(yeah we match what of it)

my best friend just called me to ask what color he should wear to prom and I was like “um?? idk??” and he goes “well we have to match, so like what color is ur dress??” but he never asked me to go so I was kinda confused so I told him “hey, yeah since when are we going to prom?” and the line goes silent for a bit and he very quietly whispers “shit. I forgot to ask u”

Do you think the wizarding world had wand obsessed people like we have the people obsessed with horoscope?

Like imagine “Don’t hang out with him his wand is yew wood.”

“That bitch! Well I shouldn’t have expected better. She has a dragon heartstring core”

“He is the best person ever. And his unicorn hair core wand matches mine. We are destined to be”

“Haha yeah that’s interesting… So… What’s your wand type?”

7

There was also a really awesome match last night where yeah, my team lost (their team was frighteningly good okay) and we lost by a large enough margin that I didn’t even manage to get to the objective to have any objective time, but there was a Blackwatch Reyes on the other team. And I seriously got the impression that me and this other dude (each of us was the highest level person on our team) were just in our own little world trying to kill or one-up each other.

AND THEN. And then. He had to go and be a good sport about it so I can’t even get annoyed. Blargh.

(wherever you are, dude, I love you. GGWP.)

Kubo confirming Victuuri are not engaged to be married

Interview translation: http://toraonice.tumblr.com/post/157098497035/yuri-on-ice-interview-translation-pash-201703

“What Yuuri bought is pair rings. When I looked it up I found out that buying a pair was cheaper (LOL), and I also thought that if they were going to wear something matching this would be good. There are actually many real skaters who wear accessories as “omamori”, protective charms. More importantly, Yuuri has been giving Victor fresh surprises until now, and I wanted him to get a new item, a weapon to fight in the final match. When I suggested the rings to the director she was like “Yes, that!!” (LOL). We were like, “yeah, a cornered athlete would do something like that!” More than implicating something like a wedding, it’s similar to members of the same circle deciding to have a matching item”


she literally says it doesnt imply a wedding but rather they’re “protective charms” that members of the same group can have, like a team accessory. 

Yeah so tell me again how anyone can be so blind as to not see that victuuri are so canon because they’re “literally engaged” 

EDIT: I am NOT saying that victuuri cant be real but that the marriage narrative is invalid going by this interview. 

anonymous asked:

guys we gotta hear your best pick up lines asap

L: Keith’s not very good at-

K: Wait no I have one 

L: You do?

K: yeah! let me go first!

L: haha, I like your enthusiasm, go ahead!

K: Okay *clears throat* so 

K: You know what’s on the Valentine’s Day menu? Me-n-u.

L: ;/////;

L: Ohhh~ myyy~ goood~

L: Keith you’re killing me that’s so dorky and cheesy

K: good! I was trying to match your style

L: Taking notes from the master I see~

  • Qrow: So how far have Ren and Nora gone? First base? Second base?
  • Ruby: What's that?
  • Qrow: You know, baseball analogies! Like, how far the relationship's gone.
  • Ruby: Oh, yeah! We have something like that at Beacon.
  • Ruby: The team match is when you start being lovey dovey when out with friends.
  • Ruby: Doubles is touching the boobs.
  • Ruby: I think the one on one round speaks for itself.
  • Ruby: And then there's when the Grimm attack.
  • Qrow: What's that?
  • Ruby: Getting married.
  • Taiyang: Yeah that sounds about right.
Headcanon

At some point of his life, Kageyama became the best setter of Japan and then one of the youngest and greatest of the world. He’s like 22years old and after an Olympic match, with a gold medal on his chest, an interviewer from the NHK just stops and asks him some questions.

