would you invite me to your parties

How each Overwatch character texts

Genji- laughs aloud at your response but leaves you on read if he has nothing to add. Doesn’t see an issue with this.

McCree- “I’m ur huckleberry 😘🤠 lol. Sent from my iPhone”

Pharah- Promptly and with perfect grammar. When she is sarcastic, people worry she is being serious and that they’ve angered her.

Reaper- if you had plans at 6:00 and you’re one minute late, instead of waiting a few minutes or texting you “ETA?” he just sends an angry selfie with the place you’re supposed to meet in the background and the Snapchat overlay reading “6:01” over it

Soldier: 76- still somehow has a phone plan where texts cost 15 cents apiece. Left you a voicemail that you definitely didn’t listen to. Gets mad when nobody listens to his voicemails. When someone suggests he get a phone plan with unlimited texting, he goes on a rant about how he doesn’t need it and people should just check their voicemails more often

Sombra: screenshots every conversation just in case. Half of her messages are screenshots of other messages. Nobody can reach her unless she wants to be reached because all of her messages always come from a different number.

Tracer- often sends one-word texts that require the recipient to call her for clarification. For example: “Beatles?? 😰”

Bastion- texts exclusively in emoji

Hanzo- similar to Genji but he just sends back “lol” as an acknowledgement that he has received and read the text, regardless of the appropriate tone.

Junkrat- phone is broken, has no one to text. If someone needs to contact him they do it through Roadhog.

Widowmaker- lurks in the Talon group text. Responds only when she has something to say. If she’s got a problem with you she’ll send you a vague but menacing “we need to talk” message and then switch off her phone for 14 hours so that by the time she follows up you’ve had several panic attacks and are willing to do whatever she says to avoid being in trouble. Do not be friends with Widowmaker.

Mei- double texts but is anxious about double texting. If you send her something that made you think of her she’ll respond along the lines of “awh!! cute!! 😊 thank you so much for sharing this!!”

Torbjörn- his last 30 texts are a back and forth with his wife. “On my way home. Do we need anything from the store?” “Nope.”

D.Va- sometimes gets distracted and forgets to text people back, but when she is texting, she hits “send” about 14 times before she finishes a complete thought. A series of texts from D.Va might start out “Okay” “So” “I’ve got to tell you” “did I mention what my dad said today?”

Orisa- you know that one person in the group chat who’s younger than everyone else? That’s Orisa

Reinhardt- all caps all the time. He will send you a meme followed by “HAHAHAHAHA” and then sign it “REINHARDT WILHELM”

Roadhog- sends menacing and unclear texts like “meet me in front of target in 30 minutes. we will leave without you.” which doesn’t really tell you whether he’s threatening to leave without you if you’re late or informing you that he will not be giving you a ride home from target and you should arrange your own transportation.

Winston- sends you links to 9-minute videos on YouTube

Zarya- sends context-free nonsense like “hey everyone settle a debate which finger would you choose to lose if you had to choose one finger?” and if people ask her “what the hell” she responds “))))”

Ana- sends Fareeha a cartoon where the little cartoon lady is rolling her eyes and saying “don’t even LOOK at me until I’ve had my morning coffee!!” and captions it “made me think of you!! xxx your mother Ana Amari”

Lucio- this is who D.Va was texting with earlier, and he’s very responsive to everyone’s stories. He also owns that Jackbox party game and regularly invites everyone to play. It’s always fun. A group chat with Lucio is always very active.

Mercy- incredibly passive aggressive. Refuses to engage in a text conversation unless the other person initiated it and therefore never really texts.

Symmetra- prefers texting to talking. Never makes a typo. Will respond to a text with “K.” and doesn’t always realize this comes across as “I am upset with you,” which was not her intent.

Zenyatta- this is the guy you text for advice or to vent. He’s 100% in your corner, he never takes the stranger’s side, and if you start out “ugh you’re not gonna believe what happened,” he’ll respond “👀”

Hamilton As Things My Girlfriend Has Said
  • Alexander : "You know, come to think of it, coffee is the most pleasurable thing."
  • *I give her an odd look*
  • "Well I love you but coffee helps me stay up till horrible hours to finish my work."
  • --
  • John : "You look hot today. No homo." *Finger guns*
  • "Babe we're dating."
  • --
  • Hercules : "See all my clothes are 100% made by me and my hands. I poured my blood sweat and tears into this - "
  • "It says made in China."
  • "Maybe I made it in China?!"
  • --
  • Lafayette : "Some days when I'm mad at you I want to only speak in another language bug the problem is I only know English and not even very well."
  • --
  • Aaron : "Normally I'm a calm individual but see, Abigail makes me want to drop kick her into a well filled with sharks."
  • "Is...is she not your best friend?"
  • "She is."
  • --
  • Angelica : "See whenever people doubt me I laugh because I'm better than every person in the world and they're just jealous of my feminism strength."
  • --
  • Eliza : "Sometimes I wonder what would happen if you cheated on me."
  • "Well I never would."
  • "No I know. But if you did I'd probably burn everything you love and go Carrie Underwood on you."
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  • Peggy : "How is it my mom forgot to invite me to my own birthday party?!"
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  • Thomas : "See macaroni and cheese is a gift from God. Like he loves it too. Cause who wouldn't?"
  • "Aren't you an atheist?"
  • "A GIFT FROM GOD AJ!"
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  • James : "I swear I've been sick my whole life. Death is trying so hard to get me but they will fail! *coughs for a good five minutes* Fuck off death..."
  • --
  • George : "Why do I have to adopt all the worst fuckers?"
  • "You don't have to - "
  • "No I love them and they are my fucker children."
  • --
  • Maria : "I'm a sexy son a bitch who needs to learn how to make better life choices..."
Bts reaction to their crush saying “if I could lose my virginity to anyone it would be you”

Wow that’s a long ass title

Seokjin: You two were best friends who had a hell load of tension going on. You were over at Jin’s place to just hang out. He always thought that his feelings were one sited so he never even considered confessing to you. All of the sudden you asked him about his sex life, being afraid that the answer would hurt you since you have a crush on him too. Being confused he’d answer honestly: “Lately there’s not much going on. I’d feel uncomfortable doing it with someone who isn’t you.” he confessed by mistake. He’d feel really embarrassed as he realizes what happened. You said: “I didn’t thought you feel like this. Well, if I could lose my virginity to anyone it would be you”. Jin would be soooo happy saying: “I’d really be honored to take your virginity. I like you, y/n.” He’d approach you slightly giving you a soft kiss which leads to a heavy make out session. Being the gentleman he is, he wouldn’t let it come too far without dating you. 

