#ofofo

[skeletonglue]

// Realizing the list of Augie's types I've mentioned before all included fighty boys somehow lmfao secret hidden type trait wtf lol

Asgore, The Iron Bull, Manotaurs etc

[smoshimagine]

Close for comfort

Writer: flower gay!

Summary: y/n needs to pay just a bit more attention during smore time

Authors note: heitkkwbs ahhh I'm publishing my first writing on here Jesus Christ!

It was just a joke. A dumb thing messing with fire at night. A few friends around and burnt marshmallows in the air. Y/n and Wes were making faces and stuffing their faces with poorly made smores. A few others from smosh sitting around, they were gonna record a video, but while others were setting it up, they were getting a fire going. "Cold smores taste gross, someone get a fire going!" Wes complained as he ate yet another smore of unmelted chocolate and marshmallows.

Noah, courteous as always, also having hairspray, offered if someone had a lighter they could do the extreme fire making. "I'll got it." He grinned, saying a quiet thanks as someone in the background crew tossing over a lighter. Noah, he, he meant well, he really did, but accidents happen.

Everyone, keep in mind, was in shorts, and a t-shirt, it was the middle of the day after all. He shook the can exaggeratedly before spraying and putting the lighter in front of it. He thought he was just directing at the wood and paper. But no, y/n's leg was there. It barely caused third degree burns but a screech and cry of pain erupted shockingly fast. Someone in the crew sprayed her with the fire extinguisher.

"Fuck! Fuck! Y-y/n, I'm so, fuck I'm so sorry!" Noah temporarily went into shock as he couldn't believe he had done such a thing. Before scrambling out for an apology as she was sobbing and clinging to Wes desperately. "I'm gonna drive y/n to a hospital." He said quickly as he easily picked her up and was careful as he rushed out to his car. Cooing soft things to calm her down. "You're alright, I promise you'll be okay." He kept mumbling like a mantra to her.

Wes was going 20 over the speed limit as he manuvered through the cars to the nearest hospital. Y/n still painfully crying as she wanted to clutch her leg but that made it worse. When they finally arrived Wes rushed to pick her up and run in, barely remembering to lock the car.

The receptionist looked puzzled as she stared at him with a confused look, his face was red and full of worry. Until she noticed the girl sobbing and a red leg. She frowned and called in a room, the emergency room was empty, deciding to dial in a room and rushing him over. Sure it wasn't life threatening, but it could've been, and she couldn't tell how deep the burns were.

Which also meant Wes had to go sit in the waiting room, leg bouncing and itching his head as if he had lice. It took a while until he was let back in, and when he was, he couldn't be more over joyed. Something wrapped around her leg, and eating a lollipop as if she were a kid who just got a shot.

"Wes!" Y/n called excitedly as she looked at him, arms open as he walked over and hugged her tightly. "What'd they say?" He asked. "Just first degree burns, should be gone in less than a week but it's a miracle I didn't get second degree burns." She explained, lingering on the hug tiredly. "Good, I thought... I was really worried. I love you." He mumbled under his breath, assuming she couldn't quite hear the words. But alas, she could.

Y/n's face heating up and looking up at him, an embarrassing smile creeping up. "What?" She spoke softly. "Shit, you heard that?" He laughed nervously and avoided eye contact. "Sorta, but, can I tell you a secret?" She whispered as she gestured for him to come closer. "I think I love you too." Y/n smiled before leaning in to press a kiss to his cheek.

[seanmorroww]

Mytron & Ofofo - “Something for the Mind”

Si Jambo [Multi Culti, 2017]

[oceantail-oceantail]

couri choking HARD rn

[smalldemonboy]

@arrogantbrit

COMET WHAT ARE YOU DOING

[ofmorgana]

in that dress you could have anyone you want

subtle romance starters

@agirlofwinterfell

“Oh this ol’ thing? You try, let’s see how the stable boys swoon for you.”

[letnoun]

(Les Yeux Orange)

[cluboftigerghost]

Zouk manipulations on Les Yeux Orange from London-Paris pairing Mytron & Ofofo, following up releases for Bordello A Parigi and Multi Culti.

[cosmicdelights]

(Good Plus)

[lemonsherbett]

YILDIZ: SANA SARILMAK İSTİYORUM

Ofofo bunu ben de çok istiyorum nergisim ama malum mesafeler

[crymylittebabe]

ileti atinda konusalim ofofo

[aashiqvi]

whats ur fave jungkook moments :)

HODL IDUDHEHEHEICHOLD HOLD

i lvoe JK ON ARAGE WHAT WIT YOU J THIS IS SO ON THE SPOT

i love his vlives OMG THE ENGLISH ONE WHEN HE HE ‘admeer’ I I I IHIM ON STAGE WHEN HE WENT WEE! DOWN THE SLIDE UM PIGTAILS UM JM I LOve cHERRY KOO WAIT I LOVE ALL MOMENTS FUCK OFOFO

[umikawa]

Three a.m

Pairing; Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings; Cursing

A/n; I'M FEELING SO PETER LATELY OFOFOS. I've been writing nothing hut Peter lately and I dont know how to think gorsh.

Next week was Finals week.

