WHO'S GOING TO HAVE TO CLEAN THIS UP

u have no idea how much effort i put into not feeling things completely nowadays. i just numb myself to partial degrees in certain situations and to certain things because feeling them completely may just ruin me and unravel me and shatter me into pieces on the floor. and who’s going to clean up afterward? who’s going to see the whole thing and stay. 

On the first day of the SDR2 boys living together...

Shenanigans happened.

After a long day of moving, unpacking and whatnot, Fuyuhiko watches a movie about two brothers who are firefighters try to escape from a precarious situation in which a burning house collapses…

AS AN ACTUAL FIRE HAPPENS

GDI TERUTERU

Hajime: “NAGITO! WHAT DID YOU DO?!”

Nagito: “QUICK! GET THE FIRE EXTINGUISHERS!!”

Fuyuhiko: “The FUCK IS GOING ON???”

Fuyuhiko: “FUCK! IT’S NOT WORKING!”

Nagito: “KEEP TRYING!”

Fuyuhiko: “Man, you’ve seen better days.”

Teruteru: “…”

Byakuya, in the distance: “Are we having barbecue for dinner?”

Byakuya couldn’t really care less, honestly.

But dinner still goes well. Teruteru cleaned up nicely, and Nekomaru and Gundham joined the meal. It was delicious as always!

Hajime: “Out fishing on the beach again, Gundham?”

Gundham: “The aquatic beasts of Atlantis call to me, their Master. They are too much for a weak mortal like you to tame. Flee before they surface or they may desire to feast on your flesh!”

Hajime: “Oh, okay. Just be back before it gets too dark out.”

Later…

Fuyuhiko: “What the FUCK, asshole!!! Don’t you KNOCK?!”

Gundham: “Ah! What sorcery is this! My eyes! I am blinded by this forbidden magic!”

Fuyuhiko: “GET THE FUCK OUT!”

Hajime: “So then he starts telling me that there’s this really big fish out in the water somewhere…”

Nagito: “I once saw a catfish so large, it could swallow a man whole just offshore.”

Hajime: “Really? …That’s terrifying.”

Byakuya and Nagito are pretty good at playing chess. It helps to keep them sharp and focused as they learn to live with each other. But Byakuya can’t help but to think that Nagito is plotting something behind all of their backs…

Just a nice chat outdoors! Kazuichi just fixed some of the leaky facets in one of the bathrooms, but he’s a little wary around Nagito and Teruteru. They don’t seem to like each other much.

A new home and a new life…

This is the start of a great life adventure.

Tbh I’m slightly perplexed by Yuuri’s parents when it comes to skating. Their son is arguably the top Japanese skater. And his room looks like this:

So how does Toshiya not recognize Victor??? (even if he’s more into soccer)

Meanwhile, Hiroko jumped straight to Vicchan within hours of meeting him.

That is really informal for a guest at the inn.

UNLESS Hiroko has had to put up with years of Yuuri hero-worshipping Victor, giving him pocket money to buy posters and magazines of Victor, cleaning his room and going “Oh, look, Yuuri has put up another poster of Victor”, dealing with his sudden desire for a poodle (because come on, parents are usually the ones who actually take care of pets), smiling along as Yuuri gets all excited and shiny-eyed watching Victor skate on TV, listening bemusedly as Yuuri rambles on and on about Victor’s skating “first he did a quad loop, then he did a lutz, then…” while having no clue what her son is saying but only that he is happy.

Which will explain her expression after The KissTM

She may know nothing about skating but she knows her son. And she knows what makes him happy. 

#best mom ever

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I have this horrific thing where I’m really bad with names and faces. I have an appalling memory. Someone will come up to me in the street and go, ‘Eddie!’, and I’ll try and give myself time by going into overdrive, ‘Hey, hi! Nice to see you!’ and start a whole conversation because I can’t distinguish between who I know and who I don’t.

I was going to write this post whether Clinton won or not, because even before the election it was clear that Trump was going to clean up among working class whites. Right now, exit polling has Clinton at 53% of those who make $30,000 a year or less, down from Obama’s 63% in 2012. The people who voted for Obama in past years and who voted for Trump this year determined the way the election went. Why did people vote that way? Because they’ve seen no benefits from voting Democratic.