Jin on the inside:

Originally posted by mscleaningfairy

Namjoon: You two were chilling alone at a house party together. Because you already drank a bit Namjoon felt confident enough to start asking private questions. Technically it wasn’t your idea to tell him you’re just the most honest person after only one shot of tequila. Without him having to ask you just went for it and said: “if I could lose my virginity to anyone it would be you” Namjoom had his facial expression under control only a dirty smile covered his face. “I knew that! You like me and I like you..” He’d immediately start acting all cocky and flirty with you which leaded to making out in a spare room. He was grinding on you making you horny and kissing your neck until he left hickeys. But Namjoon wouldn’t want you to regret anything the next morning so he delayed your first time to when you’d be sober. “You don’t want to be drunk on your first time, just call me when you want. Or should I call you?” 

Originally posted by seokkuk

Yoongi: Yoongi and you were these kind of best friends who spend all of their time together. Once the two of you were taking a nap over at his place. Having a light sleep Yoongi cuddled with you. He always acted like you were his girlfriend. You thought he was still awake and told him “if I could lose my virginity to anyone it would be you”. Yoongi would wake up totally confused and look at you. He’d hug you tight from the back and kiss your neck saying: “Y/n, is it that obvious that I have a crush on you?” Still being sleepy he’d unhook your bra under the shirt of him that you wore. Rolling you over he kissed you multiple times. Astonishing your now fully naked body he kissed you again. “It won’t hurt, I promise”

Yoongi when he wakes up confused:

Originally posted by amayskpoparchive

Hoseok: You and Hobi were at a club going crazy and dancing like there’s no tomorrow. That was the moment you fell for him, his cheerful and happy personality and -we’re not gonna ignore this- of course his handsome looks. When a sexy R’n’B song played you decided to dance seductively. Hobi was left with surprise as he joined you and the tension started to grow until he kissed you in the middle of the dancefloor. Hobi started to giggle like a little kid deciding to go home with you. As you made out on his bed you said. “If I could lose my virginity to anyone it would be you.” He’d smile really brightly feeling honored to take your virginity as he slowly unclothed you.

Hoseok seeing you dance:

Originally posted by sugabeats

Taehyung: You guys were friends but had secretly feelings for each other. You were totally in love with him but your lack of experience made you self-conscious. One day Tae was bragging about fucking this girl just to make you jealous. Your reaction to it had him SHOOK. You just said “if I could lose my virginity to anyone it would be you” as a response. Tae would need several moment to realize what just happened but once he did he’d confess.”I’m sorry for being such an cocky asshole but that was my way to make you jealous. I actually have a crush on you and it’ll make me really happy to fuck yo- I mean take your virginity.” You just laughed and kissed him. He’d pick you up like a bride and carried you to his bed.

Tae being shook because of your response:

Originally posted by cutae-hyungie

Jimin: All the other member knew about you being Jimin’s crush and tried to set you up. They invited you over to a house party. Everything went fine, you talked with Jimin the whole time, until Jungkook suddenly shouted:”LET’S PLAY TRUTH OR DARE”.. Namjoon called your name and you chose truth. “Who out of all the people here would you have sex with?”. You answered honestly with “if I could lose my virginity to anyone it would be you, Jimin” looking at him. He was blushing and smiling happy. Next Hobi dared Jimin to spend 30 minutes with you in his room. Arriving there he confessed to you. “I’m so sorry it had to happen like this. The other’s tried really hard.” he said. “Well it worked and by the way we have still 20 minutes left.” you smiled sheepishly. Being confident he kissed you slowing unclothing your body.

Jimin when you said you still have 20 minutes:

Originally posted by bwipsul

Jungkook: Kookie asked you out on a date after crushing over you for a long time. You were out walking around the city after having a drink. He was leading you to his favorite spot on a hill where you could see the stars and the whole city shining. You were sitting on a blanket his arm around you. You talked about so many different things until he asked you if you’ve ever been in a serious relationship. You answered with yes but admitted being a virgin. He was surprised because you seemed quite mature.“But actually if I could lose my virginity to anyone it would be you” you said. Jungkook would turn into JungSHOOK before acting really cocky. “I mean if you’re up to it..” You’d kiss. First slow but then it turned into a real make out session. He slid his hand up your skirt grabbing your ass. “We probably have to do this an other time unless you want to lose your virginity in a place were people could easily see us.”

Jungkook being cocky:

Originally posted by theking-or-thekid

So this took quite a long time hope u enjoyed it!

SKAM S04E10 Clip 1 - Vilde

[CHRIS: I’m finished and right by your place, should I drop by so I can buy you some beer?

VILDE: Just wait downstairs and I’ll be right there

CHRIS: Okiedokie]

HÅKON: Hi.

VILDE: Hi!

HÅKON: My name is Håkon and I’m the new chairman of the apartment complex.

VILDE: Hi!

HÅKON: Hi. Is your mom home?

VILDE: No, unfortunately, she’s not. Can I help you with something?

HÅKON: Yes, I’m just saying hi to the neighbors and your mom hasn’t paid the fees, so I was just wondering if she has been notified?

VILDE: Oh! She probably just forgot! She works a lot, but I’ll tell her.

HÅKON: Yes. You can?

VILDE: Yes!

HÅKON: That’s it. Bye.

VILDE: Bye!

