what the hell did i just say

Be Mine (Andre Burakovsky)

Anonymous said:

Can you please do an Andre Burakovsky imagine about yn being a famous actress and her and Andre have been seeing each other but they don’t have a label. And Andre takes her out to hang out with the team and one andres friends asks what they are and they both say different things yn says just friends and Andre says dating and it’s awkward and cute and when they got home Andre and yn get in a little fight about what they are and it’s cute and fluffy pls!!!!! Thank you

Word count: 1254

Author’s note: Holy hell I finally finished an imagine

Originally posted by temipanarin

Andre smiles at you reassuringly as he leads you into the small restaurant in downtown D.C., both of you keeping your hoods up to avoid the paparazzi.

“How long have the two of you been hiding your-”

“Are you a couple-”

“When did this-”

The shouts of the questions and the flashes of the cameras die down as the doors swing closed, blocking the paparazzi from coming in. The hostess smiles at the two of you and wordlessly leads you to the back, where Andre’s teammates have already been set up.

“I’m sorry about that, really. They’re absolute vultures!” You complain, removing your hood and sunglasses.

“Don’t worry about it, they follow hockey players around too.” Andre says, trying to pin some of the blame on himself.

“Sweetheart, don’t flatter yourself.” You half-joke. While Andre does have a point, you do have a small hunch that the majority of the paparazzi is after you, the actress who’s shot to fame in recent months, the actress who everyone is saying will win her first Oscar with her very first role. You’re not vain in the slightest, and you hate when people talk like that; you had originally just done acting as a hobby when you started college. For some reason, the paparazzi was obsessed with you now.

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anonymous asked:

What did Lindsey say?

I just realized I havent ‘really’ answerd any of those Lindsey asks.

Okay so in the meet & Greet and also in the panels lindsey talked about season 4 and things that already happend. And that one time she was like ‘oh you obviously already know that 😂 it already aired’ and you saw in the peoples faces that they had no idea what the hell she was talking about. Lindsey was so proud of those scenes and her 'fans’ didnt even watch it. She quickly changed the topic but you could se that she was dissapointed. And honestly I am too. They work so hard to make the best with the script they have given. And not even their fans watch it. I’m mad about what happend with lexa too but the show wasnt about lexa. And it’s never been JUST alycia. She has her show now and she moved on. She doesnt always want to be known for clexa only. So eliza. Eliza loved clexa yeah but life goes on. If you dont love Eliza without Alycia then yeah maybe you should leave. But if you care about Eliza, Lindsey and everyone else then you stay and support them. Because THEY want a season 5. THEY love working together and I love seeing them together. We talked about it with Rhiannon a bit at the Party and she said she totally understands that some of us stopped watching, she loved lexa too but there are so many other amazing actors and they do their best.
We will never see them in a show together again if we dont watch. We will never see them on Conventions. They all have a great on screen chemistry and am not ready to give that up yet.
Yes I would be fucking pissed if they make bellarke happen okay. But there will always be stuff we dont like. Its not the end of the world. Eliza said that too. Live always goes on bad things happen. But guys I saw the dissapointment in their faces when they realized most of the people in the room didnt even care about the show the worked so hard for and didnt even take the time to watch. That their FANS dont care about their work anymore because of something jason did. Thats fucking sad and I really dont wanna be part of something like that. I love them all. I keep watch and keep support. It has never been about alycia.

