when i have too much free time on my hands


“when you feel like giving up, remember who you’re doing it for.”

I think we all need this after episode 11 and the upcoming episode 12. ಥ_ಥ I’m in denial that yoi is ending ok? let me weep in peace 

(also for anyone who’s tired/stressed out in life)


Yuuri definitely has the Viktor one plastered to his wall, nothing can make me think otherwise.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

So, something’s been on my mind since last night when I was driving on the highway and had nothing better to do than think about Andrew Joseph Minyard and what an amazing character he is. Andrew’s somewhat reckless when driving. And since, on a good day, he isn’t particularly interested in living or dying or doing much of anything– I can only assume that attitude carries over to when he’s behind the wheel:

(i.e. “[Andrew] pulled at the wheel, sliding the car from one lane to the other without bothering to check the traffic around him.” i.e. “’Don’t be so afraid to die.” i.e. “the car kept gliding across the four-lane road to an exit ramp.” i.e. Andrew literally getting into a car wreck to kill Tilda.) 

And Andrew’s one hell of a speeder– When he traded in his old car for his Maserati, he had to drive all the way to Alpharetta from the Fox’s Stadium. Columbia is roughly 10-20 ish? minutes away from where Andrew picked up Neil, but the drive from Columbia to Alpharetta should have taken at least 3 ½ hours, depending on traffic. Andrew made it in less than two (“They were the longest two hours of Neil’s life.”) He cut an hour and a half outta that trek. Mark me down as scared and horny, I’m incredibly impressed with this suicidal asshole and his need for speed.

But… What about the drive back to the Fox Tower? Andrew had two cars at the time– The Maserati that he and Kevin were driving, and Andrew’s old car that Neil had to drive back to the other dealership back in Greenville. Neil followed Andrew, but he said that the drive to Greenville felt shorter than the drive to Alpharetta. Which it shouldn’t have, because that trip should have only taken them about 2 ½ hours, maybe less (again, traffic, rush hour, etc., etc..)

Unless Andrew was speeding. Now, before I went through the books to check my receipts, I thought that maybe Andrew would bite the bullet and go the speed limit for Neil’s sake, let him cruise behind him at a leisurely pace. Which was a beautiful visual in and of itself. Grumpy af Andrew wanting to speed but forcing himself not to because he knew Neil was having a bad day and he should #chill. 

But no, lmao. This asshole sped like a motherfucker down the I-85, weaving in and outta traffic like the reckless bitch that he is, cutting people off left and right and letting Neil handle his own devices and try to keep the fuck up. Like… Being in a car when somebody is doing that is one thing– but trying to follow a car that’s doing that is the worst fucking thing in the world. Imagine poor Neil giving the little I’m-so-sorry-my-boyfriend-is-an-asshole wave when he passes the driver that Andrew almost made swerve off the road. Kevin being all “Jesus Christ, Andrew, will you slow down?” And Andrew ignoring him and pressing harder on the gas pedal, just to spite him and Neil.

Just.. Andrew Minyard being an asshole behind the wheel and not giving a single fuck about what you think.

Goodnight Moon / Peter Parker

Pairing: CA:CW!Peter Parker + Reader (Y/N)

Description: Reader and Peter have been friends for seven years, Peter let’s it slip that he may feel a little more for the Reader while having a couple of drinks in his system.

Warnings: This will be a couple of parts (let me know if you want to be tagged in the other parts). Fluff!

Part Two | Part Three

I grunted as Peter put more of his weight on me. I told him he shouldn’t have drank this much (he could never handle his alcohol - no matter how many times he protested that he could), but he never listened to me when it came to me trying to take care of him, he argued that I “mothered” him too much. So, here we are: his arm around my shoulder subconsciously letting all of his dead weight rest on me.

“Can I please sit down?” His free hand rested on his forehead, trying to stop his throbbing headache, I’m sure.

“Yeah, I need a break, anyway.” I looked at him as he sat on the curb outside of the house the party we came to was being held at.

“Will you sit next to me? I need somewhere to rest my head.” I obliged while laughing softly at him. His head rested on my shoulder as my hand went to grab his. Our hands have fit together since we met seven years ago. Peter had been my favorite person for seven years. When we were thirteen he punched a kid who held me against a locker after I told him I didn’t want to go out with him. Peter warned him not to touch me again, making the threat as a teacher dragged them both to the front office. I walked to the nearest dollar store and bought him a card and a box of heart-shaped candies as a thank you. I walked back to school and waited for detention to be over. When Peter walked out I went up to him and gave him what I had bought him, he blushed a little and told me I shouldn’t have bought him anything, he was just being a decent human being. And although I agreed with him, I still wanted him to know I appreciated him. He’s been by my side ever since.