[SANA: Dear Vilde. I don’t think I’ve told you, but I just wanted to say that I admire you so much for being so strong. No matter what happens, you never give up, you keep on going. You’re the first person I would bring with me to war, and I love you so much. I’m inviting you to an Eid party at my place on Saturday. Eid is a holiday that marks the end of Ramadhan. Saturday is the last day of Ramadhan and I’d like to break the fast with all the people I love. Lots of food, a chill atmosphere and only good people. I’ll be so happy if you come. Sana]

VILDE: Mamma? I’m going out.

MOM: Who was it that buzzed?

VILDE: It was someone collecting signatures.

MOM: Oh, well then….

VILDE: Sorry, I lost track of time!

CHRIS: No worries.

VILDE: My mom and I got carried away chatting. Should we get out of here?

CHRIS: Yes!

VILDE: Hurry!

pretty dirty pick up lines.

’ you look a lot like my next girlfriend/boyfriend. ’
’ are you a drill sergeant? because you have my privates standing at attention. ’
’ do you mix concrete for a living? because you’re making me hard. ’
’ if you’re feeling down, i can feel you up. ’
’ i’m no weather man, but you can expect more than a few inches tonight. ’
’ i may not go down in history, but i’ll go down on you. ’
’ are you from the ghetto? cause i’m about to ghetto hold of dat ass. ’
’ you know what i like in a girl? my dick. ’
’ are you a doctor? cause you just cured my erectile dysfunction. ’
’ i lost my virginity. can i have yours? ’
’ hey, you wanna do a 68? you go down on me, and i’ll owe you one. ’
’ you can call me cake, cause i’ll go straight to your ass. ’
’ roses are red, violets are fine. if i be the 6, will you be the 9? ’
’ i’m like a firefighter, i find ‘em hot and leave ‘em wet! ’
’ i’m hung like a tic tac. wanna freshen your breath? ’
’ you smell like trash. may i take you out? ’
’ i wanna floss with your pubic hair. ’
’ let’s have a party and invite your pants to come on down. ’
’ you’re so hot, even my pants are falling for you! ’
’ are you spaghetti cause i want you to meat my balls. ’
’ we should play strip poker. you can strip, and I’ll poke you. ’
’ do you like adele? cause i can tell you wanna be rolling in the d. ’
’ do you have a shovel? cause i’m diggin’ that ass! ’
’ damn, are you my new boss, because you just gave me a raise. ’
’ remember my name, because you’ll be screaming it later! ’
’ are you an elevator? cause i wanna go down on you. ’
’ are you a shark? cause i’ve got some swimmers for you to swallow. ’
’ do you work for papa johns? cause you’re a fine pizza ass. ’
’ are you from china? cause i’m china get in your pants. ’
’ why don’t you surprise your roommate and not come home tonight? ’
’ baby there’s a party in my pants and you are invited! ’
’ i’m looking for treasure, can i look around your chest? ’
’ if i flip a coin, what are my chances of getting head? ’
’ would you like a hotdog to go with those buns? ’
’ this may seem corny, but you make me really horny. ’
’ how about you make me the climax of your story? ’
’ that’s a nice set of legs, what time do they open? ’
’ my name is skittles… wanna taste my rainbow? ’
’ you remind me of a crop, because i wanna plow you. ’

I like the idea of there being a reporter at one of the games during the whole Minyard/Josten rivalry thing who speaks Russian and she’s sitting there like ‘holy shit’ as Andrew and Neil yell at each other across the court in Russian about dinner plans and how their cat, King, needs to be picked up from the vet tomorrow. During most of the press conference, she sits in silence, watching these two supposed rivals before finally speaking up. 

“Mr. Minyard, would you like to comment on the situation with your cats?”

Everyone else is really fucking confused and Andrew’s eyes narrow slightly before Neil bursts out laughing at the other end of the table. Andrew turns his glare on the opposing teams striker. Neil, still grinning widely, turns to the reporter and takes the question instead.

“King is at the vet because she decided to invite the neighbour’s cat to have a party while we were away and now she’s pregnant. It’s just a check up, so I’m picking her up tomorrow before Sir gets too lonely.” (you cannot convince me that King is not a female because she totally is)

And that is how the world found out the truth about the Minyard/Josten cats- I mean rivalry. 

13RW Preferences; How You Meet Them:

Authors Note: Hey guys! Just to let you know, the boys’ dialogue is written in italics, I’m sorry for any confusion and I hope you enjoy :) 

Originally posted by alec-baene

Justin Foley:

To you Justin Foley was the new boy next door. He was cheeky and incredibly flirtatious with you, even when he caught your eye at school he still managed to make you smile. Your parents initially had their personal reservations about Justin because of his troublesome background but they soon came around to loving him, as did you. Justin would always catch you on your way to school so you two could walk in together “Morning, beautiful” “Sup, Foley” 

Originally posted by hellomadzstuff

Alex Standall:

Being a new transfer student to Liberty High, you were surprised to have received an invite to the upcoming weekend house party. Despite parties not being your favourite social setting you figured it would be the best way to meet new people and make friends. Here, you met Alex. The boy with the impeccable fashion taste and sarcastic tongue. “Hey, it’s Y/N right?” “Yeah, Alex? I think you’re in my music class?” “ That’s me, it’s nice to see someone with some social depth at one of these things” “Thanks, I’m guessing you’re having copious amounts of fun then?” “It’s a party, so I’m pretending to have fun. (see gif) Now that you’re here though I might not have to pretend” 

Originally posted by lilpieceofmyworld

Clay Jenson:

Over the summer your parents had practically forced you to take a job at the towns local theatre, in an attempt to help grow your independence as well as simply getting you out of the house; a decision you honestly didn’t feel too fondly about. The only positive to your first day at work was meeting Clay. Clay Jenson. He was adorably awkward and sweet, making you physically unable to stop smiling whenever you were around him. Somehow this one guy made the rest of your working summer seem exciting. “Hey Clay, maybe I was wrong. Maybe this summer won’t suck that much after all.” “It won’t, well… not if I can help it, Y/N.”