@sapphicgeek: So, I want to tell you all what happened in the store today. It’s probably the single greatest moment I have ever experienced working here. After the usual Saturday rush, a teenage girl comes in. She looks absolutely terrified and when I greet her she jumped. She starts going up and down the new release wall and the poor thing looks completely overwhelmed. So, I make my way over to her and ask if I can help her find anything. She quietly admits that she was looking for Supergirl. We’re walking to the Super area when I ask if she watches the show. She smiles a bit and nods. Says Alex is her favorite. I mention that I’m a huge #Sanvers shipper and the poor thing just breaks down in tears. I’m trying to figure out what the hell I did to upset her. She’s crying and I’m freaking out. After a minute or so, everything clicks. I’m staring down a crying baby gay. One who was having some big issues. I tell her that it was hard for me when I wanted to come out too. She finally stops crying and asks me if it gets easier.  We sit at the coffee bar and talked for a while. She tells me that after seeing it all over Tumblr she binged SG. And when she got to Alex’s coming out arc was when things hit her. She tells me that she’s just wanted to kill herself for so long and that she had tried but just made herself sick. But as Alex’s arc continued she said she realized that she started to see that she could be happy, that she could be loved. She didn’t want to die anymore. For the first time, she didn’t want to die because she got to see Alex be amazing and be queer. She said she came to the store hoping to find something to get her through the hiatus, so she wouldn’t fall back in depression. She had no idea gay comic characters were a thing, but wanted to try. I tell her about Batwoman, Midnighter, and Renee Montoya. I pull out my starters which are Batwoman: Elegy, Midnighter, and Gotham Central. I also dug up a copy of the Adventures of Supergirl, just to get her through. She had enough cash for one and was torn on which to get. She decides on Batwoman and asks if I can hold the rest for a while.  I was having an internal crisis at that time, because this kid was me years ago. I was barely holding off my own tears. I ended up buying the other 3 for her and I make her promise me that in 10 years she’ll help another queer kid. So, I’m out 60 bucks and I cried in the bathroom for an hour but it was damn worth it. 
So, @TheCWSupergirl @SupergirlStaff @chy_leigh and @florianalima the work you do means so much to us. Thank you. So, so, much. 

x, x, x

Did anyone else ever notice how truly WTF some of the promos for supernatural have been? Like you look at them and think “just what the everloving HELL are they trying to say here??” 

Take for example the very first season’s extended promo that aired in the UK. Known by many Padalecki enthusiasts as the boner promo for Jared’s obvious… uh… enthusiasm about the proceedings, it starts out with the standard Supernatural set up: the boys chilling in a generic abandoned house. Right from the opening shot, it looks like they maybe just had a fight. Perhaps they were playing an intense game of gay chicken that went a step too far and got confusing: 

Then out of nowhere, Sam gets groped by a ghost:

See what I mean? ENTHUSIASTIC. Dean is presumably still hanging out over by the wall on the other side of the room divider watching. It’s not voyeuristic or weird for one brother to watch another get felt up by a spirit, is it? Nah. But then she disappears abruptly and after some mutual sexy glowering, Dean heads in Sam’s direction perhaps to help him curb that enthusiasm:

No idea what the network was trying to say here but I LIKE IT VERY MUCH. 

Then you have season 6 promo photo shoot. Once again, it features brothers smoldering in a filthy flophouse.  

Sam’s knowing little smirk. The way he’s sitting with his legs spread wide. The fact that they have their hands resting right around the crotchal region in almost every picture. The prominently featured mattress. Really, CW? REALLY??

And finally just to prove they are still capable of providing us with wonderful confusingly sexual promos, we have season 12′s sizzle reel. 

Because why not make sexy eyes at your brother while pulling out your -ahem- sword? And if he reciprocates by whipping his own (larger) sword out, the least you can do is express how impressed you are, right?

Of course. It would be rude not to. One can only assume that they’re sauntering off for further phallic comparisons at the end there. 

I did this just for fun~ and without context (tbh for the hell of it ) What more could i say? I hope that you liked! you can take this like a breath (?) after the last update.  \(;-;)/ 
Oh! and by the way, this is a small collab with incorrect19days of this post.

Imagine Dragons Sentence Starters

“I’m sorry for everything.”
“Am I out of touch?”
“I’m going to mess this up.”
“This is just my luck…”
“From the second that I was born it seems I had a loaded gun…”
“In the meantime we let it go.”
“Who can you trust?”
“Show me a sign…”
“Take me away,”
“But I wanted the pain to disappear.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“Life isn’t always what you think it’d be.”
“I know that I did you wrong,”
“But will you trust me when I say that I’ll make it up to you somehow?”
“I know I let you down, didn’t I?”
“I gave you hell through all the years.”
“I bet my life on you.”
“Please forgive me for all I’ve done…”
“Don’t tell me to be strong.”
“Oh everything’s a mess…”
“Leave me to dream.”
“Oh quiet down, I’ve had enough!”
“I guess it’s now or never.”
“Maybe you could save my soul.”
“If only for a second, let me have you.”
“Tell me all your secrets, let me know you.”
“Things will change with time.”
“It’s not a picture perfect life.”
“Maybe I’m broken…”
“When everything comes crashing down, you’re all I know.”
“It all begins with a look in the eyes.”
“I wish I had a lifetime to capture every moment of you…”
“I’m a sensitive mess.”
“You’re a beautiful girl.”
“Let all whispers die.”
“Always be careful.”
“Just wanna live my life…”
“What you see is what you get.”
“Stop trying to be somebody else…”
“Welcome to the new age…”

