Inspired by @linddzz’s adorably chaotic fic: http://linddzz.tumblr.com/post/154043407348/man-i-hope-you-werent-hoping-for-newt-sitting in which Newt, our blessed protagonist who does not, and never will truly understand self-preservation, tries to fly on something that is not a fantastic beast. Credence must, as always, protect this man from himself.

i just read this poem and went “lmao dexnursey”

For Nikki - Clementine von Radics

I know
you and I
are not about poems or 
other sentimental bullshit
but I have to tell you
even the way
you drink your coffee
knocks me the fuck out. 


The Blacklist Rewatch: Berlin

I did this as a kind of a memorial for my recently deceased cat, Spike. He had the most beautiful white socks and, yeah, I just loved him a lot. This was pretty therapeutic and I like to think he’d like it if he saw it ahah

okay but I can just imagine magnus walking around for the whole of october with cat ears on because it’s halloween.

So let’s say Wells is alive in canon and fits right in with the core four during both seasons. Now, 2x16. Clarke leaves, and she’s walking through the forest, totally numb and distraught and lost. Then footsteps come up behind her and she whips around, furious, because it better not be Bellamy, because she thought he understood–

Instead, she finds Wells, two bags slung over his shoulder, glaring at her.

When she growls at him, demanding what he’s doing there, he just snorts and chucks a bag at her.

He says: First, don’t be dumb enough to go off on your own without supplies. Second: I’m here because I got myself arrested and sent down to the ground so I could follow you, remember?

For a minute, she can’t speak, and so he does instead.

And I’m still following you. Don’t you know by now, Clarke? I’d follow you anywhere.

You better not slow me down, is all she can manage to choke out, because her heart is in her throat. 

As if, he scoffs, stepping up to walk by her side, in the forest, into the unknown.

elemental-flame  asked:

Okay on scale of 1-10 how possessive would Saru be is he was in a romantic relationship with Misaki? Say that some random guy starts flirting with Misaki (Misaki is oblivious of course) What would Saruhiko do?

I’m thinking something slightly more than midway, like maybe a 6 or a 7? I don’t think he’s the creepy super-possessive 10 that he tends to get mischaracterized as so often but I do think he’d be more likely to be a bit more on the possessive and clingy side, just because with his insecurities he never feels quite completely sure that Yata will always pick him over any other available alternatives. I don’t think he’d be so possessive as to like refuse to let Yata associate with anyone else – he probably knows full well how futile it would be to tell him not to go to Homra anymore, for example – but he’d definitely get irritated if Yata started spending more time with someone else than with him. He’d probably be less likely to forbid Yata from doing things though, I think he’d just sulk a lot and start being extra snippy with Yata, glaring at him when he mentions where he’s been and kicking Yata out of the bed without explanation because stupid Misaki can figure it out for himself. Of course actually he’d be quietly stewing in his own nervousness because he’d probably assume that if Yata’s spending more time with someone else it probably means that Yata likes that person better because of course he won’t pick Fushimi even now and then Yata has to eventually reassure him that he’s Yata’s number one always. If some random guy started flirting with an oblivious Yata Fushimi would probably just insert himself right between Yata and the guy and be like ‘Misaki, we’re leaving now.’ Yata’s all confused because wait we’re leaving already, the random guy tries to object and tell Fushimi to get lost and for his trouble is glared at. Fushimi possibly physically turns Yata away just a bit as he raises one hand just out of Yata’s line of sight and lets the random guy get a nice good look at the knives held between Fushimi’s fingers. If the guy’s really persistent and Yata’s still complaining Fushimi possibly shuts them both up by giving Yata a nice, long, public kiss. Yata’s a little dumbfounded afterward – not that he doesn’t like Fushimi-kisses, of course, just he wasn’t quite expecting that –- Fushimi gives the random guy a smirk and then steers Yata right out of there. Yata’s just like ‘so what was that about’ and Fushimi’s like 'nothing.’

n-trace  asked:

Sorry if you're already getting too many asks, but I thought this would be interesting. How would it turn out if somehow Yata and Fushimi switched body's (or personality's) for a day?

Lots of ways to go with this one, so I’ll just pick one and run with it. 

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Im screaming this story sounds so fake but it just happened to me in actual related life in 2016 and it’s Pokemon go related. I’m in the park where everyone comes to play and its v communal people always look for the chats. And this guy comes up and goes “you got weedles?” And I’m like uh yeah because who doesn’t? And he goes “alright cool” and there’s an awkward silence so I go “wanna see?” And he sits beside me and I open the app and he’s incredulous and he’s just like
“Dude I asked you for bud”
This guy was looking for weed and I showed him a virtual weedle he laughed so much I can never come here again