American wages have been in freefall since 2000. This is the greatest drop in income since the Great Depression. Working class white people voted for Bush, realized he couldn’t change stuff, voted for Obama, realized he couldn’t change things, and were going to stay home until they saw somebody speaking to their concerns. They came out heavily for Bernie Sanders in the Democratic Primaries, but not quite enough to put him over the top against a vast well-oiled party machinery, and they came out for Donald Trump, who at least made mention of the troubles working class people have but who more importantly positioned himself as the anti-Obama anti-Bush candidate. Clinton ran on 4 more years of Obama, without even being as well-liked as Obama. She didn’t even want to campaign on single payer healthcare, feeling too worried that she might alienate the billionaires overwhelmingly backing her. Her opinions on trade agreements seemed contrived, and nobody believed she’d regulate the banking sector in any way. She failed to oppose the cops that kill black people on the street every day, giving her absolutely no appeal for black people as a voting choice except as a perceived defensive measure. No wonder black working class turnout was down so much. Part of the appeal that Trump had to the white working class was based on the media simply giving in and portraying him as he wished to be portrayed, rather than actually challenging his ostensible pro-working class credentials. A significant part of it was racism, certainly. But it wasn’t racism that put him over the top, it was his ability to convince people that he might change their desperate circumstances. He can’t, of course. Wages will continue to decline during his time in office because his party is wedded to those economic policies that cause wages to decline. There will be a crackup, and we can take advantage of that by stridently opposing him from day 1. We should recognize though that we’re fighting to defend the working class, not to blame it.

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161206 Melon Radio SVT - Dorm Stories

(The members will tell a story about a member’s behaviour that is weird or out of place in the dorm aka complaining about your members)

SK : The8′s expression really shows that he really want to talk about something is really outstanding. Yes, The8.

The8 : I really have something to say.

SK : Who? Who? Who? To who?

The8 : To Vernon

SK : Ah~ Vernon

The8 : I usually like the dorm to be in clean and neat state. Our Vernon-ie really didn’t clean up his clothes. 

MG : That’s true.

The8 : From Aju Nice era till now, I think he didn’t clean up his clothes.

SK : Wait a minute. If you said Aju Nice, it was from July. Even after 5 month, you still didn’t clean up the mess. Is there any witness for this incident?

MG : I have an additional statement to give.

SK : Additional statement, please go ahead.

MG : Do you remember the day we moved into the new dorm? Do you know the green box that we brought together on that day?

SK : Ah, the moving goods?

MG : We still have that box.

DN : That was enough

MG : It’s not like we still have the box, but the box is still there in it’s original state and on top of it, there are clothes pilling up and the green box is starting to get buried. I think he’s always ready to move out.

SK : Wait a minute. I think we cannot just let it pass without hearing to Vernon’s story.

VN : I don’t think you need to listen to it. Actually I don’t have anything to say about this.

JH : Vernon, is that green box your treasure?

VN : No, it’s just that without I realizing it, pilling up clothes on the green box was comfortable for me.

SK : Vernon, because we talked about this while laughing, you might think that we are just joking, really, please clean up soon! We already moved to the new dorm for 10 month, what were you doing until now still didn’t clean up? That’s what we want to say to him.

VN : Actually I was just staying still waiting for when will this story will be brought up. So it came out here. Sorry.

JH : So you were watching and waiting (our reactions)

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Sometimes you’ve got to keep yourself going by doing the little things, like making sure you get out of bed and have a shower.

Other times you need to keep yourself busy by getting round to the slightly bigger things, like cleaning the bathroom or going shopping for the essentials.

But once in a while you’re going to have to kick yourself up your own ass, get out there and get the huge stuff done. Go to your job interview. Make your art. Write your book. Attend your class. Push yourself past your boundaries of comfort.

Sometimes you’re the only who will be there to make sure these things happen. You can’t always rely on other people to make sure you do it. Get it done. And get it done now. You’ll feel better for it.