GOT7 as things I have heard my friends say

Mark: “Why do people always think that I’ll shoot up the school just because I am quiet??”

Jaebum: “I lied to you guys… I actually really like when you all hug me. But.. Just not too often. Okay. I still need to seem cool.”

Jackson: “I am ready to fight. I will fight you. I will fight him. I will fight her. Hell. I will fight myself. I am ready for it.”

Jinyoung: “You’re a sinner.” (Why can I actually imagine Jinyoung saying this?)

Youngjae: “I picked you flowers outside, but I got yelled at for picking them. So I am giving you the flower petal that I kept anyway.”

Bambam: “Eww. Gross. Get that away from me.”

Yugyeom: “You know. I could have admitted to what I did, but it was easier to blame someone else for it.”

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everyone in hell probably talks like this

  • Rose: Hey Ladybug and Chat Noir are so cute together
  • Juleka: yeah
  • Alya: I know, right?
  • Mylene: Didn't Ladybug kiss Chat Noir that one time?
  • Chloe: oh yeah, that was cute!
  • Marinette: but... Didn't she just do it to save him? *looking away*
  • Adrien: *smashes through window*
  • Marinette:
  • Marinette: why are you at my house
Introduction Starters 2
  • "I'm sorry, have we met?"
  • "Here, let me help you with that."
  • "You look familiar to me."
  • "Excuse me, but I've lost a dog..."
  • "Store's closed. Come back tomorrow."
  • "Nice shirt."
  • "Is there anything I can do for you?"
  • "Are you ready?"
  • "What is that you're listening to?"
  • "Can I see that?"
  • "I'm sorry but I dropped something and it rolled by your foot."
  • "I thought about saying a bad pick-up like but decided to just go with 'Hi!'."
  • "Did you come where with anyone?"
  • "What you see is what you get."
  • "I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name."
  • "Can you believe them?"
  • "Can we share a taxi?"
  • "Who the hell are you?"
  • "Was that the last one?"
  • "Who do we have here?"
  • "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention. What did you say?"
  • "If you could be anywhere in the world right now, where would you be?"
  • "Life's not fair, is it?"
  • "I wouldn't do that if I were you."
  • "Beg your pardon, forgot to knock."

having a mental illness is so wild bc like some days u just wake up like ‘oh hey look at that my body doesn’t belong to me again, let’s just… ignore that and hope it goes away lmao’ or spend days feeling every little thing like your emotional intensity’s been dialled up to eleven and then feel absolutely nothing for days or have a full on emotional crisis and want to die but you can’t feel any severity in the situation bc that’s just how things always are?? basically what i’m tryna say is it’s scary as hell and i sure as hell did not sign up for this

i just saw the clip where briana starts bragging about knowing “the real story” about louis’ name im…

oh my god. this is incredibly embarrassing for her and fucking pathetic. and then olivia says “don’t mess with the baby mama”

are they FIVE…like… what the fuck did i just watch

oh my god i just

please for the love of all that is holy let this be rock bottom and let us never have to witness something so terribly pathetic and embarrassing and what the fuck ever again

“Watch Me”

Teaser: “Malfoy, give up. I’m not looking for a relationship. Especially not one with the likes of you.” 

“Please, love,” he drawled. “If anyone could break your no relationship mantra, it would be me.”

“I’d love to see you make that happen.”

“Just watch me.”

⇢ Basically, Malfoy is in for one hell of a ride.
Requested by @powerpuff-bucky.

“What do you say, Y/L/N? Would you do me the honor of accompanying me to Hogsmeade this Saturday?”