Originally posted by knightlley

Jeff Atkins:

Your best friend Clay Jenson had lost yet another bet with his older friend, Jeff Atkins. Thus resulting in the both of you attending a generic and seemingly underwhelming high school party. Personally, you had never had the pleasure of meeting Jeff until that unexpectedly amazing night. Clay had always admired the guy, which made Jeff’s perfect first impression to you even more genuine. The two of you instantly hit it off. “I’m sorry Jenson but where on earth have you been hiding Y/N? She’s crazy beautiful.”  

Originally posted by rafaelasgomes

Zach Dempsey:

Despite seeing Zach around the corridors of Liberty High and catching his more than impressive performance in the odd couple of basketball games, the two of you had never really been given the opportunity to speak. That was until Mrs Bradley decided to pair you two up for a class project. Zach was a lot sweeter than you had imagined and the two of you ended up getting along really well. “Not going to lie, Y/N, I’m kinda sad this little project is over.” “Really?” “Yeah, now I need to find another good excuse to hang out with you everyday.” 

Send my character a ★ and I’ll bold everything they feel toward your character.

I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better

A Letter I Will Never Send

This is not a love letter.

This is me pouring out my love, not the kind you think of, the mushy gushy romanticized crap you want. No, this is raw, unadulterated affection for you and your soul.

For the purposes of this letter, I am going to disregard the fact that you are ignoring me and that we do not talk anymore. That is irrelevant. We have both argued, screamed, apologized, and cried to each other too many times to count. Even if we did still talk, I would be saying this to you, maybe in different words, but telling you all the same.

Since the very first day we became friends, you have been a constant in my life, a constant amidst the tumult and drama of high school. You listened to me and offered advice with your perspective that is so opposite mine. I love the way you live in the moment and risk the superficial things that I hold dear. Being your friend made me come to the profound realization that life is so much more than turning in homework on time and getting straight As. Because of you, if a friend needs me the night before a paper is due, I will be there for my friend (hopefully I wrote the paper ahead of time).

You were the glue that held my life together when I was on the brink of destruction. Everything in my world was falling apart, but you and your friendship remained. I took that for granted. You taught me the value of true friendship, even if it does not last. I hope that I meant something to you, that I somehow repaid in part what you had given to me in full.

To this day, I still look for you in the hallways and listen for your voice among the tenors in choir. Even when we see each other or talk, it is all superficial. We barely graze the surface of what once existed.

I hate superficiality.

After three years, how could we, how could I, throw it all away?

Losing your friendship has been a process more painful than any breakup. It feels as if someone has taken a part of me; there is a hole in my soul where you once were. As if the physical pain was not enough, the process of emotional detachment from you has been long and rocky. After weeks without thinking of you, a single song or a memory or a Bible verse makes me recall how much I care for you, still, after all this time.

You know more about me than any other person on this earth. And even though you leave me behind, you will carry pieces of me with you forever. Treasure them. I do not regret giving them to you, for I trust you will keep those pieces of me safe.

Life is too short to be silent about the ones we love. The other day, I was thinking about the people I will miss most in college, and as much as I love my friends, I will miss you the most. I already miss you. I suppose our separation is merely a preparation for what is to come.

This is not a cry for you to come back to me, nor an invitation for a pity party on my behalf. We both know that “us” would never have worked in our favor. I just wanted to let you know how much you mean to me, and how much pain I am enduring as you ignore my snapchats and avoid eye contact. But still, this is not me trying to guilt you or regain your attention.

This is me telling you that I love you. Not as a boyfriend or as a lover or even as a friend. I love you as a person. You are so extraordinarily special, and I am blessed to have spent so much time with you as my best friend. I wish it did not have to end.

But alas, all good things come to an end, right?

Billion Dollar Man

Kwon Jiyong/ G Dragon X Reader

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Moodboard by @memoiresofaneternaldreamer

When you originally pulled the invitation from your mailbox you thought it had been yet another wedding invitation from one of your college friends. The elaborate gold writing on the black envelope, wrapped in actual lace. It was easy to assume from its elegance that it would be something like that.

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So your friends are throwing you a birthday party and you thought you’d invite her. She made you realize how stupid that would be though (“A Talon assassin alone and unarmed surrounded by Overwatch agents? Do you really want me dead?”) and refused your invitation. It made you sad, but you understand.

Yet she came anyway. Even after all that she said, she’s here. You’re pretty sure Jack’s losing it in the background but you already tuned everything out when she pulled you close to her.

“Happy Birthday, chérie,” she whispered and you smiled.

Yeaaaaahhh, sorry about the text, I don’t really write. ;-;  The idea hit me this morning and I had to draw it but then the drawing doesn’t really explain the whole story I had in mind so…

Sebastian Drabble 33 & 34

Request: 33 and 34 with Seb would me amazing lmfao

33. “Are you drunk?”

34. . “You look just like my girlfriend!” + “Oh shit, you are my girlfriend.”

Chris was hosting a New Years party at his house and he invited all his friends (and of course family). Upon entering his house, you and Sebastian split up. He said he was going to go look for Chris and you wanted to search around for Liz and Scarlett.

You found them pretty quickly, chatting it up near where some people were dancing. You spent most of your time with them, talking and laughing but went to go find Sebastian when you checked the time and saw it was almost midnight. Bidding them goodbye, you swerve through the crowd of people until you see Sebastian surrounded by Chris and Anthony.

Anthony said something, causing the other two men to laugh. Sebastian threw his head back, squeezing his eyes shut and you smile before making your way towards him.

“Hey Y/N.” Anthony greeted.

You smile. “Hey Anthony.”

“Y/N! Where have you been?” Chris asked, throwing an arm around you in a side hug.

“I was talking to Liz and Scarlett.” you tell him. He nods and you look over at Sebastian who had a lazy smile plastered on his face.

“Hello.” he grinned.

You laughed. “Hey.”

His eyebrows furrow and he points to you. “You look just like my girlfriend!” you bite your lip to keep you from laughing again whereas Chris and Anthony burst into fits of giggles. Sebastian studies your face harder before gasping. “Oh shit, you are my girlfriend.”