Straight White Boy Problem #969

me: I Don’t Know Who To Vote For Dude….

frat bro: guess Who im voting for???

me: *looks at the “Reagan Bush 84" sticker on his laptop* …uh something tells me that you’re going to vote for Trump

frat bro: nah I’m not voting for Trump I’m voting for…..Harambe *starts uncontrollably laughing*

me: dude Harambe jokes are dead. stop making harambe jokes. you’re an idiot *puts on my Rayban Wayfarers* I have to go to the library now PLEASE don’t text me any memes or I’m NOT going to clean up our party on Friday!!

frat bro: HEY…don’t make me sad….bro…..*acting sad*

me: *realizes he’s being a tool* nah Fuck you dude!!! *leaves the FRAT house*

crack theory: 

No one alive outside Hannibal and Will KNOW about Will getting stabbed in the face in TWOTL. Even if Francis’ camera was started before he did the stabbing, it was pointed at Hannibal on the floor. 

So, rather than having a beard in S4, Will’s gonna go clean shaven (but have long bangs to hide the can opener scar).

And he’s gonna make up increasingly preposterous stories every time someone asks about the scar. 

“Got stabbed while saving an old lady from being robbed.” 

“Got stabbed by an old lady who was really a young punk robbing me.”

“Got harpooned while adrift at sea with this asshole cannibal who thought I looked tasty.”

Fall in love with love and life this summer. Spend time appreciating the beauty around you and the people who compliment your lives. Go out more and take as many pictures as possible. Collect memories. Go for long walks or bike rides and watch a fucking sunset. Meet up with friends, sit on a bench and catch up until it’s night. Do random shit. Eat fruit. Exercise outside. Have fun. Compliment strangers. Don’t pass a homeless person without giving them something. Anything. Just don’t ignore them. Meditate, spend the first 10 minutes of your morning sitting in silence. Donate some of your time to a children’s hospital or something to do in your community. Read a few books. Clear your mind and spend the rest of the day thinking positive thoughts. Eat clean and drink more water. Just live and enjoy life. We are not promised this evening, let alone tomorrow. Everything is temporary, so grab it while you can and hold it close to your heart. Fall in love with love and life this summer.
—  MH

Have you seen this gif? I was tagged in a post with this gif (and have since lost that post somewhere in my hoards of likes, oops) and let me tell you, my life was enriched for having seen it.

So here’s an AU:

Graves is a celebrity with everything that entails: tv appearances, photoshoots, even just going up on stage to receive an award. He has a whole team dedicated to managing his life and his appearance including this one guy on the makeup team, this young guy with the curly hair who’s just starting out and is terrified of doing something wrong and getting fired from his first big job.

And honestly, Newt doesn’t mean to get things wrong. But. One of the dogs was sick, and he had to clean it up and stay long enough to make sure she was ok, he couldn’t just leave her until he knew she was alright - but work - but dog - in the end he sneaks Niffler the dog into the back room and hopes no one notices and stammers his way through an apology for being late. And his budgie, little blue and yellow guy called Pickett, he has attachment issues - birds are really intelligent, you know? Much more so than we give them credit for. So Newt sneaks him in and he’s usually so good about staying out of the way, but sometimes he sits on Newt’s ear and preens his tousled mop and that’s just a thing. And the cats, Newt has a lot of cats - to be honest he doesn’t even mean to have a lot of cats but somehow he keeps adopting strays - and do you know how hard it is to get cat hair off your clothes? Hard.

So there’s Newt, stumbling over his words with a bird on his shoulder and cat hair over his clothes and a cocker spaniel hiding in the back room and he’s only meant to be sweeping up and handing people things, that’s all he’s meant to do.

Except Graves points at him and asks him if he’s new. And then, because Newt blushes scarlet and he really is far too cute to overlook, Graves waves him over.

“Show me what you’ve got,” he says with a challenging smirk and Newt kind of just dies? because? Percival fucking Graves is god’s gift to mankind and Newt gets to style his actual hair that’s it, he’s reached nirvana, goodbye budgie-Pickett Newt has ascended to a higher plain.

