastically. Jack immediately ran away as Mark put 2 fingers on the pancake batter. “Yeah, better run away you asshole.”

Mark ran up the stairs and followed Jack to the bathroom. He turned the door knob and it was surprisingly open. Jack’s face was priceless when he saw Mark. “How the fuck did you open the door?” Mark slowly walked towards Jack as he showed his 2 dipped pancake batter fingers. “It wasn’t locked.” He grinned. “I swear to god I locked that damn door.” He was now cornered and Mark’s face was only an inch away from Jack’s. “Well, isn’t it too bad.” He whispered and put his pancake batter fingers on Jack nose. “Is it?” And kissed it off.

“Our apartment is such a mess.” Jack said. “It looks like kittens made a mess in here” Mark laughed. “You are a pussy, anyway.” Jack glared at him and slapped his arm playfully.

“Speaking of kittens, I want to adopt one.” Mark looked at Jack with a ‘are-you-kidding-me’ face. “Do you want our apartment to look like a hurricane just passed by?” Mark said. “I’d rather adopt a puppy.”

“Nah, I’m not a dog person.” Jack argued. “Well, I’m not a c-…” Mark paused and thought of saying he isn’t a cat person, but he realized that he is. “Fine. Besides, you are a pussy so that makes a lot of sense.” Mark smirked. “Shut up, ye bastard.”

“My kitten is a lot cuter. Yours look like crap.” Jack mocked.

“Hey, don’t talk to Kiwi like that!” Mark argued.

“Kiwi?” Jack asked, laughing.

“What’s so funny?” Mark asked with a harsh tone. “It has to have a name, y'know and I bet you still don’t have a name for your kitty.”

“I named him Sean. I named it with my own name, and it’s much cuter.” Jack sticked his tongue out. “Well I can’t argue with that considering you’re quite literally calling yourself a pussy.” Mark teased him.

“But I am your pussy.” Jack smirked. “If you know what I mean.”

“Oh-ho, you’re getting a little kinky there, Jackaboy.” Mark winked.

“And I can tell you’re liking it, Markimoo.”

Mark chuckled. He knows it’s true. He know he likes it when Jack gets kinky. “Oh you bet I do.”

For the whole entire day, they played with their kittens at the back of their apartment where is safe and full of grass. Jack couldn’t resist but get all jiggly.

It was late at night when they got to bed. They took really good care of them, but the kittens were getting rather annoying. Jack thought it would be hard at first, but Mark doubted that. “Kittens are really annoying no matter how long they stay. They could get even worse.”

“It can’t be that bad, can it?” Jack asked.

Mark just shrugged in response.

A few hours later, it was past midnight when the kittens meowed. It got louder and louder and Jack could feel paws crawling on his legs. He sat up and saw the 2 kittens on the bed. “How did you get up here?” He thought to himself.

He carried the kittens with both hands and put them back in their cage.

Jack hadn’t even reach the bed yet when he heard clanging sounds of metal. “Fucking hell” he cussed with annoyance in his voice. He knows exactly what that was.

No matter how many times Jack put the kittens back to their cage, they could still climb or even jump out of it. “We should have bought a new cage, but a lot bigger.”

It was 8 in the morning when Mark woke up. He slid beside Jack and kissed him on the cheek. “Good morning, you handsome Irish man.”

“Can I sleep for a few more hours? The kittens have been very stubborn and I kept putting them back in their cage and same thing happens.” Jack explained.

Mark didn’t understand what Jack was trying to say but he didn’t bother asking him. “Alright. I’ll take them for a walk.” And kissed his cheek again.

After hours and hours of Mark playing with both kittens at the park, they got tired and Mark decided to go home and maybe check on Jack if he’s still asleep. Probably.

Mark slowly and quietly went inside the apartment with both kittens on his arm fast asleep. He went upstairs and before he checked on Jack, he placed the sleeping kittens on their cage and sat on the opposite side of the bed, where his boyfriend is still asleep…and snoring.