You giggle. “Are you drunk?”

Sebastian flashes you his teeth. “Completely smashed.”

My Fake boyfriend Part 7

Summary: After receiving a very rude letter of your ex on the mail saying that he is going to get married. You see yourself not knowing what to do, you can just let it go or accept the help of your hot neighbor and pretend he is your boyfriend.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 2273

Warnings: SO MUCH FUFFLY

A/n: Thanks to @drinkfantasy for being my beta. You rock.

credits to the gif owner

Originally posted by winterwldow

Bucky gets off of the bench, offering you his hand. You accept gladly smiling at him, but his mind can’t focus on anything now. Would you let him kiss you? Would you be mad at him for asking? Maybe you would just politely decline; he wouldn’t blame you for not being attracted to him.

In the dinner room everybody is already sitting waiting for the two of you, including an old couple that he assumes to be Lucas’ parents and the way they are looking at you leaves him no doubts.

He sits by your side on the table watching as you smile at him and he kisses your hand. It is a small gesture, sure real couples do this all the time but it was also a way for him to say that things were alright between you two.

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Man Out of Thyme

Originally posted by seabasschino

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Summary: You snapped at Bucky and he misunderstood. 

A/N: Inspired by real-life events that happened to my parents on my dad’s birthday. Also, this is a result of me being put under pressure, I completely ignore what I’m supposed  to do and did this instead. 

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Little One

Reader x Kol Mikaelson

(NOT MY GIF)

*Requested

Word count: 2114

Imagine: being Damon and Stefan’s little sister and having to tell them you are dating Kol Mikaelson.

Being a Salvatore had its perks and, mostly, it was great to have caring and loving siblings. Of course, as you were the younger one and a girl, Damon and Stefan felt like you were, somehow, weaker than them and needed their full protection on every decision you made. Those kind of thoughts annoyed you deeply and it was exactly what drove you to run away from them, disappearing for a few decades. It was for your own sake and you did not regret it for one minute.

“So, mind to tell us where the heck were you last night?” Damon asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Out with a friend.”

“Y/N, you know it’s dangerous out there, especially with the Originals in town.” Stefan reasoned with you.

“Don’t worry, I’m fine and I’m surely not scared of them.”

Your brothers did not know, but you had met the Mikaelsons years ago and grew very close to them, especially to the younger one: Kol Mikaelson. You and him dated for a while, enjoying the pleasures of being wild vampires in the twist of the millennium. It was a brief relationship, though. He disappeared without any explanation and left you heartbroken.

“You should.”

“Don’t worry about me, sweethearts.” You laughed. “Now I’ll go upstairs and shower. Do not disturb me, okay?”

“When did you become so bossy?”

“My brother taught me so when I was little girl.” You yelled, in the way to your room, hearing Stefan laugh downstairs.

Soon enough, you arrived your destination, rushing to open the curtains and admire the gorgeous day outside. Bright sun, white clouds; the whole scene got you wishing to put on a bikini and go swimming. But, as you were at Mystic Falls, that would not be possible. A sigh came out of your lips as the realisation you missed your travels hit you. Shaking your head, you undressed quickly, leaving a small pile of clothes on the floor.

At the bathroom, you put together a great shower.

“Damn it, Damon.” You rolled your eyes, noticing one of your bath salts was gone.

Having no other choice, you shrugged and entered the tub. The water was so warm and cosy it made you close your eyes, smiling. After the long night you had, that was exactly what you needed to unwind.

The minute you closed your eyes, you could not help but think about Kol. It was funny how you thought you would never see him again and, somehow, he was undaggered by Niklaus the same time you got back to Mystic Falls. Sure it could not be a coincidence.


[Over 100 years ago]

“So, Mary, are you sure this party is safe?”

“Yes! I’ve told you that a million times. One of my friends, Elijah, invited me over, I asked if you could come and he said yes.”

“Why do I feel you’re not telling me everything?”

“Come on, Y/N! Let’s go! You get to meet handsome men and drink fresh blood, that ought be good.”

You bit your lower lip, analysing the situation and finally agreeing to go, nodding your head slightly. Mary smiled and let out a girlish shout, which made you giggle.

“By the way, you look stunning in that dress.”

“Don’t make me blush or I might regret going to this party thing.”

Mary only rolled her eyes, the smirk never leaving her lips, and grabbed your hand, pulling you inside the vehicle. For your best friend, life was an endless festivity, you just had to jump in it and enjoy. As for that evening, you decided to go along with her beliefs.


{later that night}

“This is such a bore, Mary. You never told me it was going to be ball.”

The family who owned that place was, surely, very rich. The room had a very unique decoration, featuring light coloured walls, expensive furniture and a bunch of stuff you did not care to pay attention to. Actually, the only thing that caught your eye was a very good-looking guy, who kept gazing at you all night long. However, he did not dare to come around and talk to you.

“Look, stay just a little bit longer and then you’re free to go, all right?”

“Okay.” You nodded. “I’ll go outside, to catch some air. It won’t take long.”

“Fine, I guess I’ll see you later.”

You went up, searching for some sort of balcony. Although it was a clear night with a bright moon shining, the wind kept howling. These moments reminded you so much of your brothers, how they would tuck you in bed and sing you a lullaby, so you would sleep peacefully. Especially Damon. You and him were immensely close siblings.

“Well, what are you doing all by yourself here, love?”

“I guess this is not my kind of party, so I snuck out.” You answered the stranger, without looking at him.

“I saw you with Mary. Are you friends with her?”

“Yeah, she has been my friend for a few years now.” You replied, staring firmly at the moon. “How do you know her?”

“She’s sort of a family friend.”

“Elijah is a relative of yours?”

“My brother.”

You glanced over your shoulder, curious of what that man would look like. For your surprise, you recognised the devilish smirk and the filled with mischief eyes. He walked towards you slowly, which lead you to assume he was huge teaser. His warm touch got your shoulders and you could not help but shudder under it.