Interviewer: Kageyama-San what can you say about this Olympic? It’s your second time in this court.
Kageyama: Yeah, it was knif.. nice.
Interviewer: What about you? We know that Oikawa-San was your senpai, did he taught you something?
Kageyama: I learned everything I know from a magnificient senpai called Sugawara. *drops the mic and leaves*
Interviewer: …
Team: …
Sugawara: *at home, on the couch, passes out*
Daichi: I can’t believe he really… *holds Suga*
Oikawa: YOU LITTLE SON OF A BITCH!
Iwaizumi: Chill, you never really taught him how to improve himself.
Oikawa: THAT’S NOT FUCKING TRUE!
Iwaizumi: Babe, shut up. The cameraman is recording you.
NHK’s Cameraman: …

alright

can we please talk about boys who gave it their all and basically saved their entire team from failure and yet still

are totally unsatisfied with their performances

and end their games by berating themselves in the bathroom? When they should be so proud? Of themselves? I mean, we make light of tsukishima’s bathroom escapade because yamaguchi was there and was able to temporarily pull him out of his slump and yeah it was funny. And ennoshita’s is just never mentioned again. But it deserves attention because look at them. Look at the similarities, the frustration. They both know what it feels like to run away from what made them passionate. They’ve both hit a slump in the past and are recovering. And they both did so good and won the match…. And neither of them are satisfied. It’s not enough. They don’t think they deserve the praise they’re getting. Like, save me. Let these two have a talk. Let them bond. Let them find some self confidence.

Sweaters
  • KageHina
  • Hinata: this is still so funny, our sweaters are exactly the same, but I like yours better, it's softer and much bigger, can I have it?
  • Kageyama: what r u talking about, dumbass? you've been sleeping in it for a week, so shut up and keep it
  • TsukkiYama
  • Tsukishima: yamaguchi you all right? you've been clinging to me like a koala for the past hour
  • Yamaguchi: gomen tsukki, i just love our new matching sweater, we should buy more
  • Tsukishima: *irritated but excited*
  • AsaNoya
  • Asahi: Nishinoya u breathing ok?
  • Noya: *muffled* yeah, i can live under this sweater forever and wet ur pecs to eternity *continues licking*
  • EnnoTana
  • Tanaka: BRING IT UURRRRYYYEEEAAAAHHHHH *takes off and spins the sweater Chikara's knitted for him during snowball fight*
  • Ennoshita: *screams from the window* HEY IDIOTIC BIG GUY PUT THAT DAMN SWEATER ON, I'M NOT GOING TO BABY YOU IF YOU SICK
  • Tanaka: Y-yes babe, sorry
  • DaiSuga
  • Daichi: Sweetheart where is my black sweater? I put it on the couch last night
  • Suga: Maa, sorry Daichi, it got the kids drools and banana puree, so I wash it
  • Daichi: i-it's new...
  • Suga: shouldn't buy new clothes if you still have one year old twins
  • LevYaku
  • Lev: hahahahahaha Yaku-san, I can't even see you under my sweater, you are so small
  • Yaku: *throws dirty laundy at Lev*
  • KuroKen
  • Kuroo: do you think Daichi and Bokuto will roast me for wearing this sweater? i mean it's an ugly Christmas sweater party, but i still want to look good
  • Kenma: *peeking from his phone* does it really matter? not that you look bad or anything, but you will always look beautiful to me
  • Kuroo: Kozume Kenma.... marry me
  • Kenma: we are married
  • BokuAka
  • Bokuto: Akaashi, I keep losing my sweaters for a month now, no matter how ugly they are, someone keep stealing them *convinced that his sweaters are stolen*
  • Akaashi: *pushes all Bokuto's sweaters in his dresser* maybe you left them somewhere and you forgot to take them back?
  • Bokuto: did I? I mean it's possible but it's still weird...
  • Akaashi: (this idiot, he left them at my apartment every time he visited, why i even bother dating this numbskull owl)
  • MatsuHana
  • Mattsun: so like you are suggesting that we should have sex while wearing each other's sweater?
  • Makki: yeah, that'd be hot
  • Mattsun: you certainly spent too much time with Oikawa
  • IwaOi
  • Oikawa: *rolls around in Iwa's bed* Iwa-chan's sweaters just feel right, the arms are a bit short but i like them so much, it's like i could die happy from this fluffy-heavenly feelings
  • Iwaizumi: nice, take them all, i've been thinking about how am i going to kill you for the past 15 years, now that you said this, i can finally kill you smoothly
  • Oikawa: i have never regret making a conversation this much
  • Bokuto: Tsukki, how do you write your name?
  • Tsukishima: [scribbles on a piece of paper and hands it to Bokuto] Like this.
  • Bokuto: Tsu-ki-shi-ma ehh~
  • Tsukishima: It's "kei".
  • Bokuto: "Kei" can also be read as "hotaru" right?
  • Tsukishima: Tch. My name is Kei.
  • Bokuto: Yeah, but "kei" can also be read as "hotaru" right?
  • Tsukishima: Yeah, but my name is Kei.
  • Bokuto: MY NAME IS KOUTAROU AND YOUR NAME IS HOTARU AND MY NAME MEANS SON OF LIGHT AND YOUR NAME MEANS FIREFLY DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS?
  • Tsukishima: [backs away] I get the feeling I don't want to know.
  • Bokuto: [glomps Tsukishima] IT MEANS WE'RE MEANT TO BE! AKAASHI, KUROO, WE HAVE A NEW BOYFRIEND!
  • Kuroo: Is it Tsukki? Hell yeah, I knew it! Koutarou and Hotaru, it's a match made in heaven!
  • Akaashi: ok
2 minutes after wrestling ransom
  • jack, eating his pie: bitty. what'd you think. pretty good, eh? how i beat rans?
  • bitty, casually: it was quite a match
  • jack: good reward, here, this pie. i was motivated, you know? it was pretty tough... but i came out on top eventually, eh?
  • bitty: yes. you're very strong.
  • jack: yeah. you think so? good. it was nothing... all in a day's work. anything for pie.
  • bitty: i'll just have to make another one, huh?
  • jack: oh, well, just in case, eh? we might need more prizes.
  • bitty: and what would we do then?
  • jack: yeah. right. if you want, i can help... carry up those big sacks of flour from the basement we got at costco. hear i'm strong, you know. someone told me that.
  • bitty: oh, i wonder who?
  • jack: dunno. i have it on good authority, though. i'm strong.
  • bitty: hmmm, well why don't you come on and prove it?
Drarry❤

