yeah guys... i went there

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when u’re trying to support ur bf but u’re bad at it verbally but still trying

Classic Rock Fan Problem #1

When someone asks who your crush is and once you answer they reply with “who?” So you tell them to google them and once they do they’re like “ewwwww he’s a raisin”……ya kinda just sigh, take their phone, and type in ‘young’ after their name.

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One year x

Thank you for coming back, TLSP <3

"MBTI AS THINGS MY FRIENDS HAVE SAID" -an enfp
  • INTJ: "I just signed up for ten clubs... I'm going to be very busy from now on, aren't I?" "I can literally feel the regret coming off of you"
  • INTP: "I was just randomly googling the word "wow" and I found out all about this airline called WOW airlines. *rants for a few minutes then acts like they never ranted*"
  • ENTJ: " I have been taking Muy Thai classes for 20 years-" "ENTJ, you're not even 20." "... The point is this person isn't going to beat me."
  • ENTP: "ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THAT, ENFP? Don't you dare tell me you got it from Wikipedia." "..."
  • INFJ: " Guys, do we have to fight?" "YES!!!" "... *explosion of a thousand suns*"
  • INFP: " Have you ever heard of the ratakuo?" "No...?" "Good because it doesn't exist."
  • ENFJ: "I need another cup of coffee to deal with these people." "Haven't you drunken like 6 cups already?" "And your point is?"
  • ENFP: "I-ay m-aay orrible-hay erson-pay." "What did you just say?" "Nothing~~"
  • ISTJ: " I understand that you are under my general IQ, but please heed the stupidity that escapes your mouth. I don't want to be infected."
  • ISFJ: "I'm sorry those ickle pickles did something like that to you..."
  • ESTJ: "Patricia, I need 2 people on that case stat." "ESTJ, none of us are named Patricia." "Do I look like I care?"
  • ESFJ: "Hi! My name is ESFJ, I enjoy warm hugs, hot coco, and watching mean people being kicked out of the social hierarchy."
  • ISTP: "I managed to play video games 40 hours straight with only one bathroom break." "That's amazing, but sounds absolutely horrible for your body." "It was worth it."
  • ISFP: "I wish that you guys went to my school." "We do." "Ok yeah!!!"
  • ESTP: "I have a whole schedule planned for not sleeping the next 60 hours." "ESTP, no." "ESTP, yes."
  • ESFP: "ME GUSTA BAILAR LA MACARENA!"
Party Like A Stark

Originally posted by maybelline

Peter Parker x  Stark Reader

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Summary: Today is your 19th birthday, and you also happen to be Tony Stark’s loved daughter.  What’s a better way to celebrate this special day than a party?!  All the Avengers and family friends will be there, even your secret crush Spider-Man.  You’ve always wanted to meet the famous spiderling, but little did you know you already know him.  Your party will definitely be one to remember.

Warnings: none! just lots of fluff and hugs

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AN: So this will be my mini Peter fic that will lead up to smut!! I wanted to just do a Peter smut but i had this brilliant idea that needed more than one post!! I would like to point out that both Peter and reader are 18+, so it’s not weird.  Also, Pietro is alive and healthy bc I refuse to accept that this precious muffin is dead.  Also Clint and Nat are together bc I refuse to believe they weren’t made for each other. So hope you enjoy the first part of my mini fic!!

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anonymous asked:

When did you know you were a lesbian?

i was gonna tell a joke but being totally honest it was a super gradual process of sorting out my issues with compulsory heterosexuality bc ive always liked girls more than men but my churchy unbringing brought on a lot of internalized homophobia that i also had to work through.

like me accepting myself a lesbian is something that’s happened in the last couple years interestingly enough through c*rmilla.

Party Like A Stark

Originally posted by dailymcugifs

Originally posted by milady-jane

Peter Parker x Stark Reader

Part (2/6)

Part 1 Part 3 Part 4  Part 5  Part 6

Summary: Today is your 19th birthday, and you also happen to be Tony Stark’s loved daughter.  What’s a better way to celebrate this special day than a party?!  All the Avengers and family friends will be there, even your secret crush Spider-Man.  You’ve always wanted to meet the famous spiderling, but little did you know you already know him.  Your party will definitely be one to remember.

Warnings: still lots of fluff!!

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AN: Guys I’m literal trash ahahah this fic is going to be a bit longer than expected because there’s just so many things that pop in my head !! I mean I love writing this story so much, that’s why it’s so long!  I hope you guys don’t mind having to wait longer for the smut!!  I don’t know i think it’s worth it because peter is just so precious and I love the reader’s relationship with everyone! well anyway, enjoy!!