“I believe I haven’t gotten your name.”

“Kol Mikaelson, at your service.” He kissed your hand, as a way to display courtesy. “Mind to tell me yours?”

“Y/N Salvatore.”

“Now, what do you say we ditch this party and go out to have some fun?”

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Stay- Zach

Request: Hi! Could I request a Zach imagine?? Where the reader is invited to his party and he’s trying to win her over and asks her to stay the night and to prove it’s not in a sexual way he shuts down the whole party, sends everyone home immediately and watches Netflix her. Thanks!

Your welcome :) this inspired me so it’s a little longer than my usual posts.


 Stay - Zach

“Y/N!” You heard a deep voice call causing you to turn around to see none other than Zach Dempsey.

“I’ve been looking everywhere for you. I was wondering if you wanted to go to my party tonight.” He said sounding vaguely nervous. You couldn’t help but be shocked by the invite; you had only talked to him a handful of times, most of them about school. That and the fact that he had your number from a group assignment a week ago, and he could’ve just texted you.

“Uh yeah maybe. I’m going to be late for Physics but just text me the details.” You responded before racing off to class.

You spent the rest of the day wondering whether you should actually go and trying to figure out why he even invited you. You never were the party type, you didn’t hang out with any of his crowd, and you weren’t even remotely popular. Yet the minute you got home you were riffling through your closet trying to figure out what you could wear. Giving up you settled on a pair of distressed jeans and a lower cut shirt than you would usually wear, curled your hair, and decided not the change the makeup you wore to school in fear of looking like you were trying too hard.

Once you deemed it late enough you drove to the party trying to push away your nerves; it was just a high school party, so you knew you shouldn’t be nervous. Zach most likely didn’t mean anything by inviting you. He was just being polite. That’s all it was. When you pulled up to the house you were even more nervous; the house was surrounded by cars and you could hear music from nearly a block away. You found a parking spot and made your way to the door trying to keep your cool as best as possible. The door was wide open and you could see a crowd of people inside so you made your way in and to the kitchen where you made a weird concoction of bear and soda, mostly just soda.

“You made it.” Zach said walking into the kitchen behind you, having to speak extra loudly over the music. He leaned against the counter watching you as you poured your drink.

“Figured I better do the high school party thing sometime.” You only half joked while smiling up at him.

“Trust me you don’t miss much by not going,” he paused, “but I have to say I’m glad you’re here.”

You didn’t have time to wonder what he meant and decided not to worry about thinking so much, “Surprisingly, I am too.”

“You know I don’t think I’ve ever had this long of a conversation with you that wasn’t about school.” He admitted.

“Oh yeah? How’s this new experience treating you?” You asked taking a sip of your drink.

“Well, let’s just say I’ve hoping this happens a lot more often.” He responded then paused for a few seconds, “you should stay tonight. I want to get to know you.”

Your face went cold, you knew exactly what ‘get to know you’ meant in the mind of a teenage boy, “No, I’m going to go outside. It’s too loud in here.”

You tried to talk past him but his voice stopped you, “Wait Y/N, I didn’t mean it like that. Please just stay, and I promise I won’t try anything. I really just want to actually talk to you and get to know you.”

With most guys you wouldn’t believe them but the sad puppy look on his face stopped you. When Justin walked into the kitchen Zach stopped him.

“Hey, get everyone out of here.” He told Justin in a stern face.

“What? Dude it just started.” He said rolling his eyes at his friend.

“Just tell them someone called the cops. Get everyone out of here now. Look I’ll owe you one.” Zach responded begging his friend who sighed and walked back out to the party. You could hear him yelling about the cops and how everyone needed to leave.

“Why did you do that?” You asked looking up at him.

“This way we can watch movies or something in the living room.” He paused and rubbed the back of his neck, “I know if I brought you upstairs to my room you’d be uncomfortable and think I’m trying something.”

You smiled at him, finally believing he was sincere, “Okay, I’ll stay.”

Networking: You’re Doing It Wrong

I see a lot of people saying, “it’s not what you know, it’s who you know” - and in part, that’s true. But I have yet to see a successful explanation of how to know the “right people.” So I’m going to try.

First, do good work, and be a good person. Like, this always holds true - anyone with a modicum of sense knows that.  

So I’m just going to cover how to get your good work seen.

The most common advice I see is “put yourself out there.” That means:

  • Make a website.
  • Get on social media.
  • Go to conventions.
  • Basically, stick your work in front of everyone possible, every place possible.

Right. That’s all important. But that’s only step one.

I’ve got a huge network, and I generally don’t have a problem finding opportunities. … but get this, I’m actually an introvert. It’s not that I hate people, it just that maintaining relationships requires energy (and about once a month, I hole up in my room for a weekend to recharge).

There are generally two approaches to all problem-solving, “go wide” and “go deep.” The common advice is to go wide - people will remember your work after seeing it 100,000 times.  If you’re lucky, someone will remember. If you’re not, you’ll sink into that cloud of online noise and people who draw just like you and like the same things as you.  

My advice is “go deep.” That’s where my energy goes.

The core of networking is getting people to remember you, so they think of you when a good opportunity comes up. Since people are generally empathetic, the easiest way to do that is to remember them back.  Give time and energy to your newly-formed relationships - or else your image will fade like a 30-second commercial on Hulu. Here are my tips:

Most importantly, take the time to remember faces, remember names, and remember what they need.  Just the core of getting to know someone, really, knowing them as a person.  If you’re not good at remembering things, practice with celebrity faces, do some memory games. Remember, people are people, not just job gatekeepers!  