Draco struggled with many secrets, but his relationship with Harry was the hardest thing to keep quiet.

“You alright Draco?” Pansy nudged him, “ You’ve been really spacey lately, do you feel alright?” Draco quickly turned to Pansy, his face bright red. “No, I just, um, i’m nervous for, the quidditch match!” “Alright…” Pansy resumed talking to Blaise. “It’s not just me, right? He’s acting super weird!” Pansy whispered, “Yeah, he’s never listening to me.” Blaise said cooly. “I’m gonna figure out what it is” Pansy said, looking at Draco, who was staring at the Gryffindor table.

“Harry, their onto us!” Draco paced by Potter’s bed, “Draco, maybe it’s time we tell people, what harm will it do, people have probably guessed it already.” Harry pulled Draco next to him, “But what if-” Harry sealed his lips on Draco’s. “Shut up and kiss me.” Harry whispered, “I don’t care what they say.” He pushed him on the bed, kissing him harder. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry, pulling him closer. Harry ripped Draco’s shirt off, trailing his hands over his body.

“Your perfect, you know that, right?” Harry whispered, “As long as I have you, I don’t give a shit what anybody says.” Harry brushed the hair out of Draco’s eyes, cupping his face in his hands. “I love you so much.” Harry leaned down and planted a kiss on his lips.

The next day, they walked into the Great Hall holding hands, and nobody was surprised.

