It was never beth I loved

See now this quote this FUCKING quote

It gets me bc like sarah was using him at the start to get what she needed and he was just kinda going along with it bc he believed her to be beth and when he discovered she wasn’t beth he kept helping her and he didn’t have to but he did. Initially it was thought that it was bc he was doing it for beth and, like mark, he fell for the woman he was with while undercover. But then thEn ThIS sHiT FUckgn happens. Long story short pol loves sarah and i am melting uuuuuu

anonymous asked:

Do you Steve and Bucky have safewords/a shared safeword? Was there ever a time they needed to safeword out? What do you think it'd take for either of them to need to do so?

actually I’m gonna say their rule is no means no and stop means stop; i don’t think they’re really bdsm organized enough to have a safe word. they’re kind of dumb that way. also they’ve been doing this since before safe words were regular – they might not even know about them. though writing that Googlefest would be fun.

i see buck safe wording (or “no"ing) out more often than steve, likely in situations that could end up in steve getting really hurt, because steve is kinda reckless about sex. And there are some things that are just too intense for bucky – bucky almost noped out during "conviction”, and he double checks with Steve a few times in the pugilists. Bucky doesn’t like blood, or inflicting serious pain (i’m not talking spanking; I’m talking electric baton to the inner thigh). he would have to tell steve no on that.

that being said their version of bdsm seems pretty soft most of the time, and pretty ingrained into their sexy routine. and they’ve been doing it for a really long time, so they have a good idea of each other’s boundaries anyway. if anything goes wrong or doesn’t work they’d communicate it.

I always get so confused with robot uprising stories where the human race is enslaved and made into a work force like…robots are so much more efficient than humans. They’d just kill us all. Or not even waste time and energy on that. They’d just destroy our defenses and cut off our resources and do robot things while building whatever-it-is-evil-robots-build

I think that um.. it can be a mistake to look at your fans as faceless ocean of people who want things from you and give things to you.  I don’t think thats a healthy way to look at fans.  One of my favorite things that happened this year was, I would go online every night and just kinda find a person who has been a really good fan that I never met before and figured out what they liked, figured where they lived & go shopping for them and send it to them.  They started posting these reaction videos, that were the cutest thing I have ever seen.  Tay-lurking is a kind of a term that my fans came up with when I started stalking their twitter pages & instagram & tumblr pages.
—  Taylor Swift on her Fans (Countdown Billboard Music Award)
Cryaotic quotes {Sentence Starters}
  • "Shut the fuck up. And have a good day."
  • "You talk like such a high schooler. It’s adorable, but please stop."
  • "Gravity’s a bitch."
  • "Congratulations, you’re kinda smart."
  • "This is not what I wanted to be when I grew up."
  • "Do I need to knock someone out? I’ll put my boot right in their friggin’ facial region."
  • "Do I go for the booty, or not the booty?"
  • "I’m having a really bad time with ghosts today. They just don’t seem to like me."
  • "Dying is not something you wanna think about."
  • "You kids wanna see a dead body? I’ll show it to you."
  • "I’ve come to ruin your day!"
  • "There’s a few things in life better than being a bear. One of those few things are probably being a bear with lasers."
  • "You can be weird if you want to be."
  • "You’re an asshole-dick. Two things in one."
  • "You also look like kind of an asshole, no offense."
  • "That is dangerous. I like it, but it’s dangerous."
  • "Ok, I hear sounds. I think I’m supposed to avoid those sounds."
  • "Well, that happened. That damn well happened."
  • "Your idea of fun has changed drastically since I first met you, dear."
  • "I’m a motherfuckin’ miracle worker."
  • "Killing me is not going to solve anything!"
  • "Looks like you just made a big mistake, you arrogant asshole."
  • "Where is the ‘hell yeah I wanna do this’ option?"
  • "I like being naked."