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Bite Me (Oneshot)

AN: Soooo guess who’s not dead? Yeah, sorry guys. I started my Senior year and everything just went to hell from there. Fortunately, I’m graduating next month and I won’t be starting college until the Fall, so guess who has more free time soon!? Anyways, I started a new request, but then remembered I had this one already started and almost done. So I finished it real quick and I’m posting it as a sort of apology for being so inactive. I hope this one is to your liking, anon!

Prompt:  Hi! Can you do a Bucky x reader where they kinda have a love/hate relationship and one day they are arguing and the reader is like “bite me” to Bucky and he’s like okay and leaves a bunch of hickeys on her. And then like the next day while them and the avengers are chilling Steve see’s the marks and is like the hell? And Bucky appears and is like she said bite me so I did. Sorry if this is confusing and thank you so much!!

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, teasing, angry/horny Bucky, heavy kissing, hickeys, no smut tho.

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The relationship between you and Bucky was friendly but at the same time… strained. At times the both of you would get along and sometimes actually hang out. Other times you would be at each other’s throats. This obviously was driving the team crazy since they never knew what mood the two of you would be in. However, everything finally came to a head one evening after a particularly stressful mission.

“Hey, Y/N, have you seen my-” Bucky was cut off as soon as he walked into the bathroom connected to your room and saw you. He narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms over his broad chest.

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anonymous asked:

What about Jasper or David being really good at ice skating and the other is trying to stay on his goddamn feet and the one really good just helps him and kinda holds him while they go around

jasper doesn’t know what the fuck he’s doing so he latches onto david the whole time, and i mean, david isn’t complaining,,,

Dogs are much more cute (Juice-Sons of Anarchy)

Requested by the lovely @paintballkid711 :Hey! I was wondering if you could do an imagine where juice falls for a complete tomboy who happens to be happy’s younger sister? And that she’s never had a boyfriend because of who her brother is? But happy is actually ok with it in the end? Maybe fluff and smut? Ps I love your writing!

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Happy walked out of the club house finding his little sister working on one of the cars that some rich lady brought in a couple of hours ago. He smiled to himself, thinking of all the amazing memories he and his sister shared. They were not that alike, except for the fact that they both loved speed and they both adored working on cars or bikes. 

She was very tomboy-ish. She loved to wear caps or beanies and usually had her hair in a pony tail so it didn’t get in her face while working. 

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“Hey.” A guy, around her age walked up to her just as she got from under the car she was currently working on.

“Hey, Michael.” She greeted the guy she used to go to school with. “What’s up?” She smiled as he offered her his hand, which she took and he pulled her up. 

“Nothing much, heard you were back in town so i wanted to come say hi.” He said as the two hugged. It was one of the, so called, bro hugs, where two people bump shoulders and pat each other on the back if they’re feeling especially affectionate. 

“Ah yeah, I went to a wedding.”

“No shit,” The guy raised his eyebrow in disbelief, “Don’t tell me you wore a dress.’‘ 

’'Yep, it’s apparently mandatory when you’re one of the braids maids.” She rolled her eyes, fixing her trucker cap. 

“Dude, I would pay good money to see you in a dress.” He said looking her up and down, his hand on her shoulder. She was wearing jean overalls and a white t shirt that was covered in smudges from the car oils and god knows what else. 

“Dude, Never gonna happen!” She said in the same tone.

“Can I help you?” Happy walked up to the two, his face dark and serious.

“C'mon Hap, we’re just talking.” Y/N sighed, knowing exactly what’s gonna happen. He was always so protective. Needless to say that she never had a boyfriend because no she had ever gone out with had enough guts to face her brother, so her relationships usually consisted of one date and never speaking to that person ever again after happy had one of his thought with him.

“Talk without touching.” Happy said shortly before flicking the guys hand off his sister’s shoulder. 

“Don’t worry, man, she’s not my type.” Mitchel lifted his hands in his defense. 

“Excuse me?” Happy took a step forward, ready to punch the guy’s face in.

“No, no, I didn’t mean it like that.” Mitchel almost stuttered. “I’m in to guys.’' 

’'Good.” Happy said backing away before wrapping his arm around his sister. “You can keep him, I like him.” He said to his sister making her laugh and walked away. 

“Your brother is intense.’' 