Soulmate pt. 2: Young!Remus x Reader AU

Warnings: fluffffff

Word count: 1392

MASTERLIST / / Part One

Originally posted by the-venus-of-the-21st-century


The scar running across his cheek, identical to my own, but backwards. The thin one running above and slightly through my eyebrow, mirroring his. The tiniest one on his chin, matching mine. Everything he has been through is reflected on my face. Things I have no idea what they are. I don’t even know this boy. Great way to meet someone, right?

“Hi, I know we just met and all, but I think we might be soulmates and we’re cursed, but at least we don’t need to look anywhere else, right? So could you explain to me what the bloody hell you’ve been doing to yourself for the last nine years?”

Yeah, that’s a great way to start this off.


I look into his light brown eyes that have just a hint of gold circling the innermost part of his irises. And he smiles back at me, a little sadly.

There’s no way I can tell him right now. We just met. I don’t want to scare him.

After what was probably fifteen minutes or so of me sitting in silence, deciding what to say and thinking just so much, I feel a nudge on my elbow. I look up to see him smiling kindly at me again.

“Can I walk you to class?” he asks, and I feel my breath catch in my throat.

“Y-yeah, sure,” I stammer out in response, and his smile grows a little. He stands and offers a hand to help me up. I take it and it feels like electricity on our skin. And I know he feels it too, because his eyes snap up to meet mine. A smile creeps across my lips, and he pulls me gracefully up from the table, and he scoops up his stack of books, and then mine, placing them on top of his. He winks at me and begins walking toward the exit.

I quickly glance back at the others who are watching in awe, Lily with a knowing look on her face. I shrug at her slightly and quickly catch up to Remus.

He waits for me at the door, smiling, and casually leaning the side of his shoulder against the frame of the entryway.

“What class are you headed to?” he asks once I reach him.

“Transfiguration,” I reply, and reach a hand out to take my books back from him.

“I’ve got ‘em,” he says, smiling again, and turning to head off to the class. I laugh and shake my head, following after, easily keeping pace with him, despite his long legs. He’s probably taking shorter strides, because he knows how close the classroom is.

“So, (Y/N),” Remus begins after a few moments, as we make our way down the corridor, quickly approaching the door, “How is it that we’ve been at this school for going on six years, and we’ve never met before?”

I shrug slightly, eyeing the all-too-near entryway. “Maybe you just weren’t looking?”

He smirks a little. “Well, I am now,” he says as we stop in front of the door. He turns and looks at me. Just looks. For a few moments. I feel my cheeks blush under his gaze for what feels like the millionth time of the day. Eventually he hands my books back to me. And a wave of courage washes over me.

“What are you doing tonight?” I blurt out, and resist the urge to cover my mouth. But now it’s his turn to blush. He rubs the back of his neck, nervously.

“Er–nothing. At the moment,” he says, shrugging a little.

“Would you, maybe… want to, hang out? Talk? Study?” I ask more nervously than should ever be acceptable.

“I’d love to,” he says, visibly relaxing, and I do, too.

“Lovely,” and I’m in the classroom before another word is spoken, my heart rate through the roof, and I can’t help but wonder if his is, too.


We’re sitting in the Gryffindor common room, my potions book draped across my lap, and I’m avoiding leaning back against the couch to keep it from coming in contact with my still injured upper back. I’ve been here for half an hour, and we’ve barely said a word to each other, the tension in the room tangible. But not good tension. Awkward tension. It’s terrible. And I can’t bare it any longer.

We’re the only ones in the common room at this point, so I just blurt out, “Can I ask you something?”

He smiles at me and closes his book, “Of course.”

“Do you believe in fate? In soulmates?”

He grins again, a little sadly. “I don’t know if I do,” he replies. My heart sinks a little, and I’m sure it’s reflected in my face, because his turns to concern. “Do you?”

“I don’t have much of a choice in the matter,” I reply, turning back to my book.