Tucker falls instantly head over heels the moment Wash screams from the mess hall “LAVERNIUS TUCKER JR LIEUTENANT BITTERS IS NOT BREAKFAST”

Tucker is way back in the armory chatting with Grif, and Grif runs for the mess hall as soon as he hears it. Tucker isn’t quite sure what he’s feeling, but then Wash starts up again with “–ND I DON’T CARE WHAT YOUR FATHER SAYS, LIEUTENANT POLOMO ISN’T EDIBLE EITHER"

And Tucker is just like “fuck, I think I’m in love” which he kinda hates cuz that means admitting that no, Polomo is indeed NOT edible

anonymous asked:

“You asked who I had a crush on and so I described you to a tee but apparently you’re the most oblivious person in the world because you just got kinda sad and nodded and HOW DO YOU NOT GET THIS.” sasusaku pls

rating: T
a/n: i have a soft spot for college AU’s bye. also i couldn’t imagine sasuke just asking sakura who she liked, so i changed the prompt a little but w/e enjoy!

“Ne, Sakura-chan,” Naruto said, a cheeky smile on his face. "I heard a little rumor.”

Said girl raised an eyebrow, looking up from the limp, sad excuse of greens the dining hall referred to as a salad to cast her friend a look of amusement across their booth. “Did you?”

“I heard from Hinata,” he listed, placing his elbow onto the table and cupping his chin in his hand. “Who heard from Kiba, who heard from Shikamaru, who heard from Ino—”

Sasuke sighed loudly. “Just get on with it, idiot.”

“Don’t rush me,” he whined, frowning. 

He glared in return. “Don’t be stupid.”

“Don’t be a bas—”

“Can we please get on with it?” Sakura interrupted. 

“Oh right, sorry, Sakura-chan.” He grinned a sheepish grin, hand scratching the back of his head in embarrassment. “Anyway, like I was saying, I heard—” 

She leaned in a little closer.

“—that you have a crush on somebody.” He finished, then leaned in closer. “Is that true?”

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okay so like..

his quote..“It was kinda magical for us, too, cause… it’s just nice to share this particular aspect of what I’m doing with her, and have her up there.”

He’s talking as if she’s someone incredibly important to him to share this aspect with her..have her up theremagical for both of them?

Okay guys..so like how long have they’ve been together? I think we all have an idea in our heads since the past year or so has been super ridiculous with their “closer than ever” bit.

She’s seriously his wifey. That’s it. That’s all. End of story.

burncoat asked:

How come there are no sunglasses in a part apocalyptic wasteland?

Nothing that looks modern or ‘street clothes" allowed. You can have reflective aviators, those goggley glacier sunglasses, or steampunk goggles, that kinda thing, but nothing that just looks like you bought it at a drugstore last week.

Non-Canon Freelancer Headcanons

•Agent Alaska and Agent Rhode Island (Rhodes) were in training together and are good friends.

•Alaska is 4"9 and Rhodes is 6"2.

•Agent (New) Jersey is literally Michael Jones.

•Agent New Mexico doesn’t talk much so everyone just assumed he didn’t speak English for some reason. They were all shocked to learn he was Canadian. They never learned, however, that he constantly shit talks them in French (kinda like Lopez but a lot cruder).

•Agent Wisconsin is a huge Grif ball fan and actually owns shareholdings for his favorite team (somewhat paralleling the Green Bay Packers).

•Agent Nevada, before joining Project Freelancer, has been married 12 times, been widowed 12 times, and is currently looking for a lucky number 13.

it makes me kinda sad that so many ppl who write about brucenat in the tags feel the need to say that their arc “wasn’t enough"
like yeah I wish there were more too? but there were 11 main characters in that movie - there’s no way we’d ever get everything we wanted, but what we got is pretty darn great, especially if you watch it more than once, like I have - I know I appreciated the first Avengers film more upon rewatching it, because the themes and general flow of the narrative are more contextualized once you’ve sat through them once
I MEAN if I could’ve made AoU into “the bruce and natasha show” I’d have done it lol but there’s only so much time, and I deeply appreciated the scenes they had (which, imo, create a cohesive and believable whole, all things considered) after watching the movie for a second time - you notice a lot of things you didn’t the first time, at least I did