  • Go out of the way to remember seemingly irrelevant things they’d told you (don’t pressure them) like where they are from, what they like to eat, if they have pets, and what their favorite shows are. Try to find common ground that’s not work.  Be humorous, be intelligent. If you have a conversation about something other than “get me a job,” you will be more likely to remember each other.
  • If you can, truly dedicate a chunk of your brain to the new person.  Don’t be afraid to make the first move to show you want to invest time in this relationship, especially if they’re new in town.  Take them to your favorite restaurant.  Invite them to your next house party.  Suggest seeing a new movie. Or simply say, “i really like how you did [such-and-such] and would love to be a part of it. if you need more help, e-mail me.” (Caveat: small group gatherings in public places are wiser, otherwise things can be misconstrued and go into weird and possible squicky romantic territory.)
  • Go ahead and follow fan pages, blogs, and public sites, but don’t cold-add people on personal social media (ie, a private Facebook) if you haven’t had a conversation with them. Relationships, even networking ones, are largely about privacy and trust. That “follow for follow” thing is bullshit, don’t even try.
  • If your name is super common, hard to spell, or otherwise hard to remember, you might want to make it easier for the other party to remember by coming up with an easily searchable handle.  Things such as puns and common words work well (people remember my friend “ProdigyBombay” years after she stopped posting).
  • Even if it’s been years, don’t forget people. It shows people you give a damn.  Social media is great for this.
  • Finally, remember the setting and space you’re in. And respect peoples’ privacy. Don’t assume someone exists simply so you can get something from them. Showing your portfolio is what’s expected during a review, but not a bar unless they ask to see it.  And if someone doesn’t want to give you information, don’t pry. You wouldn’t make your friends owe you anything, so why should you do that to someone you just met?

Great, so you kinda know a bunch of people, now what?

There are two economic theories I’d like to introduce to you: “Giver, Taker, Matcher” Theory and “Tit for Two Tats” Paradigm. Read these two links before continuing because I’m going to talk as if you know what they are.

  • Giver, Taker, Matcher suggests there are three kinds of people in the world: those who give, those who take, and those who match. Be a smart giver.  If you only take opportunities, no one will want to help you because you’ll be seen as a selfish ass.  Givers try to give opportunities to everyone. Most people are matchers who will “do unto others” - so they’ll take if you’re a taker but they’ll give if you’re a giver.  So if you are a giver surrounded by matchers and other givers, things will be given to you. Those so-called “impenetrable industry circles” are really groups of givers and matches who trust each other and therefore give to each other (you know, like groups of friends).
  • Tit for Two Tats is an iterated prisoner’s dilemma scenario which helps protect you as a giver. If you’re surrounded by takers, you’ll be well, taken advantage of. Be a giver in your first impression, because matchers and other givers will immediately give to you. But if you’re taken from, give once again - because hey, sometimes people are down on their luck and they simply can’t help you out. And a friend who only helps when you can help them back isn’t reliable.  However, if the pattern of taking repeats a lot, cut off your giving before that person hurts you.
  • So I’m saying, yes, sometimes you might actually want to work for exposure or for cheap. The world is full of takers who will leave you high and dry, but if you know someone is a matcher or a giver, it might just be worth it to do that discount job.  Good examples would be for a high-profile Kickstarter or charity, although most reliable for-profit businesses should offer to pay.  When doing small personal stuff for friends, I charge a nominal fee of about $10/hr. This works out pretty well by giving me motivation, and friends help keep friends fed. (Note, corporations who use your work for profit are not the same as your friends and for professional jobs the rate is the rate is the rate.)
  • Since we are all limited by physical and temporal resources, give your help when it’s needed most. Go out of you want to see the friend who’s in town for a only day.  Pick up that sad soul stranded at LAX (thank you, i love you, rollaine).  You don’t need to hang out every day to maintain a meaningful friendship, but a real friend is there when it counts.

Finally, once you’re comfortable with that person and have a reliable relationship, don’t be afraid to ask for work, especially when an opportunity really interests you and doubly especially if someone straight-up asks you to apply (this includes open calls for art).  Not everyone knows who needs work at what point in time, so making note of your status is totally allowable.  Your friends can’t help you if they don’t know you want help.  But if they do know already, don’t be bothersome.  You’re letting someone know your availability, not demanding they give you a job.

So yeah, that’s essentially the “going deep” part to networking - dedicate the same mental energy to whom you’ve met as you’d want dedicated to you!  And that includes not being a shitty, take-y person.

tl;dr - To network properly, don’t approach people like you want them to get your a job.  Approach them like you want to make a new friend. And don’t be a shitty friend.

Worlds Away - Ch 1

Originally posted by itschiminie

Pairing: Reader x Jimin

Genre: Online Dating!AU (Fluff, Angst, Smut)

Word Count: 3.5k

Plot: You met Jimin through your favorite online video game. Finding out that he lived on the other side of the world from you. You both quickly fell for each other, and dealt with the issues that come with online dating. Although, some temptations are too hard to turn away. Especially when your significant other is nowhere near.


You bust through the door of your apartment, if you had swung the door open any harder in your haste you would have torn it off it’s hinges. You threw your keys and bag on the floor in the entryway, and made a beeline for your desk where your laptop had been sitting. 

As you waited for your laptop to awaken, you checked your appearance briefly. Making yourself look as presentable as possible after a long day at work.

You mindlessly drummed your fingers on the desk as the butterflies in your stomach became relentless. You heard the whoosh of Skype opening through the speakers on your laptop and immediately sat up straight, excitement of seeing your long time boyfriend for the first time in a week.

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Pick Me Up

Originally posted by jaesbum

REQUESTED: university JB comes by and picks you up by the library late at night… and one thing leads to another…

Reader (you) x Jaebum

Word Count: 1439

Warnings: suggestive

note: here you go, anon! to answer your question sent through your request (who’s my bias?) mark tuan haha. i’m such a sucker for mark but jaebum tho… anyways happy reading everyone and take care! -admin


As a university student, your life was mostly occupied by studying but that wasn’t always the case. Your friends invited you to parties and sometimes you would join them, just have some fun and forget about your classes. Other times, you would turn them down and spent time with a close friend of yours, Youngjae. You would choose Youngjae over any party because of how close you two were. Youngjae majored in music and planned to be a music therapist in the future to spread his love for music. Whenever you two hung out, it’ll usually be somewhere in the music wing where he composed his own songs. And you didn’t mind spending your time in the wing because of someone in particular that you’ve taken interest in.