He doesn’t actually remember much of the experience because he was too busy floating on a cloud of happy (interspersed by random bouts of fear because what if Graves doesn’t like it and Newt gets fired and never gets to touch this amazing man again what will he do) but somehow he ends up waiting in the wings with Niffler the spaniel sitting on his feet and Pickett the budgie on his shoulder and somehow Niffler’s stolen not one but three of the makeup brushes and is chewing on them which probably isn’t good, but Graves is on stage now and that’s all that matters.

“Looking good,” the presenter compliments him, and Graves responds by staring out to the audience and running his tongue over his lip jesus christ Newt has been revived from death-by-hair only to die again how much more can he take.

Except. Except then. Just at the end Graves flicks his gaze to the side and looks Newt straight in the eyes. He finishes with this satisfied little smirk and Newt actually crouches on the floor and hides behind Niffler because holy fucking hell wHAT.

Niffler, the traitor, trots out onto the stage and presents a well chewed brush to Graves while Newt attempts to hide behind a lighting rig and pretend he doesn’t exist.

“A new admirer?” the presenter jokes. “She’s a cutie, isn’t she?”

And Graves, clearly not content with the extent to which Newt’s brain has been scrambled, smiles this beatific, conspiratorial smile as he kneels down and scratches Niffler behind the ear, does he have any idea how much Newt loves people who love his dogs, because it’s a lot, ok, a lot, and says:

“You should see her master, he’s adorable.”

And that. Just. Cannot cope.

Newt out.

Bee Facts:

They do have favourite flowers! Each type of bee will have a favourite type of flower, so when there are different swarms of bees living in the same area, they don’t have to compete with each other. 

Bees can see every colour except red, but they can still visit red flowers, because they can see special ultraviolet patterns on them. They have five eyes to see with (it must be hard for them to buy glasses.)

When bees are young, the first job they do is cleaning up around the hive (even bees have to do chores) and once they’re older they start looking after the larvae. It’s the oldest bees who protect the hive and go looking for pollen. 

Bees do two different dances depending on whether the flowers are close to the hive or far away:

And the different moves tell the other bees all about it:


They also dance to tell everyone about a new nest spot they’ve found for the colony, and the better the new place is, the more enthusiastic the waggle dance is! Then they vote by joining in the dance if they like it - if enough of the bees start dancing, then the vote is settled and they move to their new home.

White collar office workers looking down on minimum wage fast food workers...

You go into your job, you piddle around getting coffee and getting “set up” every morning when you’re on the clock, you spend an hour in the morning and an hour in the afternoon on Facebook, you mess around on the internet in between that, and you have a custodial staff cleaning up after you.

You don’t have to do the cleaning yourself. You don’t have bosses telling you “If you’ve got time to lean, you’ve got time to clean.” You have time to lean. You lean on your desk during the mid-afternoon slump and no one says anything except to remark on how many hours you have to go. You lean on your friend’s cubicle wall while you talk about the big game or your guild raid or who said what about whom on TV last night. Sure, if you do that too often or too obviously, someone will say something, but the mere fact that conversation happens isn’t automatically taken as a red flag that someone is stealing time from The Company.

You might have to kiss up to the boss or a touring client from time to time, but mostly, you don’t have to provide service with a smile or anything like that. You don’t have to smile and speak cheerfully and politely to customers who are making your job difficult by their apathy, entitlement, and disrespect. You can sit there and grimace and sneer and roll your eyes at the computer monitor, muttering under your breath (or speaking out loud to your neighbors) about what a live one you’re dealing with as you type out your considered and professional reply. Whatever your job is, you’re just expected to do it, not do it and perform the emotional labor of a continuous mask of unflappable perkiness.

Your schedule is not a weekly guessing game. It’s not set by someone playing chicken with the part-time/full-time boundary. You aren’t expected to come in before your shift to get everything set up or stay after you’ve clocked out in order to clean everything up for tomorrow. You don’t live in a state of constant tension between the fact that you don’t make enough money even with the hours they deign to give you and the fact that they give you hours designed to ensure you can’t have any life or commitments outside the job.