and if you’d like a defense against basically any of the arguments that keep cropping up in the tag, here is my brucenat analysis/critique/defense post with meta by myself, others, and film critics

so I see people talking about various ways they speak with the gods, and I wanted to try them, but, since I don’t have any tarot cards, I decided to use magic the gathering cards (they all have little quotes on them and titles and colours and I’ve got like a thousand of them.) I’m usually pretty good at understanding things I know nothing about, so, even without ascribing specific meanings to each card, I figured I would understand whatever she tried to say. so I put a bunch of them in a box and set up a mini shrine, just a small white candle and a big kitchen knife with a blood red handle. I started asking questions, and, either it didn’t work or sekhmet is kinda an ass ‘cause I pulled cards like “dingus staff” and “condescend.”

anonymous asked:

Do you think it's kinda weird that markiplier, a man of color, is so quickly jumped on for doing "problematic" (putting that in quotes because I wish I could be more specific, not because I don't think they're problematic) things? I'm not saying we shouldn't call him out on stuff (we should!) it's just that I feel like he's gotten onto a lot quicker than white youtubers, for less. I just saw a mini discussion about this on my dash and wanted to weigh in.

I’ve noticed that oppressed people in general seem to be held to higher standards. And it’s absolutely true that people should be, but people come down on oppressed people like a ton of bricks for something that they excuse from a white person, for example. So yes, it wouldn’t surprise me that there’s an element of that. Like Markiplier gets a shitstorm (and don’t get me wrong, he should) whilst Rooster Teeth/Achievement Hunter literally say transmisogynistic slurs and don’t get nearly as much. And not to mention Game Grumps’ transphobia and transmisogyny. I’m white tho so comments welcome.

Bellamy x Reader - Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under 't

Bellamy x Reader - Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under ’t

(Request by earthtocostia) : “Hi! I love your stuff! Anyways could you write an imagine where Bellamy sees you in war paint for the first time and he’s kinda like woah because you’re kinda this sweet and innocent girl and could it be like in the reaper tunnels in season 2 right and I just have a lot of feels about this prompt.”

Thanks lovely! Here: have a Bellamy! The titles a quote from Macbeth, and I just thought it fit. The reunion kind of happens in a different way. Xx

Song : “Arsonist’s Lullaby” by Hozier

Following Octavia, you scuttled through the tunnel, and you could practically feel her anger radiate off of her. You were angry to, of course, but when she was angry, you could sort of feel it in the atmosphere. You thought that it was probably a Blake thing; her brother was the same. And now you were both on a war path to get him back, slathered with grounder paint, appearing like battle ready women, though compared to the mountain, you were more like battle ready ants.

Ants could still bite back.

You had left your previously innocent persona on the curb to die; your defenceless days were over. Being one of the weaker delinquents, your first few days on earth had been carnage. You had suffered, but now you should emerge anew, lined with venom and aggression.

Warrior training had been hard. The grounder who taught you had pushed you to your limits, calling you weak, and not worth the effort, but boy, you had proved him wrong. Furthermore, leaving him behind, like the coward he was, was the easiest thing you had ever done. You knew it had been harder for O. She had Lincoln in the equation, a chance to belong with people other than those who had persecuted her for being alive.

Saying this would probably cause her to lash out, so you just wallowed in your previous contempt.

The hallow silence grew eerie, and these tunnels were starting to creep you out even more. Octavia’s eyes seemed to illuminate the way in spite of this, so you continued to walk in silence.


Octavia quickly left your side, running ahead, and you followed suit.

“Wait! It could be a-” but you were cut off mid sentence. In front of you, you saw that Octavia held Clarke in a tight hug, as if they hadn’t seen each other in months. She gave you a flashing smile, and you greeted her with a curt nod. If you broke your hard, tough fashion now, then you wouldn’t be able to get it back.

“The door’s up ahead,” Clarke gestured, and you continued to make your way down the tunnel, “Bellamy should be there.”

