Tfw you show your weird side at work by talking about humanities evolutionary flaws , since our children are entirely dependent on us until theyre like at least 15, whereas other animals are born fully grown, and if anything catastrophic happened, that would severely inhibit our ability to bounce back.

Im pretty sure my district manager no longer wonders why im single lmao


Perfect. Together. Happy. Kind.

Those were the words often associated with Betty Cooper. The blonde teen was supposed to be on a straight path to graduating with honors and on to college. The plan was laid out in front of her by her teachers, counselors and parents. Her mother didn’t want her daughter to stray away from the perfect plan. She had envisioned her daughter becoming something more than what she was or even if they were on the same path it was okay. But Betty felt something inside her change, something was scratching at her soul to get out and given a chance to live. She had a taste of it when Veronica and her, mainly her, tortured Chuck in the hot tub. The poor guy thought he was going to get lucky – instead he got a rude awakening. Betty turned the dial higher and higher, yelling at him to apologize for everything he had every done to girls. Veronica had to snap her out of it. The dark-haired girl had a look of fear and confusion when she looked at her friend. Betty quickly brushed it off and never talked about it again. She was happy Veronica didn’t talk about it either.

But that feeling stuck with her, haunting her, hanging around like a ghost. For those few minutes she felt powerful like she had the upper hand. Granted it was probably the worst way to feel like you weren’t weak. But Betty enjoyed the taste of it. She walked around prim and proper, her hair pinned back and in pastel colored clothing. In the back of the teen’s mind was what if she could capture that feeling again but be in more control. She nearly went off the rails that night but was able to reel back in.

The teen wanted to feel freedom. So she had slipped on some black jeans, a maroon tank top and threw on her only pleather jacket she had. She wore some combat boots and let her blonde locks hang in a messy way. The girl climbed out the window and started down a path she wasn’t familiar with but heard plenty of people talk about. Excitement began to bubble inside her and sent jolts down to her fingertips. This wasn’t the first time she had snuck out of the house and done something that was ill-advised, but this was the first time she was going to do it without a plan in sight. That’s when she saw them, gathered around a small fire and laughing out loud, tossing cans of beer at each other. Betty bit down on her lip and thought this was stupid. She took a step back and breathed. They would only make fun of her and question why the hell she was coming around. They would grill her and probably tell her to scram. They would label her a narc for her parents’ paper. But Betty didn’t want any of that. She wanted adventure – even if it was just for one night.

“Can I help you?” A voice from behind her said as the owner got close to her ear. Betty nearly yelped and spun around with her fists ready to punch. The messy haired boy wore a smirk on his face as he looked over the girl. Betty sucked in a breath and placed her fists at her sides. He lifted his eyebrows, giving her a look, waiting for an answer.

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Imagine your boyfriend Sonny and your brother Jamie protecting you from a handsy Detective

(A/N: For Anon, I hope you enjoy and that it meets your expectations. This is probably bad. I’m half asleep writing this because it’s like 2:00 am and I’ve been working all day and I was too stupid to check my plan and was writing the wrong imagine up for the whole of my writing time. So I hope you’ll forgive me for being late. Even though it’s still Tuesday in some places!) 

Imagine your boyfriend Sonny and your brother Jamie protecting you from a handsy Detective

“Jameson!” You shouted sternly right behind Jamie’s back, intending to scare him.

You were successful. Obviously, that police academy training did nothing to help with how easy Jamie was to scare. You watched in delight as he jumped up slightly and spilling the coffee he was holding slightly down himself before realising and saving the majority from spilling. He turned to look at you and glared.

“Y/N,” He hissed, looking down at himself and assessing the caffeinated damage.

“You’re still so easy, Jamie.” You giggled profusely, bending over and clutching your stomach.

“Do you not having better to do than to annoy me, Detective?” He asked, sighing and shaking his head at you.  

“I’m only doing my job,” You shrugged with a grin.

“It’s your job to annoy me?” He questioned sceptically.

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Worth Fighting For (part four)


Pairing: Vladimir x reader

Word count: 2,278

Previous: Part Three


It’s eerily quiet in your room, the only sounds present are the beeping of the machine monitoring your heartbeat and the drip of an IV flooding your system with narcotic relief.

But all Vladimir can focus on is what he sees.

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I just realized that while Vax and Vex are fraternal twins, I headcanon Oliver and Whitney (Percy’s younger siblings) to be identical twins, born male, and Whitney is a trans female, and so biologically it still makes sense for Perc’ahlia to have an increased chance of having twins.

i’m also so down with the headcanon of either Vax or Vex being trans so that’s cool too

trashedy  asked:

If i enjoy Elliot Smith, what other music could you recommend me? Anyways, i'm glad to be following you and gaining so much by what you share. You are beautiful - inside and out.

so here are some musicians/songs i think you may dig judging from that (despite how similar they really are to one another; my brain works weird ways w music but also doing this based on what i’ve gathered from yr tumblr & you being such a beautiful being) (okay; this turned into just a random playlist; i suck at focusing; i hope there’s something cool in here for you) (wow i got really out of hand here i am so sorry):

Okay so I missed the apparent flashback with Adam in it and literally my train of thought right now is:

Well obviously the editors had to cut that scene together for the episode so maybe when they were looking at the scenes and piecing them together they realized ‘Huh, who’s that scrawny guy falling into the pit with Sam? There were two of them down there? Since when?’

and they’ll realize their idiocy about forgetting Adam and figure something out.

So this is what I do when I’m suppose to be doing hw/something productive, I go and look up Monster High stuff(shut up I love these dolls).

And lo and behold, I find this character name Jackson Jekyll:

And of course, I immediately love how cute and nerdy he is(with a side of hipster to boot). But then I look closer at him and my brain starts thinking…


Yeah.You can ignore me now.Just had to get that outta my system.It’s still a cute character though.

Does anyone feel unsatisfied with how Danny and Sam from danny phantom got together?

I need some fanfiction to better develop that romance. Because I feel like the show didn’t really try to develop their relationship. It kinda felt like. Oh so Valerie didn’t work out? Here’s Sam, the girl who you’ve been friends with and didn’t really have hints of romance with since early season 1.

so in The Hunchback of Notre Dame

when Frollo is doing this

(for those who haven’t seen the movie, he’s burning the city as part of the most dramatic overreaction to a boner in cinematic history)

where in the WORLD is this guy?

That’s Louis XI, King of France in 1482, when Hunchback takes place.

Where is the King while Frollo is burning down the capital city? Shouldn’t he be in Paris? It was the seat of the monarchy at the time.

I should really do my homework and stop overthinking a Disney cartoon, but I feel like this is a legitimate question.