White collar workers are paid with the expectation that they will have done their jobs within the time that they spend in the office, not that they will have worked a solid 8 or 10 hours the entire time they were on the clock.

Minimum wage workers are treated like if they aren’t performing two or three jobs the entire time they’re on the clocks, they’re stealing their wages.

Source: I have worked white collar office jobs, and listened to my friends who have worked minimum wage service jobs. I could probably still do the former, if I hadn’t transitioned and if transportation weren’t an issue. I know for a fact I could not do the latter.

Favourite Undertale quotes

(aka the reasons you should play Undertale if you haven’t yet)

  • *ANIME’S REAL, RIGHT?!?!
  • *You came all the way back here to look at Toriel’s socks. *You have great priorities in life. 
  • *Wosh u SOUL
  • *YOU LIKE CARESSING MY BICEPS WITH A FLOATING HEART. BUT WHO DOESN’T!?
  • *Sans is selling tickets made of toilet paper.
  • *It looks like a snow ball… *Actually, it’s a snow decahedron.
  • *SCIENTIST DISCOVERS HEALTH BENEFITS OF USING COMPUTER (JUST KIDDING LOL)
  • *TINY VOLCANO MONSTER TRIES ITS BEST, RECEIVES TINY APPLAUSE
  • *WOSHUA CLEANS UP LOCAL CRIME, LITERALLY FINDS CRIMINALS AND DOUSES THEM IN SOAP, CRIME DOESN’T GO DOWN BUT IT SMELLS AMAZING
  • *Partaking in worthless garbage fills you with determination.
  • *DO YOU TREAT YOUR MOTHER THIS WAY…WHEN SHE MAKES YOU A PUZZLE?!?!?
  • *I’ll pay you 1000G if you get Mettaton to autograph my butt!
  • *DOGS ARE JUST FIRM CATS!!!!
  • *Why do people find him so attractive?? *He’s literally just a freaking rectangle.
  • *Huh? *Everyone else is DEAD? *Does that mean I don’t have to work today?
  • *STOP PLAGUING MY LIFE WITH INCIDENTAL MUSIC!!!
  • *Thank you so much, dearie! *It’s all because of you *(r money).
  • *You’re making the switches uncomfortable with all this attention.
  • *(WHY IS THIS PERSON TRYING TO SELL ME SOMETHING THIS IS A HAMBURGER RESTAURANT I’M JUST TRYING TO SURVIVE)
  • *In this hellish world, you can only take 3 pieces of candy…
  • *I’m literally going to make out with a fish.
  • *OF COURSE I KNOW WHO I KNOW!! I WANTED TO KNOW  IF YOU KNOW…I KNOW WHO I KNOW AS MUCH AS I KNOW I KNOW WHO I KNOW!…YOU KNOW?
  • *Mad Dummy is doing an armless ska dance.
  • *Now you’ll see my true power: Relying on people that aren’t garbage!
  • *I DON’T NEED FRIENDS!!! *I’VE GOT KNIVES!!! 
  • *i’ve almost got a mix cd finished for my scary neighbor… *it’s 74 minutes of people screaming their signature wrestling moves *but they’re all autotuned *i hope she likes it
  • *What do I look like, the ice-cream woman? *Do human ice-cream women TERRORIZE HUMANITY with ENERGY SPEARS? *Are their ice-cream songs a PRELUDE TO DESTRUCTION?
  • *OH MY GOD!!! *STOP PETTING THE ENEMY!!!
  • *I should have worn a few million more pairs of pants today.
  • *Mew Mew Kissy Cutie 2 Is Neither Kissy Nor Cutie. *Its Trash. 0 stars
  • *SOMETIMES, I’M A GENIUS. ALL THE TIME.
  • *Sparkle up your day™.