“Damn, he’s really tired.” He mumbled. He slid beside him and put his arm around Jack’s waist. He studied every single part of his face: his forehead, his bushy eyebrows, his long eyelashes, his nose, his kissable lips. Those lips.

He stared at Jack’s lips longer than the other part of his face. He bit his own lips and leaned towards crashing into Jack’s. He didn’t care if he wakes Jack up, he just wanted to kiss him. He was craving for him. He kissed him deeper when he felt Jack kissing him back. Mark pulled away with his hand on Jack’s cheek.

“Thanks for giving me the best wake up call.” Jack whispered. Mark chuckled and kissed him again. More passionately and deeper. Mark went on top of Jack without breaking the kiss. But when he started to unbutton Jack’s shirt. The kittens meowed and stopped him from doing it.

“Wait, hold on.” Jack sat up and went straight to the kittens. Mark rolled his eyes annoyingly. “Well then…”

That night, Mark got in bed first than Jack. But usually, Jack used to be the first one to go to bed than Mark for some reasons. When Jack finally slid beside Mark, he faced his back on Jack without saying anything. He sighed. “Hey.” Jack said moving closer to Mark and wrapped his arms from behind. “What?” He said practically annoyed.

“I uh, nothing. I just want to kiss you.” Jack said resting his head on Mark’s huge arm.

“Go to sleep, Jack.” Mark said as he removed Jack’s arm wrapping around him.

“Are you alright, Mark? What happened? You never refuse to kiss me before when I ask you to” Jack said, slightly offended.

Mark sat up with a pillow on his lap, resting his arms on it. “You want to know why I’m annoyed?” Mark asked trying to tone his voice down.

Jack waited for his answer.

“I admit, I got jealous.” He quaffed. “I got jealous because your focus was all on the kittens. Not on me.”

Jack sighed. “Oh you silly goober.” He said pinching his nose. “You need to know that they need to be loved and took care of too.” He clarified. “But you also need to know that I will always love you more than anything in this world, Mark.”

Mark blushed and smiled, peering at Jack’s light blue Sapphire eyes. Jack put his thumb under Mark’s chin and kissed him just like he always wanted. It got more passionate when suddenly, the kittens meowed again. Like they were trying to disturb them on purpose.

Mark glared at the direction where the kittens were. “Do you mind? We’re trying to have our moment here.” Jack laughed.

“This is why we should have adopted puppies instead.” Mark told Jack jokingly.

Wouldn’t it be nice to just sit down with an adult, someone like your boss and ask them, “Hey man, how’s life? How’s it going?” And not mean it in some sarcastic ‘I don’t actually give a damn, I’m just trying to get a raise’ kind of way, but in a 'I’m genuinely curious about you and your stories’ kind of way. And instead of wondering, “What’s up with this guy?” wouldn’t it be nice if he answered with a story about a fishing trip he took over the weekend at the sound where he and his father has gone for the last thirty years? And instead of thinking in your head how lame or boring this whole story is, wouldn’t it be nice to ask him how this tradition came to be, how it’s lasted so long and how his relationship with his father is? And maybe instead of blowing you off as some nosy son of a gun, wouldn’t it be nice if he explained that the usual fishing spot is where his father met his mother when she jumped in to save him years and years ago? And that his mother had passed away recently from the c-word which he refuses to say, so his father returns to that spot every summer hoping to catch the mermaid he had seen save his life as he was on his last conscious breath? These are the stories whizzing pass us on our daily commutes, sitting alone at the lunchroom table, and behind those office doors. But it seems they’re not the stories we care about, and I wonder then if I should care about anything at all.
—  Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #11 // W.S.