“What are you thinking about?”


“You’re quiet. You have to be thinking about something, or else you’d be making fun of me.” I laughed a little before nodding my head against his.
“I was thinking about the first day we met.” Peter lifted his head to look at me, causing me to look at him and see the smile on his face, making me mirror it.

“I think about that day a lot.”

“Oh? Why?”

“It’s one of my favorite days, like, ever.” He continued to smile at me and then looked down toward the pavement. “I remember the first day I saw you in English class. It wasn’t the first day of school, though. No, it wasn’t until the third week in. We had to learn a monologue from one of our favorite plays over the summer and then recite it to the class. You picked The Taming of the Shrew, remember why?” I didn’t have to answer, I knew why and so did he. I had only heard of the play because it was readapted into one of my favorite movies. “You got up there and you didn’t look at anyone… but me. You looked at me as you spoke and I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t, and I guess you couldn’t either.”

“I thought you were cute.”

He looked up at me with wide eyes. “What?!”

I shrugged at him, “I thought you were cute. You were the first person I saw when I got up there and when you saw me and our eyes locked, I somehow didn’t remember how to divert my eyes anywhere else.”

It was quiet for a while, until he reached out and took my hand in his. “I thought you were cute, too. I mean, I still do.”

I felt my face get hot at the compliment but I ignored it, looking up at him to smile. He smiled back and we sat there looking at each other for a few seconds, just like that time when we were thirteen in English class. Peter’s smile fell a little as his expression grew serious. I almost asked him what was wrong until I saw him leaning in. To what? To kiss me? I didn’t want to find out. Not like this. I placed my hand on his chest, pushing him back a little, causing him to open his eyes and his mouth to fall open in shock.

“I-I’m sorry. It’s just - I - you’re drunk.” He shook his head, begging me to stop talking.

“You don’t have to explain yourself. No is no. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t - I shouldn’t have done that, I’m drunk. I’m not - I’m okay. I’m sorry.” I grabbed his hand only to have him pull it away from me, shoving both of them into his pockets as he stood up. I stood up along with him.


“My head is feeling better. Will you just drive me home?”

“Peter I just-.”

“(Y/N), it’s okay. Really, I’m okay. I’m just really tired. Please?”

I sighed before helping Peter walk to my car and getting him settled in before walking toward the driver’s seat, thinking about everything that just happened.

The car ride was silent with the exception of the very low music playing from the radio. I think it was Go Radio or maybe it was Coldplay, my thoughts were too loud to hear anything else - I wonder if Peter was thinking about it, too. We pulled up to his apartment and I stopped the car.

“Peter, wait.” He closed the door he had already opened and then looked at me.

“I think we should talk about-.”

“(Y/N), I’m really drunk. Can we talk when I’m sober? Besides it isn’t a big deal. Honestly, it’s just – you’re my favorite person, I was just blinded by nostalgia. I just appreciate you. You’re the one who gave me the heart shaped chocolates, remember?” He smiled a little at me, resting his hand on top of mine that rested on the steering wheel.

I smiled back at him, taking his hand and squeezing it lightly, him returning it. “Okay. We’ll talk tomorrow?”

He nodded before leaning over to kiss my cheek, “Goodnight, moon.”

“Goodnight, sun.” He got out and I watched to make sure he got into his apartment safely before driving back to my place, still not being able to forget what happened on the curb.

Do y’all wanna cringe a bit from second hand embarrassment?  I found an outline of this lengthy “real-life AU” I was planning for Ash and Paul.  It was written during the summer when I have way too much free time at work and limited internet.  The first chapter is already written with over 3000 words, but it’s bad…like….really bad (I’m not a fanfic writer!!! T_T). So I won’t post that.

Well, anyways the “outline”(more like a pile of headcanons) is under the cut.

Keep reading

SCM – Scorpio Jealousy Smut

Request by 2 Anons and aikawamidori77

From Scorpio POV

Holding her hand, we make our way to the deserted beach. Finally, I have some free time and we decide to have a date at the beach. Upon reaching there, I throw a small shopping bag to her. When she opens it up, she got a shock.

“This bikini is too sexy. It is not covering much of my skin.” She blushed while protesting.

“I think it will look good at you.” I exclaimed.

“Did you went to the shop yourself and pick it up yourself?” She teases me back.