  • *EVEN IF YOU MANAGE TO BEAT THE HEAT… *YOU’LL NEVER BE ABLE TO WITHSTAND MY HOT METAL BODY!
  • *THIS DOG… *STILL EXISTS! *THIS STORY… *JUST KEEPS GETTING BETTER AND BETTER!
  • *My hair… yes, I use metal hairgel. 
  • They say I have the voice of a Siren… awooga!
  • *… you really like hot animals, don’t you? *hey, i’m not judging.
  • *yeah, you’ve gotta save your money for college and spiders.
  • *STILL FIDDLING WITH THAT MICROWAVE, EH, DARLING? *CAN’T BLAME YOU FOR BEING TOTALLY ENAMORED WITH AN ELECTRONIC BOX.
  • *I will make intent eye contact with you so you sweat while you talk.
  • *First off, I’m a baby KNIGHT! *Captain of the babies!!!
  • *I’M UNDYNE AND I’M PILING ON THE SMOOCHES!!!
  • *WHAT!! I DIDN’T CRY!!! I DON’T CRY!! *I JUST…CAUGHT SOMETHING IN MY EYE. *TEARS!!!
  • *This is Sans *Frisk, did you know that I love to “get owned?” *I also think Toriel is very good and fhfjkehfeaufsisf
  • *THERE ARE WAY BETTER ANIMALS TO MARRY. *LIKE SKELETONS!!!
  • *HMMM..THE SOLUTION TO THIS ONE…? *I ACTUALLY JUST STEPPED OVER THE SPIKES. *SO THE SOLUTION IS TO BE VERY TALL AND HANDSOME.
  • *SOMEDAY I’LL IMPRESS HER WITH MY HUGE BICEPS… *THAT’S A GOOD WAY TO MAKE FRIENDS!!!
  • *When I feel like relaxing, I always take a break there. *That means NEVER!! *I HATE RELAXING!! *I LOVE being ANGRY and STRESSED OUT!!!
  • *You can’t do the jimpity jumpity joodle!? *The limpity loppity leap!?
  • *I WISH I HAD EIGHT LEGS… *SO I COULD WEAR FOUR PAIRS OF HOTPANTS.
  • *Uh, if not for that grooty, I’d have kicked your booty.
  • *(HORRIBLE BIRD IMITATIONS)
  • *GARBAGE, HUH? BOY, DO I KNOW GARBAGE!! *AFTER ALL, I’M HOUSEMATES WITH A LAZY BAG OF TRASH! *HIS NAME’S TRASHY HE LIVES IN THE GARBAGE CAN. 
  • *You make a snowball and throw it for the dog to fetch. *It splats on the ground. *Greater Dog picks up all the snow in the area and brings it to you.
  • *WOWIE!!! UNDYNE!!! *SOMEDAY I WANTTO BE AS STRONG AND SWEATY AS YOU.
  • *PLEASE STOP COMMITTING GHOST CRIMES.
  • *It looks like some sort of powerful bracelet… *Wait. *It’s just a croissant…
  • *EMITTING SLIME…THAT’S JUST WHAT BROTHERS DO.
  • *It appears to be a self- sustaining tornado made of trash.
  • *N… NO!!! NOT THE FLATTERY SUPLEX!!!
  • *I can’t go to hell. *I’m all out of vacation days.
  • *A LAB??? MY BROTHER WOULD LOVE THAT! *HE LOVES SCIENCE FICTION!! *ESPECIALLY WHEN IT’S REAL.
  • *And I’m forecasting an incoming front of SHUT UP!!!
  • *I CAN’T VISUALIZE THIS PUZZLE AT ALL. *CAN YOU DRAW A PICTURE??? *THEN HOLD IT UP TO THE RECEIVER??
  • *I’m thinking of getting a spiked collar to show off my personality. *It makes a statement like… *“Attach a leash to me and take me for a walk please.”
  • *(AUDIBLE WINK)… *WAIT, WHOSE NUMBER IS THIS???
  • *It’s kinda cute… *…I mean, uh… *I’m tough!!! *I love to eat rocks!!
  • *A A A A A. *I’M SCREAMING VERY SLOWLY.
  • *Well, maybe our cooking abilities aren’t exactly perfect. *Nah!!! *They totally are!! *Eat up, punk!! *(You hear spaghetti thwap against the receiver.)
  • *IS (THE SOUND A BABY MAKES) AN EMOTION?
  • *Perhaps mankind was not meant to pet this much.
Is it just me...