’'Yeah, but you are the first guy he actually told me to keep, so, congrats dude.” She said making them both laugh.  ’'Hey, you up for a beer? I need a break.“

’'Sure.” He nodded and the duo walked over to the picnic table. 

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Juice rode in to the MT, just as Y/N and some guy sat down at the picnic table. “Who’s he?” He asked one of the new prospects as he parked his bike next to the others. 

“That’s Michael, Y/N’s friend.” Rat replied.

“Friend?” Juice couldn’t help the bitter taste of jealousy that he tasted when he saw the two laughing. He has had a thing for Happy’s sister for a while. She was something else. She almost never wore make up, but she looked like the most beautiful girl in the world to him. She wasn’t really the type of girl he would usually go for. She was hot, there’s no denying that and soon the two became friends. They shared so many interests and he could talk to her for hours and not get tired. 

“Yeah.” Rat nodded. “I think he was checking out Jax before, tho.”

“Good.” Juice smirked to himself, knowing there’s nothing to worry about. He walked towards the club house but decided to take the long way so he will be able to pass Y/N on the way. “Hey.’' 

’'Juice, hey!” Y/N smiled looking up from her friend to see Juice, the boy she had a crush on since forever.  ’'Juice this is Michael, Michael this is Juice.“

’'Nice to meet you… Juice.” Michael said a bit confused about the nickname. 

“You too.” Juice said not really talking his eyes off off Y/N. “Are we still on for tonight?”

“Yeah, I’ll come by your room at 7.” She smiled taking off her hat. 

“See ya.’' 

’'Bye.” Y/N smiled before Michael grabbed her hand.

“You didn’t tell me you were banging the juicy Latino!!”

“What?” Her eyes widened. “No! We’re just friends. We are gonna watch the world cup later.” She shook her head. “And for fucks sake please never say the sentence 'banging the juicy Latino’ ever again.”

“But you like him, right?” He ignored everything she just said.

“Maybe.’'She shrugged, trying to play it cool. His eyes bore holes in her act. ’'Okay.. definitely.’' 

’'You two would look cute together.’' 

’'Shut up!” She slapped his shoulder making them both laugh. 

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It was 6:50 PM when Y/N walked down the hallway leading to the sons’s Dorms. She was freshly showered, her hair in it’s natural wavy state gathered on one side of her head. She wore some ripped jeans, white tank top and a red and black plaid shirt. 

She took a deep breath before knocking on Juices door. 

“Yeah.” A familiar vice came from the other end of the door and she entered. 

“Hey, everything ready?” She asked with a smile before looking around his  room. It was so tidy and clean that she felt right at home. She was always on Happy’s case about cleaning a bit more. 

“Mhm.” He smiled grabbing a bowl of popcorn and sitting down on his bed. 

She kicked off her shoes and joined him on the bed, looking up at the tv in front of them. The match hasn’t started yet. 

“Had fun with your friend?” He asked throwing a popcorn in to his mouth.

“Yeah.” She nodded taking a hand full of popcorn and eating one of them.  ’'He thinks you’re a Bangable juicy Latino.“ She winked at him. 

’'Is that so?” He laughed, shaking his head. “Is it true tho?’' 

’'Huh?”

“Am I a bangable juicy Latino?” He said making her look at him with surprise. They have been friends for a while now, but they never been flirty. 

“Well, Juan, You are pretty bangable, but i will never ever again refer to you as juicy.” She shook her head, not being able to hide her smile. 

“That’s good to hear.” He said before laughing. “That would be the preferred version, yeah.’' 

’'Nice to know we are on the same page.” She laughed, facing him not the tv. 

“Are we tho?’' 

’'What are you talking about?’' 

’'Y/N…I..” Juice didn’t know what to say or where to even start. He has wanted to tell her that he liked her so many times. But  now, when he finally got the chanse, he had no idea how to go about it. “Fuck it.” He cupped her face and leaned in, pressing his lips to hers. 

It took her a second to realise what was happening. She didn’t kiss back and he pulled away after realising she is not reacting the way he hoped for. 

“I.. I’m sorry, Y/N.” He let go of her. “I shouldn’t have done that.” He shook his head. “I’m sorry.”

“Juan-’' 

’'No, no, I’m sorry. Can we just pretend this never happened?” She could see anxiety all over his face. His body was tensed up, his forehead wrinkled, blood pumping trough his veins.