You whirled around to see Draco Malfoy lazily striding toward you. Now, you’ve had him in a few of your classes and you’ve exchanged brief conversations, but lately your interaction level seemed to increase. As did your annoyance level. “Pardon?”

“I didn’t stutter, correct? I said Hogsmeade. How about it?”

“Hogsmeade sounds great.” You smiled wryly. “Hogsmeade with you? Well, that’s a different story.”

You made your way back to your common room as quickly as possible, abruptly ending the short lived conversion. As you entered, you tried to ignore your friend’s what-the-hell-was-that look.

“Oh, please. Don’t give me that look. If I knew what that was about, I would tell you.” You folded your arms and stared blankly at your unfinished assignments. “What the bloody hell is Draco trying to get at? Who asks someone on a date to Hogsmeade when they hardly know the person.”

“Well, Y/N, usually when people go on dates, it’s to get to know each other. Shocking–I know.”

“Funny.” You took a deep breath as you straightened your posture. “Who does Malfoy think he is? It’ll take a lot more than a shout across the field to get a date out of me.” You tilted your chin up. “I have standards.”

You felt a wadded up ball of parchment hit your face. “Whatever you say, Drama Queen.”

+ + +

You drummed your fingers against the table, waiting for Charms to begin. Your Charms lesson fell right after lunch, but you arrived early to ask Professor Flitwick a question about the previous night’s assignment. As you began to zone out, you saw a shadow loom over you.

Lo and behold–it was Draco Malfoy. Behind him, you noticed, stood Blaise with the usual apathetic expression on his face.

“Do you guys need something or are you just here to bask in my presence?”

Even the indifferent Blaise had to snort at that.

“I actually have a question to ask you about yesterday’s homework assignment, but your presence is definitely a bonus.”

You looked up at him with an impassive expression. You blinked twice. It was no secret that Malfoy excelled at Charms–as he did with all his other courses–just as it was no secret that you, to put it lightly, found it difficult. It was a wonder how you passed your O.W.L. level Charms and an even bigger mystery as to why you continued on with the N.E.W.T. level.

“Do you remember the name of the water-making spell? I seem to have forgotten.”

Your expression turned to one of confusion. “That’s the question you need help with?”

“Yes,” Draco affirmed as Professor Flitwick announced the that beginning of class started and everyone should get to their seats.

“Oh…I’m actually not sure. Piscifors, maybe?” you said without any real thought.

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Blaise rub his temples. You could practically see the word “idiot” forming in his mind. However, you saw the side of Draco’s mouth quirk upward.

Well, you never did say you were good at Charms.

At the end of the lesson, Draco approached you as you made your way out of the door.

“Aguamenti,” he said.


“Piscifors is a Transfiguration spell that transforms the target into a fish, mind you. Aguamenti is the spell to make water. It can actually also be classified as a conjuration.”

You crossed your arms and turned your head slightly toward him. “Needed help on your homework, my arse.”

“I never said I needed help. I simply said I had a question. But it was a great excuse to talk to you, yes?”

“No,” you deadpanned, ending the conversation.

“So, Hogsmeade?” Draco asked as you started to head a different direction.

“Really, Draco? It’s like you’re asking for another rejection.”

He smiled smugly, ignoring your remark. “I know you will go on a date with me, Y/N.”

You rolled your eyes. “Malfoy, give up. I’m not looking for a relationship. Especially not one with the likes of you.”

“Please, love,” he drawled. “If anyone could break your no relationship mantra, it would be me.”

“I’d love to see you make that happen.”

He smiled a knowing smile that could only mean no good. “Just watch me.”

+ + +

Of course, by the time the weekend trip rolled around, you still had no intentions of accompanying Malfoy. You went with a couple of friends from your house instead.

“I scared him away, do you reckon? Couldn’t handle anymore rejections?” you mused as you walked with your friends down High Street.

One of them shook their heads. “It is Draco Malfoy we’re talking about, right? There’s no way he would give up so easily–or give up at all.”

You frowned. “I hate to admit it, but you’re probably right. Who knows where the next random encounter with him will be,” you said, signaling air quotes around the word ‘random.’

“Let’s not talk about Draco. Right now, we enjoy Hogsmeade. Butterbeer anyone?”