“Why do you say that?” he asks, genuinely interested.

I sigh, “I’m afraid you’ll think I’m mad if I tell you.”

He laughs lightly, “I’m sure the things I could tell you would sound much crazier.”

“I doubt it.”


I sit quietly, curled up on the couch, as he paces back and forth in front of the fire, plagued by his thoughts. I can only imagine how he must be feeling. It took me nine years to adjust to the news. He’s barely had twelve minutes.

I told him. Everything. And he didn’t say a word. And he hasn’t said a word since. He just… paces.

After what feels like a century, he ceases and sits down across from me.

“Please say something,” I mutter, barely audible.

He takes a deep breath. “I… I always knew there was something more than… It sounds crazy, but I know it’s not. Because I’ve always had the feeling that it wasn’t just–” he cuts himself off.

“Wasn’t just what?” I ask.

He sighs, and runs his hands through his hair. “I have something I need to tell you, too. I think you need an explanation after nine years.”

I nod slightly, and he buries his face in his hands, pulling his thoughts together.

“I’m a werewolf,” he says, an admission to himself as well as to me.

And as shocking as the words should be, and as scared as I should be, I don’t feel a hint of surprise. In fact, I smile a little, “I think I knew that.”

His eyes snap up to meet mine, and his are filled with tears.

“How?” he asks.

“I mean, it makes sense. Once a month, and on the full moon, I wake up like I’ve been running through the woods or fighting with something…” and then a thought occurs to me. “That tearing feeling I get… that’s what it feels like when you… transform?”

He nods. And then sits taking it all in, and then a small smile creeps across his lips. “I knew it couldn’t all have been mine,” he mutters.

“What couldn’t?”

“Everything I felt,” he replies, crossing over to sit next to me.

I scoff slightly, “Oh please, I never get injured. There was nothing for you to feel!”

“We feel each other’s pain, love, not injuries. And I’m not the only one that has pains once a month.”

My jaw drops a bit as I realize what he means. “Well, congratulations, you are the one man on the planet who actually knows what menstrual cramps feel like.”

And then we’re both laughing. And I realize just how close together we are. I can almost feel the heat radiating from his skin. And then I remember something. “You called me ‘love.’”

“I did,” he says, blushing again.

“You do realize we met less than 24 hours ago.”

He sighs deeply, “We did. But if we are soulmates, and I feel that already, then what is the point in waiting, just because of the word?”

I know I’m smiling like a damn idiot, but I can’t help it.

He leans forward slightly, and it’s enough. I lightly wrap my hand around the back of his neck, and feel the electrical current between our skin. Our lips connect, and fireworks are not enough to describe the feeling. It’s an explosion. It’s a crashing tidal wave. It’s a supernova. It’s the moon and the stars and the sun and everything perfect in one kiss.

And I know that he’s right. It’s not too early to call this love.


AN: Thank you for reading!! Check out Part One and let me know what you thought!

Excuse me

But can I just

Baby & Johnny vs. Joe & Caspar

Still cannot fucking believe this happened

Rhett & Scarlett vs. Joe & Caspar

Joe likes it, but doesn’t want to admit it

Rose & Jack vs. Joe & Caspar

Caspar: Are you going to undress me now?

Joe: No? What kind of video do you think this is?

Caspar: I thought we were playing Titanic

Joe: There’s young girls watching these videos, Caspar!

Yeah, but as soon as the cameras are off and the young girls aren’t watching anymore, we all know what happens… Also Joe never said he wouldn’t do it, he just said he wouldn’t do it now

Rose & Jack vs. Joe & Caspar again

We need to talk about their hands again

YOU DIDN’T MATCH THE POSE, BOYS

BUT IT’S OKAY


Wow

What have I done

I need to stop

Daiya no Ace Ch58

Can we please talk about this precious gift from heaven, the cutest sunshine child that has ever existed in this universe aka Sawamura Eijun (and his adorable kouhai Asada)???