“Juan!” She raised her voice, making him look at her. “Shut up!” She said with a smile before leaning in and kissing the man in front of her. This time it took him a second to react but once he figured out what was happening he grabbed her hips as her hands fund their place around his neck. She crawled on top of him, straddling his lap. 

“Really?” He asked with a smile, not sure if this is happening or if he is dreaming. 

“Really.” She nodded with a giggle before kissing him again as he wrapped his arms around her, bring her closer to him. 

“Why the hell didn’t we do this sooner?” Juice smiled, with everything going on with the club this was by far the highlight of his week, hell, it was the highlight of his year. 

“Dude, I don’t know.” She  shook her head, taking a second to just look at him. Really look at him. His brown eyes sparkled and his smile, oh his smile…

“Hey, is Y/N here-” Happy walked in to Juice’s room without  knocking and stopped in his stacks when he saw them. His sister was on top of Juice, who’s hands were on her ass, they were pretty close, as if they were kissing a second before. “Y/N!” Happy did his best to keep his voice calm. “Get. Off. Him.’' 

’'Hap, wait, don’t do this!” She tried to calm him down as she got up from the bed. 

“Happy, I… It’s not what you think..” Juice tried to explain but before he knew it Happy was in front of him, punching his face.

“Happy!!” Y/N yelled, not sure what to do as the men found themselves on the floor, throwing punches at one another. “Juan!!’' 

She let out a sight as not one nor the listened to her. ’'Fine, kill each other then.” She rolled her eyes and walked out of the room. 

“What the hell was that about?” Gemma as Y/N walked in to the bar and sat down next to her.

“Long story short. Happy walked in on me and Juice making out.’' 

’'Ah..” Gemma nodded, giving her a glass of whiskey. It was nothing new for the sons to fight. 

“Yeah.” The  girl shook her head taking a sip of  her drink. 

“Oh the other hand. I wont a bet thank to you.’' 

’'What?’' 

’'Me and Unser might or might not made a bet on when you and Juice will get together.” Gemma shrugged. 

“What?!”

“Don’t act so surprised. Everyone knew you two had a thing for each other.’' 

’'Seriously?” Y/N asked before laughing at the way Gemma looked at her as if to say 'Are you really surprised?’

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About 15 minutes later Juice and Happy walked out, both bloody. “Took you long enough.” Y/N rolled her eyes as she saw her brother and the guy who she was kissing minutes before make their way to her. 

“You can keep him too.” Happy said as they reached her. 

“Seriously?” The girl couldn’t help but be surprised. 

“You do know i’m not a dog, right?” Juice said walking up to her before wrapping his arm around her.

“I know, Dogs are much more cute.” Happy told him and walked away making his sister laugh.

“That’s debatable.” Y/N said before kissing Juice.

“I will ignore the fact that you’re comparing me to a dog if you kiss me again.”



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Request here!

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I’m sorry there is not much fluff and no smut. today was a weird day for writing, dunno, probably a writers block. But i might write a part two with smut an all that fun stuff. 

Split

Ed reveals his other personality and upsets the reader, but comforts her in the end.
Requested– Yes
A/n– thanks anonymous for my first request. I hope you like it.
Warning– no not really.
Rating–fluffy ending
Title– Split