Or are the Crystal Gems terrible at revolution?

So like the Crystal Gems totally lost the war against homeworld? Because I remember Pearl going, “But we won!” at some point. Maybe she was just trying to shield Steven from the reality, but surviving Homeworld’s attack and winning against homeworld are legit two different things.

Winning would be, “we’ve destroyed the hierarchy and all gems are free to be who they want!”

A tie would be, “Homeworld put a damper on our revolution, but there is still hope that we can stop them. We just need time to regroup then we’ll go back and free everyone!”

But like they straight up lost:

Homeworld wiped out all gems on earth, then Crystal gems were like, “Nope, not dealing with that anymore.” They destroyed all the warp pads and just started cleaning up the earth, right? Like all the problems they’re having now is because they successfully avoided Homeworld for a really long time. They were happy to just stay on earth, bubble all they former comrades, and let gem society continue on.

I guess by “We won”, Pearl meant, “We got homeworld to leave earth alone.”

Bath Time (Task Force X x Reader)

(A/N: Take your pick about your pair)

Originally posted by sleeplessnightsky

It was bath time for you and Harley and since you were the only female inmates in Belle Reeve you bathed together and without anyone else.

You stripped from your clothes and joined Harley who was waiting for you under the showers.

You had just returned from a mission and you had to clean up the blood from your skin, none of these bloody spots were from your own blood.

Harley was in a fun mood and splashed you with water while you opened the faucet.

“Oh. Is this how it’ll go?” you said with a smirk and Harley threw some shampoo to you.

“Alright, lil bubble.” You smirked and started splashing her, too.

She giggled and tried to avoid the splashes only to get hit by your shampoo rockets.

It was nice having fun like this, after a stressful day.

You had cleaned up the blood from you now and Harley noticed your secret.

“Naughty girl!” she shouted with joy.

“What?” you were stunned when you remembered the last makeout session with you and them.

Blush spread in all of your face and you stopped splashing around.

“What? Did you think I wouldn’t notice your love bite?” she approached you and touched softly your collarbone, where the love bite they had given you rested in your soft skin.

“Who was it, naughty pigeon?” she giggled.

“Someone.” You smirked and drew away from her, surprising her with a splash of cold water.

“Come on, (Y/N)!! You need to tell me!!” she begged.

“Nope.” You liked to tease her with things like your love life.

“Your time is up, ladies!” Peggy, your guard informed you and you started washing away the shampoo.

Harley stood there, under the shower, looking puzzled.

“Floyd.” She said.

“I am not telling.”

“Digger.” She snapped again.

“I invoke the Fifth Amendment.” You replied with a smirk.

“No, you are not!” she caught your arm and looked into your eyes.

“Chato?” she asked this time.

“Quit asking!” you replied as per usual.

“KC??” she looked surprised with that possibility.

“No comments.” You replied and left the shower room as you draped yourself with your towel.

“I shall find out.” She promised.

The following days Harley spied your interactions with everyone, trying to find a hint of closeness and affection, but to no avail. You were friendly with everyone and you were good at keeping your relationship a secret.

So, she came up with a plan.

She spied you while you were talking to Floyd/Chato/Digger/KC/Rick/Tatsu/June in the kitchen one day, when she suddenly drew the thing wire she had placed on the floor, causing you to trip and fell into their arms.

They eagerly caught you and placed a peck on your nose.

“I will always catch you when you fall unless you are falling for me.” They said amused and you giggled.

Your lips touched and you began melting into the kiss when Harley snapped from her hideout.

“HA! GOT YOU LOVEBIRDS!!” she said, snapping many pictures of you in each other’s arms in the process.

You both looked stunned until she left the room. You looked into their eyes and began laughing as they soon joined you.

Living With The Outlaws Would Include...

A/N ~ I really liked this… maybe I should do a part two?


