jazzyyyjones
jazzyyyjones
we are children of dust and ashes
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The name's Berlyn || Requests: open || Masterlist || buy me a coffee
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jazzyyyjones · 7 years ago
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people are always like “wow you go to concerts alone !?” um yeah bitch im not missing a show just bc everyone i know is lame
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Made my poster for the March for Our Lives tomorrow!
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jazzyyyjones · 7 years ago
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one kid is worth more than all the guns in the world @marchforourlivesla
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jazzyyyjones · 7 years ago
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Someone: “I want a cat/rabbit/other animal that will be super openly affectionate, go for walks, play fetch, not mind being handled rough, never be shy, and also I don’t want it to claw me or the furniture(so I’ll probably get it declawed) and I don’t want to ever clean a litter box or cage.”
Me: “Hey there’s this great new type of animal you might be interested in:”
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Someone: “I want a dog but I don’t ever want to take it for walks or exercise it very much or let it outside and I want it to be fine with being left alone for longer periods of time and also never bark.”
Me:
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Someone: “I want a cat or dog but I want to only feed it a vegan diet.”
Me:
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Someone: “I want to have a pet but I basically never want to interact with it.”
Me:
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Someone: “I want to get my kid a cute pet for Easter/Christmas!”
Me:
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Get a pet that fits your needs. Don’t get a pet then try to force it to fit your lifestyle. Just because you saw a person walking a rabbit once doesn’t mean you can expect a rabbit to just be a dog. Just get a dog!
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jazzyyyjones · 7 years ago
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anyone else live under the assumption that they’re constantly doing something wrong
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jazzyyyjones · 7 years ago
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i bought one damn crystal one damn time and now i never have any money. crystals are everywhere. every surface covered. every pocket filled. i could beat a man to death with my purse. this is just how it is now.
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jazzyyyjones · 7 years ago
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They are going to pass all of their finals
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jazzyyyjones · 7 years ago
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*holds a crystal for like 2 minutes 
me: W I T C H C R A F T
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jazzyyyjones · 7 years ago
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reblog if you hate nazis and don’t think they should speak on college campuses
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jazzyyyjones · 7 years ago
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You Won’t BELIEVE How Many Em-Dashes Local Writer Can Squeeze Into One 5K Word Fic
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jazzyyyjones · 7 years ago
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GOODBYE CRUEL WORLD 😭😭😭😭😭
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jazzyyyjones · 7 years ago
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When you think of a good fanfic/drawing idea
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jazzyyyjones · 7 years ago
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me: *getting ready to sleep*
the demons in my head: cat.(ding ) I’m a kitty cat. and I dance dance dance.
me: what year am I in
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jazzyyyjones · 7 years ago
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mood
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jazzyyyjones · 7 years ago
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The Club
Pairing: Usnavi X Reader
Warnings: Drinking, swearing, smut, NSFW, unprotected sex
Prompts: The song itself was my prompt.
Notes: This went in a direction i did not at all intend…oh well. Hope you enjoy my first attempt at a smutty fic? And remember, wrap it before you tap it kids.
Words: 4,270 holy shit, seriously?
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You were only in New York for the night, an overnight layover on your way to a summer vacation in Italy. Your flight was scheduled for 8 in the morning. You had no idea how your cousin Yolanda had convinced you to come out to the club. Some little club in a back alley of Washington Heights on one of the hottest nights of the year, surrounded by total strangers, really wasn’t your idea of fun. Going clubbing back home with your girls, where you knew people and didn’t have everyone staring at you wondering who the stranger in the barrio was, now that was a good time. 
But Yolanda had insisted. And she had promised that there would be cheap drinks, and that there were some good looking guys that would be there, although apparently her idea of good looking, and yours, were two very different things. After the two of you had grabbed your first drinks, she had introduced you to Jose, who looked like he spent more time getting ready for the evening than both you and Yolanda had combined. His pants and shirt were so tight that you unfortunately knew he was going commando, and his hair had so much gel in it that even when he whipped his head around while dancing, not a single hair moved out of place. He in turn had introduced you to Julio, who was obviously in love with Jose, although you could tell there was some kind of drama about their friendship or relationship. The fact that Julio had a wedding ring on, and Jose didn’t was your first guess as to what the drama was. At least Julio had brought you and Yolanda another drink each.
You were on the dance floor, rather reluctantly, when you suddenly felt like you were in the Latino version of Cheers. It seemed like everyone in the club called out to a girl that had just walked in the door. “Vanessa!” They all said happily. She obviously came here a lot. You looked her over, taking in her legs that seemed to go on and on, red dress, and long dark hair. She was a few years younger than you, but you could see from her energy and youthfulness that she was probably the most popular girl in the barrio. Yolanda snorted in derision, obviously not a fan of the girl. 
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