On most nights, your wonderful boyfriend Ed would have a delicious dinner already set at the table. However, tonight he was caught up at the GCPD working on a case. You weren’t much of a cook, but you knew Ed would appreciate the thought. You got out an old cookbook that was never really used, as Ed had all of his recipes in his head. You decided on steak and mashed potatoes. Simple enough. As you cooked, you thought of a story to write for the Gotham Gazette. You were a freelance writer and recently picked up an assignment for the Gotham Gazette. You did your best with the steak and potatoes but the the steak ended a little more burned than intended and the potatoes were a tad bit chunky.  But you didn’t think anything of it and you knew Ed wouldn’t either. As you lit the candles and put the plates on the table, you heard the door of your apartment open. “Hello?” You heard him call out.
“Hello, Edward.” You called. You saw his lean, tall figure hand up his coat by the door.
“How was your day?” You go over and kiss his cheek.
“Oh Y/n you know I don’t like to burden you with such things.” He says looking at you with love in his eyes.
“Well I have a surprise for you!” You said excitedly. “I made you dinner!” You lead him to the dinner table.
“Oh Y/n this is absolutely wonderful! Thank you so much.”
“It’s the least I could do. You always have dinner ready for me. But be warned, it’s probably not going to be as good as yours.” You say bashfully.
“I’m sure it will be amazing.” He says giving you a sweet smile.
Dinner was going well. Ed ate without any clues of not liking your meal. You were now telling him about an old friend you met at the supermarket. “Remember I told you he was the guy I went to prom with? Yeah he’s now a firefighter. How cool is that! I never would have imagined such a sweet guy would be such tough dude now.”
Ed suddenly took off his glasses and shakily set them on the table.
“Such a tough dude huh? Maybe you should go with him. Feed him this garbage you call food. I mean y/n did you even try? And don’t tell me how you high school crush has this bad ass job. Do you know what I do all day? As far as I can tell, all you do is sit at home all day, doing nothing.” He slammed his palms on the table.
You gaped at his speechless. Your fork dropped from your hand.
You tried to speak but nothing came out. Tears in your eyes, you got up from the table and threw your napkin at him. You couldn’t believe Ed could be so mean. You let out a sob and slammed the door behind you.  You head Ed call out, “y/n! Y/n wait . Please y/n.” He opened the door. You tried to run down the steps but his darn long legs beat you. He got in front of you and held on your shoulders, dangerously close to your neck. “Let me go.” You gasped.
“Please y/n. Listen to me. I am so sorry. You don’t understand . I have this… voice inside me. And sometimes he wins. And I’m so incredibly sorry. Please y/n. I didn’t mean a word of that. I just. I just got jealous. Of your friend from high school. I’m so sorry.”
You look at him with tears in your eyes. “You didn’t mean it?” You sniff and wipe your eyes.
“Not one word. I’m so sorry.” He closed his eyes and you could see the regret on his face.
Wordlessly you wrap your arms around his torso and burry your head in his chest. You could feel his hands stroke on your hair, knowing you loved that.
“Please forgive me.” He whispered in your hair.
“I forgive you.” You mumble in his chest. “Why didn’t you tell me?” You say, pulling your head back and looking at him.
“I didn’t want to scare you away.” He said sheepish, clearly back to his old self. “I love you.” You looked up surprised. That was his first time saying it.
“I love you too.” You whispered.
“Come on let’s go finish that delicious dinner you made.” He grabbed your hand and kissed you softly, before leading you back to your apartment.

Shape of You (3)

And so the drama begins. Can’t wait to share more of this story with you. Also Can’t wait for Tuesday when we get to see more of our precious Nessian pairing =)

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Chapter 3

Feyre was waiting on the porch when we pulled into the driveway. After breakfast Cassian had somehow talked me into letting him drive the rest of the way. It felt good to sit and watch the trees, I was taken back to all the years I spent in the passenger seat anticipating our annual trip to the lake house. It was the only time we felt like a real family, when we spent our time together swimming and laughing.

That all stopped when our mother died. We lost a lot when our mother finally gave into her illness. In a way our father had become a stranger, we had lost him too. It was just the three of us, banded together in order to keep some semblance of a family.

Feyre came running down the walk and I smiled as she ran right into me. She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me only the way a little sister could. Tight and long, as if she thought she was enough to put me back into the girl she had once known. The girl she didn’t even realize was gone.

I hugged her back, “hey little sis.”

She pulled away to look at me. She touched my cheek, the same gesture my mother used to do so long ago. I couldn’t believe how much she looked like her. Feyre was our mother’s spitting image as well as her twin. She had the same gestures, the same everything. And she had been the youngest, she couldn’t remember much about the woman who never got to raise her.

“Nesta you look good,” she said softly running her thumb along my cheek, “I can’t believe how much I missed you, big sis.”

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The sun was in the middle of the sky now. I was zoned out staring at it when I heard her yell out.
“Max!”
I felt someone run into me but I managed to soften the land with my hands.
Seriously? I laid there, still looking up at the sun.
I heard her gently laughing. “You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
She grabbed my arm and hoisted me up.

anonymous asked:

hmm, an image that comes to mind is someone walking on a tightrope barefoot, with a small smile on their face despite the danger. someone very brave and strong, trying their best in the situation they're in. i'm not entirely sure why. it might be the dark-tinged humour of your posts? but anyways, it's not a bad vibe at all, your personality is like a breath of fresh air.

oh man this is such a nice thing to read… I’m glad you have this image of me :’>>

Astro’s reaction to you kissing their cheek~

Thank you for the request exoandbtsreactions~

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Jinwoo-

While waiting for the bus to take you two home you come up behind Jinwoo and kiss him on the cheek.

“What was that for?”

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