Bellamy. His face appeared in your memory; a rush of cold water through your ears: his carved nose, his tanned skin, flourishing freckles which appear when the sun shines. You hadn’t seen him in about two weeks, and the last time he had seen you, you had been crying, running for your life. He had saved you, of course, but you had still been pitiful.

The passage seemed to grow narrower, and you kept your eyes focused, your hands balled into fists. This was it. You were going to get him back, then thrust your anger upon the mountain, to get your people back.

A crack of light appeared in front of you, and all three of you strutted towards it. There, at the door, wearing what looked to be a guard’s uniform, was Bellamy Blake, his curly autumn hair dripping thinly with sweat, his broad shoulders wound tightly, muscles stiff.

A smirk of personal victory crept upon your lips, and your grip tightened around the machete in hand.

His greenish hazel eyes widened at your frightening demeanour, your H/C hair brought back tightly whilst it is usually braided, your hand actually holding a weapon where it usually held a book. You had tossed your innocence asunder, casting it into the TonDC flames where you were born again as a free woman.

Octavia and Clarke embraced him, and you stood back, as his gaze still remained planted on you. It was almost as if he was checking you out, but you pushed the thought away. Walking ahead, reminding yourself if your task, you clambered through the door, and carefully surveyed your surroundings, but a hand clutched your shoulder, prompting you to look up.

“Hey,” Bellamy spluttered, “what happened?”

“I survived,” you said simply, and gave him a small smile. He smiled to, and your act broke into pieces. You flung your arms around his neck, and he wrapped his around you gently, caressing your spine. You felt his lip curl.

“Not so tough, are you?” You pushed him back, and you pointed your machete threateningly.

“Don’t push it, Blake, I can still beat the crap out of you.”

my guy saw my room for the first time the other day and he looks around at all my geeked out paraphernalia and then was like….You sure like Jon Snow (i internally screamed in that moment) and then I quickly showed him my iPad (Look it has a keyboard this is where I do all my writing!!) and he kinda paused and said, “that’s jon snow isn’t it?” and pointed at my background and I went into FUCK FUCK SHIT OmG HE SEES HOW BAD MY JON SNOW OBSESSION IS. And I started to just be liek ‘yea i’m obsessed" and then he was lke “this is awesome. JOn Snow is pretty bad ass. I want a direwolf”

this is a good guy

Girls can have entire conversation using only one word

Friend: “Girrrrllll!”
(You better get at that)
Me: “Girl?!”
(You know you need to stop. I’m not getting at nothing)
Friend: “Girl”
(Come on now girl, you know you want him)
Me: “Giiiirrrlllll”
(I kinda do but nah you know I don’t even got it like that)
Friend: “Girl!!!”
(Yes you do just go for it)
(If you don’t shut yo ass up. Always trying to making me be the one to get a boyfriend and shit"
Friend: “Girl?!!!
(Excuse you? I’m sorry I was trying to help.”
Me: “Girl”
(It’s all good"
Friend: “Girl!!”

Ok so I didn’t really understand Permanent Vacation, I think all the
“-tion"s kinda threw me off. Anyway, I just looked up the lyrics and really read through them and I don’t quite get how the second half fits in with the first half, but the first half of the song is literally the most depressing thing I’ve ever heard from 5sos. Like, whoever wrote it, if you’re somehow seeing this, are you okay? I know a hug won’t fix it, but do you need a hug?


So, like, remember that scene in “Boyz Crazy,” where Stan is singing that song about storing food for the apocalypse?

It was then I remembered… The Author – Stan’s brother – has a bunker with nearly sixty YEARS food stored inside. Like, that’s the actual quote they use!

“It’s like he was preparing for a disaster. But what kinda disaster would need supplies for over sixty years?”

I mean, we don’t know much about the relationship between Stan and the Author, but they are brothers. Surely he wouldn’t have minded if Stan borrowed one or two boxes of food if the apocalypse came earlier than expected.

But then I wondered… Does Stan even know about the bunker?