“Just hurry up and put in on.” I exclaimed back and can feel my cheeks turn red. I recall how I walk in to the shop awkwardly. I finally found one which I like and I think it suit her.

After a while, I heard her calling me and I turn to look at her. Jeez, it really looks good at her and I can’t take my eyes off of her cleavage. I can feel my face flushes as she walks toward me. I entwine her hand and walk together with her toward the water. Just before we get into the water, I heard voices which I hope I heard wrongly. I turn around and instantly piss off. Why are the rest are here? How do they know we are here?

“____, you really look great at the bikini.” Teorus blinks and tries to get closer to her.

“She did instead look good. Surprise that this goldfish has such great body curves.” Leon smirks and his eyes look her up and down.

“Did Scorpio pick this for you?” Dui smirks.

“I never expect Scorpio to be into this.” Ichthys teases.

“I bet he is a man after all.” Huedhaut replied with his face flushes.

“What the hell you guys are here?” I rebuked and _____ is already brushing with all the comments those guys make. Idiot, I am the only one that allow to see her in bikini. Now everyone get to see it. I am so piss.

“Well, I saw you walk in to the shop to pick it up and decide to track your activities since then.” Ichthys smirks.

“Let’s get into the water now.” Teorus said and pushes everyone into the water.

Throughout the whole time, I keep her close to me but the guys purposely try to get even closer to her. I am not letting any of those guys near her. Those idiots are pissing me off on purpose.

“_____, let’s get out of the water now.” I rebuked and snap my fingers and bring us to a beach surrounded by big rocks.

As I hold her in my arms, I can read her mind that she is wondering why we are getting out of the water so fast. Don’t you know why, you stupid woman. I know it is not her fault but I can’t seem to calm my jealousy inside me.

“It is kind of cold.” She whispered after a while.

I sigh and wrap my arms around her body to keep her warm. Feeling her breasts press against my chest, I can feel my member below starting to get harder. I do not think I can control any longer. I do not care if we are out in the open place, but I want her now to calm my jealousy in my head. I push her against one of the big rock and devour her soft lips urgently. I slip my tongue inside her mouth and lock her tongue with mine while my hand caresses her body and slowly move to untie the cord that holding her bikini and then move to undid the hook. The top drop it to the ground and I lean down to kiss her breast while my hand moves to untie the cord that is holding her bottom.

I can feel her breathing getting hotter and she moves her hand to my swimming brief and pull out my member. Without any delay, I lift up one of her legs and thrust my hard member deep inside her. I start oscillating my hips roughly on her, while she wraps her arms around my body pulling me close to her. I can feel her inside wet and hot, tighten around my hard member. It seem to be sucking me in as I increase my pace, touching deep into her womb. She moans and kiss me back hungrily as she lost herself in ecstasy. I give another one big thrust and ejaculate inside her. I continue to hold her in that position until I am sure that I have empty all my seeds inside her. Soon I feel a hot liquid flowing up from her, dripping down to the sand under our feet. Jeez, I really cum a lot inside her. I look down at her flush face; my urge for her start to evolve inside me again. I can feel my member inside start to grow harder again. I can’t seem to have enough of her. With that thought in my mind, I lift out both her legs to wrap around my waist and I start oscillating my hips again. I can’t believe this woman can make my heart and mind go crazy for her. I really need her in my life.


Throw me into the pit and don’t look back.

This is what happen’s when I have too much free time on my hands and want to make my own Crack video for once.

( This is obviously my first time making one of these but if you guys want me to make more or have requests I’m always open. ~ )

I was just raised to know that not everyone is worth my time and not everyone deserves access to me. That means when it comes to dating, I’m not desperate. There are so many things in life that have to get done and so many goals I have to achieve. I never had so much free time on my hands that I could spare time for someone that didn’t deserve me. And when I was younger people used to call me cold hearted. Friends would say “why won’t you just give him a chance?”
Life is too short to keep people around that don’t value me. And I don’t apologize for protecting my body, my space, and my spirit from people who don’t have my best interest at heart and who aren’t willing to earn my trust

Our Secret Place - Jaebum/JB Fluff

Originally posted by defsouljb

This is my first post, wahey! I began to have GOT7 feels in science, and since JB is my bias, I thought this would be perfect. I hope you enjoy it, and requests are open for anything else~

Word count: 1035

Genre: Fluff

Jaebum slipped his hand into yours as he helped you out of the car, shutting the door carefully behind you. He knew you was easily startled.