  • Okay bro
  • You do realize who these guys are???
  • You should already know the disasters that are about to go downnn
  • You guys have fire extinguishers everywhere in the apartment
  • It’s either for Roy’s cooking, Roy’s failed creations, Roy baking, Roy using the bathroom you get the gist
  • The dishes would pile up cause no one wants to do them
  • “It’s your turn to wash them Jason!”
  • “You lazy piece of shit I did them yesterday!”
  • The only ones who don’t cause (much) disaster is you and Kori
  • When the boys start doing crazy crap you both going on a shopping spree or go get icecream cause you both are not gonna deal with that
  • Jason blasting music in the morning
  • He doesn’t even clean but he still turns on the vacuum cleaner to annoy the fuck out all of you
  • Having to constantly help patch up Roy and Jason
  • Waking up in the middle of the night and almost having a heart attack because Kori is up too but you only were able to see her glowing eyes which still freaks you out
  • You and Kori try to keep the apartment clean and cute but the boys somehow always manage to break things and make a mess in a matter of seconds
  • Jason doesn’t even use the door, he always uses the window, does he have something against doors???
  • You know how girls find bobby pins almost everywhere? In the most unusual places?
  • Well you can find bullets and arrows in the most unusual places
  • If you can’t find your jacket you can use Jason’s leather jacket cause he has a bunch and he leave them around everywhere geeez they smell good
  • KORI’S HAIR EVERYWHERE
  • LIKE EVERYWHERE
  • IT’S ON THE COUCH, ALL OVER THE CARPET, IN YOUR POPCORN
  • HOW DID IT EVEN GET IN THERE???????
  • On that note you guys have to buy a lot of brushes since Kori always manages to break them
  • Kori on so many occasions has brought in stray animals
  • It’s not that you hate animals it’s just you got two of your own animals named Jason and Roy and you can’t even deal with them
  • One time Roy tried to make you and Kori bath bombs
  • BUT THIS IDIOT LITERALLY THOUGHT THEY WERE BOMBSS
  • “Yeah I really love bath bombs, they really refresh me.”
  • “I have used the bombs for baths before, they are delightful!”
  • Well Roy clearly doesn’t know what a bath bomb is
  • And that’s how you guys blew up the bathroom
  • You and Jason have a secret place in the apartment where you hide books
  • You both don’t trust people with paperback books because they are yalls babies and they can’t be harmed, you are proud parents
  • You guys had a goldfish once
  • Kori named it Glub
  • Roy and Jason decided it would be cool to play with the fish
  • WHO TAUGHT YOU CAN PLAY WITH FISHESS???
  • Any whoo that was the end of Glub
  • Besides all the disasters you love them
  • They are your family and they would literally die for you
  • The boys are over protective and are the reason you are single
  • Kori is like your sister and she’s the best person to talk to when you need to let out pent up emotions
  • Jason loves spending time with you, you’re one of the few people he opens up to and you help him through his break downs and he can’t be more grateful to have you
  • Roy might be a sassy motherfucker who thinks he got everything handled but he can be a big softy who needs babying
  • Being with the outlaws is something you wouldn’t change for the world, sure you guys fight but at the end you guys love each other

make a run, cause some rebellion by whoknows

As a general rule, kitten hybrids are small and disinterested in what other people want them to do, slightly evil and at least a little manipulative. Louis prides himself on being all of those things to varying degrees, but especially on being uninterested in what other people tell him to do. He’s still human goddammit, despite his pointy ears and penchant for curling up in the sun and taking naps.

He’s going about his daily business, knocking things over where he sees fit and leaving a trail of mess in his wake. As exasperated as it makes Liam he’s used to it by now, having shared a flat with Louis for almost three years now, and if Louis whines enough he’ll even clean up after him. It’s a great life, really.

With the exception of Liam’s stupid, broad shouldered, entirely too big mate, the one who always comes over to watch sports with him. Louis hates that guy. His hair is always greasy and he brings weird hipster beer with him when he comes that tastes like shit. And he won’t even let Louis have any of it, either. The only reason Louis even knows what it tastes like is because one time he stole a bottle from the fridge and fled to his room before Harry could catch him.