Rewatching season 10 of SPN because I’m writing a fanfic for class based in it. Just got to where Dean is talking to death.
Hey. Kindly fuck off my page. I’m literally 18 and you’re the same age as my grandpa. Also it said men dni you creepy pig 🖕🏻
Being a switch is wild because I wanna fuck a girl stupid but at the same time I wanna be fucked stupid.
I feel like Peter would read fanfics about himself if anything.
Completely random but have you ever read any fanfiction about yourself or the other ghostbusters? Sorry if you’ve answered this before.
Oh, absolutely.
It’s a trip.
I was in the middle of class and my mom texted me saying the Queen was dead. Why was my first thought to Check Tumblr??
I take blame that isn’t meant for me.
It hurts to do,
But if I don’t take it then who will?
If no one admits to their wrong,
Then it is my job,
Because somehow,
In someway
I am always the catalyst.
Anytime I come along,
Something that had once been buried
Comes to the surface again.
Maybe I am simply bad luck.
Maybe things would be better if I wasn’t here.
Which is why I take the blame,
Even when I am tired,
Even when it hurts me,
Even when it leaves behind scars,
I will always take the blame,
Because if I don’t
I fear they might leave,
And to me,
That is worse than any kind of blame I give myself.
For the guy that just liked my post, fuck off. That’s not for you and it clearly said men dni and clearly was talking about me with a girl. I don’t want it reblogged on your whole account full of straight porn. 👍 be a grown man since you’re in your mid-30s and get out of the queer space.
Fucking creep.
Stop liking my reblogs or I'll kiss you desperately 🫦
Don’t threaten me with a good time~ 😏
Summary: Yoongi has to work yet another late night meaning Y/N would have to go home alone. So, instead of that, she just stays with Yoongi while he works.
I looked at the taller male and groaned. “Why does Yoongi have to stay late?” I questioned. Normally I don’t have a problem with it since it doesn’t happen often. But this is now the fifth time in a row that Yoongi wouldn’t be home. It started to become a habit and I didn’t like it. I already didn’t get to see him as much with their comeback so this just added on to it.
“Because BangPD-nim asked him to, he has some lyrics to finish and then he can go home. Listen, you can talk to him about details but I also have work to do. Sorry Y/N.” Seokjin said before leaving the room. I sighed before going to Yoongi’s studio thinking that if he is staying then I might as well.
I input the code for Yoongi’s studio and walked in to see my boyfriend working on his computer typing some stuff before looking up at me. “Hey, what are you doing here? I thought you went home.” He asked, watching as I sat down on his couch.
“I miss having you beside me Yoongi. When will the late nights stop?” I asked. Yoongi just looked back at his computer before sighing to himself.
“Soon, I promise, this is the last thing needed and then I won’t work this late again as far as I can say at least.” He said honestly. “You can go home now since this will probably take a bit longer. I don’t want you losing sleep because of me.” Yoongi said, mumbling the last part.
“I would lose sleep regardless of where I am Yoongi. I can’t sleep without you now. Also, I don’t like you being alone so I’m staying.” I said laying down on the couch and getting on my phone. I could hear Yoongi silently laugh to himself before turning back to his work.
I looked at the clock on my phone that read 1:42 am. We had now been there for two hours. I looked towards Yoongi and sighed before going over and taking off his headphones. “You were only meant to finish the lyrics tonight. Not work on the sound as well.” I said to the male. He looked up at me and sighed.
“I just wanna make sure the lyrics sound good with the beat. This is why I told you to go home.” Yoongi explained, before covering his mouth to silence a yawn. I nodded before grabbing his arm and pulling him to the couch. “What are you doing?” He questioned my actions but still did not stop me.
“You need some rest. So, we are going to take a thirty minute nap. I will even set an alarm.” I said laying down before pulling him with me. He looked at me before looking at his computer and nodding. I smiled before going onto my phone and setting an alarm for thirty minutes. Yoongi laid down beside me, putting his arms around my waist to keep me close.
“This is why I’m dating you.” He said quietly. I shrugged looking at him.
“I thought you dated me because you love me but okay.” I joked, earning a silent laugh from him as he nodded lightly.
“That’s the main reason. This is just a bonus reason.” Yoongi said before kissing the tip of my nose. “Now go to sleep Y/N.” He whispered as I closed my eyes. Just as the light hands of sleep pulled me in I heard Yoongi say something. “사랑해.”
~END~
Just saying if you don’t know/don’t wanna translate then the Korean words mean ‘I love you’ or more commonly known as Saranghae.
Thoughts
An unwelcome guest
That refuses to leave
The one that will walk in
As if they own the home
You call the mind.
They can be safe
They can cause joy.
For me
It’s the pain.
The pain of thinking
The pain of knowing
That if I listened
I wouldn’t be here.
Knowing that if I listened,
Everything would be different.
Thoughts are different,
But they carry the same message.
When I was younger,
They were a safe zone.
Now that I’m older
They are a death sentence.
Thoughts that yell
Despite how silent they truly are.
A silent knife
To a heart unshielded.
If I listened
Would they finally leave?
If I took the plunge
Would they finally become mute?
We shall never know
Because the thoughts keep me silent.
From the observations
That I never asked for.
The thoughts will announce things,
How skinny that girl
That girl in my biology class,
Who has a family perfected
Who has friends and is popular,
How that girl in my biology class
Should’ve been me
If I had only listened.
The thoughts will point out that kid
With a present father
And a picture perfect home
And say that could’ve been me
If only I had listened.
If I had listened
I would’ve been happy
I would be happy
If I listened to the thoughts
That were once a safe haven
That have turned into my own personal prison.
Shrouded in the lies people would say.
Once a gift
Now becoming a curse.
Phenomenal art for a phenomenal movie
Goncharov (1973)
-Goncharov to Andrey Daddano, from the movie Goncharov (1973).
Little fanart I did of this incredible movie, go watch it!!