His name was Jaebum and one of the most handsome guy on campus. His reputation was a chic and cold guy but Youngjae told you he wasn’t anything like that. It was one day where you and Youngjae sat in the cafeteria, eating lunch peacefully, until Jaebum sat down next to Youngjae. Shocked, you wondered why Jaebum would sit with Youngjae until you figured out that he made music as well and he was exceptionally good at it. Whenever Youngjae made music, Jaebum would occasionally join him and you weren’t complaining. The man was an attractive producer and an amazing artist.

You two quickly became friends but deep down inside of you, you wanted something more. Once you told your friends about Jaebum, they were beyond jealous that you were friends with the hottest guy on campus. But you kind of brushed it off and said it wasn’t a big deal since you didn’t have time to worry about guys when exams were coming up. Hence why you spent the next two weeks in the library, stuffing your face in your books. Late nights were a regular thing and the weather got cold outside. You would always complain to Youngjae how cold it was whenever you exited the library late at night. And somehow, your complaints were heard by Jaebum.

The night was cold and dark when you left the library after a day of hardcore studying. You had wished you brought a thicker jacket just to fight the freezing weather. Plus, the bus didn’t run late at night so you were stuck walking home. You grabbed your bag and books and started to head outside the library until someone caught your attention. Jaebum stood outside with his hands in his pocket, his leather jacket matching the color of the night. Whenever he let out a breath, you could see the clouded condensation in the air and his facial expression shivering in the cold. You were shocked by the fact that Jaebum was standing outside of the library since he was rarely seen at this place. You started to question his actions and asked why wouldn’t he stand inside if he was that cold. Either way, you were beyond delighted to see him.

“Jaebum!” You called him as you exited the building, the cold hitting your body.

“Ah, (Y/N), you’re still here?” Jaebum asked, trying to act cool when it was obvious that he was freezing.

“Yeah,” You breathed out, “I’m just about to go home. Why are you here?”

“I was, um, close by and I just thought I’d come by to pick you up since, uh, I heard you were studying late and you know, I don’t want you walking home in the cold which might get you sick before your exam and, uh, yeah.” Jaebum rambled while rocking back and forth on his heels. You giggled under your breath and thought of how adorable Jaebum looked when he was rambling. It was obvious he was making an excuse and you found it funny how he was covering up his feelings.

“So you were close by and you came to pick me up?” You raised an eyebrow at him.

“Sounds about right to me.” Jaebum smiled, his eyes shining in the street light.

“Whatever you say.” You shook your head and smacked Jaebum in the chest. Just the thought of Jaebum picking you up sounded like boyfriend material for you. But when Jaebum grabbed your arm and dragged you towards his car, it made your heart race and your face flush red in the cold. You wanted to tell him how you felt but was only afraid to ruin the friendship you two had.

“Sit in the back seat for a bit, I need to clean the passenger seat first.” Jaebum stated as he opened the door for you. You plopped yourself down inside the warm car and rubbed your hands together. You watched as Jaebum frantically cleaned out his car, throwing out the trash he had at the front. Soon, Jaebum joined you in the back seat, closing the doors of his car and rubbing his knees for warmth.

“What are you doing?” You asked, looking at Jaebum in the dark.

“I’m cold, let the driver warm up first.” Jaebum breathed out.

“You know that girl who hangs around the music wing everyday? I heard she likes you. You should hit her up sometime.” You stated, trying to make a conversation with him. Even though you liked him, you always had a habit of setting Jaebum up with a girl other than you. You thought that you weren’t good enough for him, hence why you set up Jaebum with other girls. But deep down inside, it hurt and you didn’t know why you did this to yourself.

“No, I have another girl in mind.” Jaebum sighed, leaning back on the seat.

“What?” You squeaked. “Why didn’t you tell me this?”

“I’ll tell you now if you come closer to me.” Jaebum said, signalling you to come closer to him. You scooched your body closer to him as he wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you in.

“To be honest, I lied to you.” Jaebum whispered in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. You heart started to race because of the intimate contact you two were having. But you weren’t complaining since you liked how close he was to you.

“I wasn’t close by or anything,” Jaebum softy said in your ear as he placed his hands on your waist, pushing you down so that your laid back on the seat, “I just wanted to pick you up to see your face.”

“My face?” You gasped, getting slightly hot as Jaebum’s thumb swiped your bottom lip. In the dark, you could see Jaebum lick his lips before hovering on top of you, his lips dangerously close to yours.

“Your beautiful face.” He breathed out. “And your soft lips.”

With that, he connected your lips with his. His lips were warm and tasted of mint; he had obviously been chewing gum earlier. His hands were placed on your waist and you locked your arms around his neck pulling him down slightly. The kiss was hot, fiery, passionate and, demanding, something you were waiting for since the day you met Jaebum. He pressed his tongue to the seam of your lips and, at your grant of access, delved inside your mouth. Jaebum broke away, after a few moments, and took of his jacket along with your as well. The heat shared between you two was enough to keep you warm.

Soon, you felt a hot breath on your neck, then the tender brush of lips. Burning as they make contact with your neck. Jaebum’s hand ran through your hair, as the kisses become harder and more urgent. He snaked his arms around your waist and pulled your closer to him, your body colliding with his. You leaned your head back and let out a soft moan, enjoying the work Jaebum was doing to your neck, hitting all the sweet spots.

“Jaebum, please.” You moaned as Jaebum’s hands wandered down your body, his lips still attached to your neck. After leaving a slight bruise on your neck, he pushed you down back onto the back seat and took off his shirt. Leaning up towards the front of the car, he pulled out his phone and connected it to the sound system. The r&b music Jaebum listened to blasted in the car as Jaebum locked all the doors.

“So no one could hear your screams.” Jaebum smirked in the dark as he grabbed the hem of your jeans and fiddled around with the button. You bit your finger and flashed a smirk at Jaebum, knowing full on well where this was going. And there was no turning back.


part two