“Must you ask?” you laughed. “Also, I’ve been craving sweets from Honeydukes lately.”

With murmurs of agreement, you continued down the street, trying to push the thoughts of Malfoy to the back of your mind.

+ + +

As the weekend came to an end, you decided to head over to the library to try to complete your assignments before it Monday. As you stared at your Numerology and Grammatica textbook for Advanced Arithmancy Studies, you began to drift off. Holding off on Arithmancy homework until late at night wasn’t your brightest idea.

You jolted upright at a tap on your shoulder. “Hmm?” you mumbled, turning around in your seat. “Oh. It’s only you.”

“Only me? I would show more gratitude to someone who just saved you from Madam Pince’s wrath. Falling asleep in the library, darling, really? She would have hexed you out of here.”

“My hero. What would I have done without you?” You rolled your eyes, but felt a small smile playing on your lips. “Were you just here to save the damsel in distress or did you actually need something?”

His usual cocky expression dwindled down as he ran his fingers through his hair. “I…”

Your raised an eyebrow at him.

“I overheard you Saturday.”


“At Hogsmeade. You said you wanted Honeydukes…” Draco trailed off, his sentences quiet and unsure, contrasting with his normally eloquent tone. 

“I did,” you said in confusion. Your eyes searched him and settled on a giant bag he held in one hand. “Malfoy, what the bloody hell is in that thing?”

He cleared his throat in an attempt to regain composure. “It’s for you…“ He handed you the bag and you saw a glimpse of the inside. “I wasn’t sure which your favorite sweet was so I–”

“Bought practically all of them? Draco!” you said with incredulity, but felt the heat spreading across your face. “Are you crazy?”

“Only about you.”

That statement caused you to chuck a chocolate frog at his chest, container and all, just as Madam Pince walked by and yelled at you both to get out, threatening to hex your behinds’.

You ran a safe distance away from the library, attempting to control your breathing, with Draco right next to you, the Honeydukes bag in his hands. Once you made it away from the librarian’s line of fire, you and Draco looked at each other and started to laugh.

“Good going, Malfoy,” you said, shoving him. “I’ve never been chased out of the library before.”

“And you think I have?”

As the adrenaline wore down, you turned your attention back to the bag of sweets. “Draco, you really didn’t have to get me practically every treat in Honeydukes. A single jelly slug would’ve been good enough.”

“You deserve more than just good enough, love.”

You glared at him. “Please don’t make me throw another chocolate frog at you.”

“No need. I’m serious this time.” He set the bag down and straightened his posture. “You’ve had my attention for quite a while now, but your rejections just added fuel to the flame. However– I didn’t think that throughout the chase I’d end up actually taking a liking to you.”

You weren’t sure of what to say to that; all you know was that your cheeks were beginning to redden. Although you didn’t want to admit it, Draco’s constant pestering wore you down. You began to think that maybe dating him wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. In all honesty, it sounded a bit appealing.

He continued, “I was hoping the sweets were enough to help you realize that.”

“It was a major hint, to say the least,” you said once your face cooled down.

There was an awkward pause when neither of you knew what to say, so you simply took a bite of a chocolate frog.

“Well, since you did go completely mad and buy out of the store, you might as well start helping me finish it all.”

Draco let out a strangled laugh. “Sure.”

You caught his downcast eyes. “I never say this, so take note.”

Now it was his turn to give you a confused look.

“You were right,” you murmured. “If any guy could make me willing to be lenient on my no relationship streak, it would be you.” You looked away, finding it hard to swallow your pride. “It is you.”

A grin spread across Draco’s face at your words. ”I told you so.”

“Really? That’s all you have to say to that?”

“I just had to get that out of the way.” His expression sobered. “So, what do you say, Y/L/N? We missed the Hogsmeade trip, but there’s always next time.”

“I mean… We don’t have to wait until the next trip to go on a date, right?”

“Eager much?” he laughed. You stood in each other’s presence as his eyes fluttered down to your lips. Without a moment’s hesitation, Malfoy laid a kiss on the corner of your mouth.

“Eager much?”

“Me? Of course not. You just had some chocolate on your face.”