holandrodens  asked:

klaroline

Who is more likely to hurt the other? Caroline
Who is emotionally stronger? Caroline
Who is physically stronger? Klaus
Who is more likely to break a bone? Klaus, I mean c’mon, he gets into fights on a daily basis.
Who knows best what to say to upset the other? Caroline
Who is most likely to apologise first after an argument? I think it’s more of a silent agreement that they got over it and ready to talk again and stuff? The way I see it, none of them would actually apologize.
Who treats who’s wounds more often? Caroline (with lots of scolding and complaining and sarcastic remarks)
Who is in constant need of comfort? Both? But I feel like Klaus needs it more even though he doesn’t show it.
Who gets more jealous? Caroline, Klaus is more like ‘I’m just gonna kill every guy who goes near her’ kind of jealous.
Who’s most likely to walk out on the other? Both, but Caroline does it more.
Who will propose? Caroline in a ‘You’re gonna marry me’ kind of way, I can’t see them getting married though.
Who has the most difficult parents? KLAUS, duh
Who initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public? Klaus
Who comes up for the other all the time? Klaus
Who hogs the blankets? Caroline
Who gets more sad? Caroline
Who is better at cheering the other up? Caroline
Who’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes? Caroline, DO YOU REMEMBER THE SCENE WHERE SHE ASKS FOR A PROM DRESS?? SHE FREAKING SLAPPED HIM WITH HER FACE EXPRESSION.
Who is more streetwise? Caroline
Who is more wise? -
Who’s the shyest? If we’re talking in a relationship, Klaus
Who boasts about the other more? Klaus
Who sits on who’s lap? They don’t do that, but Caroline likes to lie her head on his lap.

Send me a ship and I’ll tell you…

First kiss with Stiles 

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I stand by my locker gathering my stuff for my next class, I shut my locker and yelp in response to Stiles standing behind the now shut locker door. “Jesus stiles!” I say “sorry babe did I scare you?” he says sarcastically. He walks me to class and kisses me on the cheek, and walks off to his class. I know what you must be thinking ‘why didn’t he kiss me on the lips’ well you see I haven’t had my first kiss yet, I know, I know, I’m 17, but I guess it just never happened, I mean stiles is my first boyfriend. So I guess the moment was never available.

*After school*

I’m seated on Stiles’ bed doing my homework. “Hey I want to try something” Stiles says breaking the silence in the room “okay” I nervously say. He leans over closer to me and kisses my cheek, down my jaw, and to my neck. He finds my sweet spot and lightly sucks on it, he kisses back up my neck and kisses me right on the lips. I’m in shock because, I don’t know what to do, but then I move my lips and they become in sync with his. He pulls away and just looks at me, I can feel my face get hot, I smile and look at the ground. Stiles notices my action and lifts my chin with his finger and lightly presses his lips to mine.

I’ve spent a possibly worrying amount of time watching Black-ish today, and this sentence came up: “YO! I think my brother and his husband are gay!”

And my immediate thought was DESTIEL, but Sam wouldn’t be that unobservant. Unless he was being really, really sarcastic.

And then I remembered.

Dean doesn’t just have one brother.

He’s got two.

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Marvel Character Analysis 🙅

Loki - Gemini ♊️

“I never wanted the throne, I only ever wanted to be your equal!“ – Thor (the movie)

How could it not be? I mean… the freaking god of Mischief! also a shapeshifter

Another drama queen, who says he fights for equality but deep inside wants the power the other has, but the moment they achieve it they get bored and go annoy someone else. They also “walk in the shadows”, despite they seem to be an opened book, you can never really tell the many things they are plotting thinking.

Yes, Geminis are twisted like that! I mean, they have their qualities of course, like the cleverness, the quick mind, the curiosity, etc. The ones we see mostly in Loki are the talkativeness, the sass and the charm. Although what we really see in him is the bad side: envious, tortuous, unfaithful, sarcastic, TRICKY, mischievous, unreliable, evasive, cold, captious, manipulative, two faced and, as all air signs, is always trying to be the “superior being” by assuming a cold and rational figure but they have no idea how much of love they lack.

Basically: that quiet and harmless-looking guy who managed to fuck everything up and everyone wants to punch. “Evidently there will be a line”.

In conclusion: Geminis are not fully bad, they just change sides their mind very often :D

*I don’t own any rights on this character, this is just my opinion/for fun.

Do you agree? Do you not? Let me know :)