*Yui and Masashi asks Kataoka to let them play, too, and Kataoka approves*

Eijun: Let us, too, join the m—

Kuramochi: Don’t.

Zono: Today’s match is for them.

Eijun: … I know. We shouldn’t interrupt them… Then let us all cheer for them!!!

Eijun to the 2nd/3rd years: C'mon guys, you can get at least 20 more runs!!! Let’s drag that pitcher [*Asada] off the mound!!

Asada: !? (´゚д゚`)

Seto: Actually, he has been on our side until just now.

Asada: What?

Koushuu: He has been watching over you from behind the pole. It seemed he was worrying about you, but now he’s telling the others to beat you…

Seto: Ahaha, yeah. Just what’s up with that guy?

Asada: *Senpai was watching over me…?*

Originally posted by kawaiinekoss


IT’S SOOOO CUTE THAT BOTH KOUSHUU AN SETO NOTICED EIJUN HIDING BEHIND THE POLE AND WATCHING OVER THEM. THEY ALSO NOTICED THAT HE WAS INITIALLY CHEERING FOR THE 1ST YEARS, ESPECIALLY FOR ASADA. THIS IS SO CUTE. OMG.

Last night I met some like really hilariously NICE people in COMPETITIVE overwatch (shocking I know) like I was solo queuing as Mercy and this guy was in the voice chat like ‘AYYYY JENNNIII!! Even tho he didn’t know who I was and also 'das my girl!! Or dude..or NB no judge yo! :D’ and was just really positive and nice throughout the match and thanking me for heals it was super nice!!

And also me and my buddy Salt met this group from Alaska and me and one person on their group bonded over being tired of being asked what our silver borders meant XD but yeah we played with them and they were super chill and we won like every match so they asked us to group up! All in all it was a good day for comp yesterday!

Originally posted by enochianess

“So, I see we were the ones paired up, Huh.” Buck smiles, Handing you a drink from the counter.

“Yeah, Pretty cool..” You say nervously. You had liked Bucky for a long time, And you swore Tony rigged this stupid matched costumes thing so you would be with Buck.

“You look really nice. I hate to admit it but even in these ridiculous costumes we look like we’d be a cute couple.” He smirks, And you blush wildly. Did he really say what you thought he said?

“Would you be my date for tonight?” Bucky winks at you, Biting his lower lip. You stand there for a second, Frozen still. 

“O-of course! I’d love to.” You finally stutter out. He nods, Happy to know you like him back

“you know, I’d love to see that little costume on the floor later.” He whispers in your ear, Before softly grabbing your hand and leading you to the dance floor, Not giving you time to even think about what he said. Halloween was going to be fun.

  • Kubo: “Before the story was decided a Shingami uniform popped up into my mind. Unlike the design we have now it was like a uniform from Catholic school where they wore a black jacket over a white blouse with a black bowtie… and they carried a huge scissors. I thought that was what Shinigami was like. After that, to match Rukia’s design I changed Ichigo’s character design. Like Rukia had black hair so it’s best if Ichigo didn’t have black hair.”
  • Also Kubo: Rukia was never the main heroine
  • Me:
  • Me: Bitch wtf? You literally changed your main protagonist to compliment Rukia...Rukia who was your original protagonist...yeah right whatever you say...

kubo: i’m like dropping hints the rings were mostly bait

kubo:  What Yuuri bought is pair rings. When I looked it up I found out that buying a pair was cheaper, and I also thought that if they were going to wear something matching this would be good. There are actually many real skaters who wear accessories as “omamori”, protective charms. More importantly, Yuuri has been giving Victor fresh surprises until now, and I wanted him to get a new item, a weapon to fight in the final match. When I suggested the rings to the director she was like “Yes, that!!”. We were like, “yeah, a cornered athlete would do something like that!” More than implicating something like a wedding, it’s similar to members of the same circle deciding to have a matching item.