“Good. You had me worried there,” you teased. “I was worried it was normal for you to give such pathetic kisses.”

“Please, love, if I actually kissed you, I’d leave you breathless and begging for more.”

“I’d love to see you make that happen.”

And again, Draco smiled a knowing smile that could only mean no good. “Just watch me.”

Okay there, out of character Draco. I don’t know… I just think that Draco is normally cocky and arrogant, but when he has a genuine crush, he starts to get nervous and not as confident and just really wants to impress you and ugh. I don’t know, dude.

Thank you for the support on my previous (and first) oneshot. Hope you enjoy this one as well–despite the cheesiness and all.

Feel free to give feedback or request a oneshot. I think I’ll open the characters to the (young) Marauders and maybe more.

MASTERLIST – mobile / computer



  • Akuma victim: get ready to die Ladybug
  • Hawkmoth: wait did you just say die
  • Hawkmoth: I just want jewelry not murder
  • Hawkmoth: they're like thirteen what the hell
  • Hawkmoth: I thought you were mad about your parking space what's with the murder
  • Hawkmoth: okay you know what you're done for today de-evilize little butterfly come back home we'll try again tomorrow

Jin: *Pretends he didn’t hear you right so you have to repeat it*
“What the hell did you just say?”

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Namjoon: *This is when daddynamjoon comes in* (I can’t believe I just wrote that I’m so sorry )
“Anytime princess~”

Originally posted by forjimin

Yoongi: *Stares at you in disbelief*
“You what?”

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Hoseok: *Hurriedly takes you into the bedroom*

Originally posted by kths

Jimin: *Does his signature lip bite with the wink*
“And how do you want me to do that?”

Originally posted by sweaterpawsjimin

Taehyung: *Holds his blushing cheeks and smiles at you*
“I mean if you want to…”

Originally posted by hellosarang

Jungkook: *Laughs, thinking it was a joke*
“Haha you’re very funny Jagi.*

Originally posted by jeonify

Hope you enjoyed!!!! <3 ~Savannah~

Sometimes, dreams do come true

Suga x Reader

Genre: Smut

Summary: What could Yoongi possibly be dreaming about? His answers are lackluster to say the least. Perhaps his actions might showcase his thoughts a little better…

Word count: 3,855

A/N: I feel like Yoongi’s the type of guy to 1. Toss salad like a champ 2. Be done after jizzing once. Might just be me though.

You paced around your bedroom, looking for your laptop. You sat on your bed, sighing in despair, unable to find it. You rubbed your well fed tummy thinking  “Where the hell did I place it?” You hoisted yourself up, trying to remember what Yoongi did with it last as you laid your head on your pillow. You bit your lips then suddenly remembered. You slipped your hand under his pillow and smiled when you found the grey computer folded up under there. You pulled it out and held it to your chest on your way to the living room.

You walked barefoot on the wooden floor of your apartment, the freshness of the floor sending chills up your bare legs. You found your lover comfortably laid in a foetal position on the couch. You walked around the large grey couch and eyed the pale body laid shamelessly on its side. You smiled, kneeling down on the fluffy carpet in front of the couch since there was no space for you to sit on it. You placed the laptop on the floor before turning towards Yoongi. You ran a hand through his jet black hair, careful to have an extremely light touch as you pushed his bangs back. His barely closed eyes fluttered under your touch.

“Yoongi-ah….” you whispered sweetly to him. “You’re always so sleepy.”

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Inside of Rick’s head: You did what???? WTF?! how dare you???? what did I say to everybody?! I can’t fucking believe it!! Lord help me… Does anyone ever listen to me?! I can’t! I’m gonna hang myself… still… I have to admit he nailed it… wait… am I proud of him?.. and for god fucking sake, where the hell is your mom?

Inside of Negan’s head: Oh! Rick Sweety, look at him! can’t you just be happy for a second?! Hell !! I am so proud of him, our sweet child, our baby serial killer; didn’t he nail it? fucking seriously?!  That’s our boy!! Honey,  we did such a great job together. He will be such a badass, a true survivor. How much we could do if we rise up Judith together? How about having an hundred other children together? what did you say? we could give them nick name 

Each time I see this pic … Lord. I can’t