“I love this park. It’s probably my favourite place in the world.” You smiled, inhaling the fresh air. Since Jaebum had been so busy recently, you didn’t have much time to spend with him. On one of his free days, he came round to pick you up and now you were here. He knew this was somewhere you loved. Somewhere you’d go when everything became too much, or your apartment felt too lonely. Jaebum loved the way you were so calm here.

You turned to your right to look up to him, just admiring everything about him. His black messy hair because he missed straightening it to be out with you early. His almost glowing skin that made him look angelic. To be with Jaebum was so beautiful to you. In your mind, he was your everything. And in Jaebum’s mind, you were his everything.

“Let’s go to our tree.” Jaebum said, tugging your hand as he walked a bit faster. Something was very excitable about him today.

“Alright.” You chuckled, moving your legs faster to keep up with his long strides. The breeze was cool against your face but was refreshing. The occasional beam of sunlight would peek through the trees surrounding the walkway, so you could see a happy family sitting on the grass to your left having a picnic, or a couple of friends lying on their stomachs giggling to your right. And all of a sudden, as Jaebum squeezed your hand lightly and gave you a smile, everything in the world was good.

“You’re wearing the bracelet I bought you.” Jaebum commented, looking down to admire the silver around your wrist.

You too joined him in looking at it, “Of course. I love it.”

“I love you.” He shot back at you, almost immediately. You blushed and looked down at your feet. Even though you had been dating for nearly four years, his sweet words would still make you feel that warm, fuzzy feeling, just like when you had started dating him after graduation.

“I love you, too.” You replied quietly, a grin plastered on your face.

“Perfect.” Jaebum mumbled, as if that ‘I love you, too’ confirmed something.

The two of you soon made it to your destination: the tree at the bank of the lake. This place was the most wonderful place you could imagine. On a beautiful spring day such as today’s, the soft sun would spread itself across the water like a crisp white sheet on a bed. This tree was special. It was a tree that meant a lot to you. A tree that held a big significance in your childhood. Your grandmother would bring you here every other day. While she sat on the bench and watched, you would climb up and sit on the highest branch, enjoying the vast expanse of water in front of you and taking pictures on her old camera she’d lend you from her travelling days. It meant a lot to you as this was the last place you two visited together before she was hospitalised.

As well as this, Jaebum and you would spend hours here. Just enjoying each others company. Lying in each other’s arms. Recollecting your thoughts, but mainly to simply be away from the mad world you both existed in. The world of fame and constant flashes of cameras. This was your secret place.

You leant on the trunk of the tree and looked out to the calming movements of the lake. Your eyes fluttered shut as you inhaled deeply in and out, feeling at ease. Of course, you could have maybe climbed up the tree if you wanted to, but your flexibility levels weren’t as high as they used to be. Instead, you savoured the moments, and hoped one day perhaps you could bring your own children and grandchildren. It brought back beautiful memories, created beautiful fantasies. You opened your eyes to be greeted with the sunlight again. The chirping of the birds in the trees made the scene perfect, and just knowing the love of your life was right behind you was the cherry on the cake.

“Y/N.” Jaebum’s voice cracked from behind you.

“Mm?” You hummed, too enchanted by the scenes in front of you to turn around. Your eyes were fixed on the way the light shimmered on the water’s surface.

“Y/N, turn around.” He said.

You spun on the heels of your feet, expecting to look up to greet your boyfriend. Instead, he was on the floor. Specifically, on one knee with a box in his hands. Your eyes widened and your hands clapped over your mouth.

“I-I’m actually really nervous. So please excuse if I mess up. Here goes,” He took a deep breath, looking down briefly at the floor then back up to meet your eyes which were now full of tears, “You are my everything, you know you’re my everything. I love everything about you. I love it when you come over to the dorm and surprise visit me. I love seeing you in a homely environment. The way your hips sway as you walk around. The way you have to go on your tiptoes to get thing from the top cupboards. The way you’ll hum music you’ve got on in the background. You’re so intelligent, so kind and warm hearted. You’re truly the only person for me, and I want you to be my wife.”

This is when he opened the box and revealed what was inside. A shining, diamond ring. One you could never have dreamt of.

“So, what is your answer?”

“Yes.” You whispered, words being hard to say as you tried to hold back tears. However, they began to spill as he slipped the ring onto your finger. Jaebum stood, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you into a tight hug.

“I love you, jagiya.” Jaebum whispered gently in your ear, hearing the tears in his voice.

“I love you too, Jaebum.” You sobbed back, not quite being able to process what had just happened.