One of the most dreaded weeks for literally every student out there. But, you believed college kids had it worse, and you did. Double majoring in literature and history was hard enough but finals? Basically a kick in your ass. Sure, sleep would have helped but, sleep didn't exist to anyone during that week.

At the beginning of college when you first arrived, it was a joy ride. You had fun, met your dorm buddy Peter, super fun guy, drank your first beer it was disgusting and you gag every time you see it. Along the lines of Peter, you knew his secret, he knew yours. When you first found out he faceplanted on the floor drunkenly screaming 'I'm spider-man!' To you. First you didn't believe it but, then he showed you his suit that he hid between his mattress. In the morning he didn't remember so you had to remind him or You would feel guilty.

Speaking of Peter, he stumbled through the window, practically falling inside making so much noise. You paid no attention to it, focusing on your studies, music blaring in your ears. He pressed the spider emblem on his chest, the suit pooling to his feet. You took off your headphones, and turned around to see Peter, in his boxers, covered in cuts and bruises. You shot up from your chair going towards him, he looked in your direction with wide eyes, since he was only in his boxers.

'Y/n! What- turn around!' He said, a blush sweeping across his cheeks.

You brought your hand to his face, making his breath hitch, 'You're hurt.' You whispered.

He looked into your eyes, seeing genuine concern in them, 'I-It comes with this j-job Y/n, You know that.' He stammered.

You blinked away tears. Why were you going to cry in the first place? 'I-I know but Pete, this,' you began gesturing to the dozens of cuts lining his chest and arms, 'This is different. Turn around.' He obliged and slowly turned around. When he did, you brought you hand to your mouth to suppress a gasp, 'Pete.' You shakily whispered, making him whip around.

He held your wrist, 'Don't cry. Cause you know that if you start crying, I will.'

You nodded your head and blinked the tears away, 'Sit down'

'Y/n-' he began but you cut him off.

'Let me take care of you.' He silently sat down, knowing that you wouldn't let it go until you knew he was okay. You grabbed the first aid kit from under your bed, since you had to use it many times before and grabbed the necessities to address Peter's wounds. 'Tell me if it hurts you.' He nodded his head and you began applying disinfectant to his wounds. You heard his breath hitch and you abruptly stopped.

'It's okay, keep going.' He assured. You did so, taking your time, stopping only a couple of times when it hurt him. There was one last cut near his temple, putting a bandage on it, You brought his head down and lightly pressed a kiss against it, earning a sigh from him.

He wrapped his arms around your shoulders, 'Thank you.' He mumbled into your hair, pressing his lips lightly against it.

'Stop getting hurt.' You said against his chest, wrapping your arms around his waist.

He chuckled, sending vibrations through your body, 'You know that no matter how hard I try, I end up getting hurt.'

You tried to suppress a yawn, completely failing, 'Yeah I know.'

'Hey what are you doing up anyways, it's like three a.m?' He asked quietly glancing towards the digital clock you hung up on the wall.

You groaned and fell on your bed, 'Time can suck my ass.'

Peter laughed out, 'As relatable as that was, that still doesn't answer my question.' He said, slipping on some clothes.

You refrained from looking at him, 'Finals are next week, I have a world war two essay i have to write for history and a narrative for English. College is totally kicking my ass at the moment.' Your voice going quiet at the end, stress seeping through your veins.

Peter layed down next to you in your bed, he grabbed your hand, 'Hey, hey, hey. Look at me,' You turned your head to him, eyes glossy. 'You are the smartest girl I know, you are going to pull through this and kick college's ass right back, alright?' You nodded your head, 'No no, I wanna hear you say it. I'm gonna kick college's ass.' You giggled at him making him smile, 'Come on! Say it.'

'I'm gonna kick college's ass.' You said earning a laugh from him.

He pressed a chaste kiss to your cheek making you smile, 'That's my girl,' you wrapped your arms around his shoulders. 'As for that world war two essay, do you want me to ask Cap if he could tell you some things?'

'Would you really do that for me?' You mumbled into his neck.

He removed your arms, looking into your eyes. He put a hand on your cheek making you lean into his touch, 'I'd do anything for you.'

You touched your forehead against his, 'God I Love You.'

He put a hand on your waist and smirked at you, 'I know.'

You closed your eyes momentarily, 'Fuck you.' He chuckled before capturing your lips in a soft and slow kiss. You placed a hand on his cheek, the pads of your thumb rubbing softly against his cheek bone. You two pulled away for air, staring at the others eyes, small smiles adorning your faces.

'I love you too.'

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A/n: definitely did not know how to end this so I just left it at that oops. We have another snow day and its really unnecessary but, it gives me time to tame my hair since its really frizzy. Anyways I hope you enjoyed This, it was pretty interesting given the fact I'm not in college yet. The majors are kind of the ones i want to do but, at the same time don't because I don't know what I want and it might change as I go through high school.

Masterlist

[itsoundsfuture]

Thomass Jackson - Cowbells & Temples EP (Feines Tier, FT016)

Thomass Jackson – Cowbells & Temples EP (Feines Tier, FT016)

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[sugarnahna-blog]

I still don't know the article to write about Gossip. #poetrynigeria #poetry #african #gossip #ofofo #parrot #ofofo #sugarnahna #tgif #poeticjustice #rhymes #paperandpen #brainyquote #goalcast @michaelafenfia @abadoniekene