a lot of disturbing things

zombieland starter sentences
  • "It's amazing how quickly things can go from 'bad' to 'total shit-storm'."
  • "Stop, no names. Keeps us from getting too familiar."
  • "You almost knocked over your alcohol with your knife."
  • "More? No, one for me. One and done, I always say...I said that once."
  • "I'm sensing you're a bit of a bitch."
  • "You're a peppy little spit fuck, aren't you?"
  • "I could use a Twinkie."
  • "I hate coconut. Not the taste, the consistency."
  • "I find lots of things disturbing."
  • "When you're afraid of everything that's out there, you quit going out there."
  • "I don't usually unlock my door to the sounds of panic...but my neighbor is insanely hot."
  • "Look, the point is I'm here for you, okay?"
  • "And as long as you're by my side, I'm not leaving this apartment."
  • "You see, you just can't trust anyone. The first girl I let into my life and she tries to eat me."
  • "You wanna feel how hard I can punch?"
  • "I'm worried about you."
  • "Time to nut up or shut up!"
  • "You got a purdy mouth!"
  • "Someone's ear is in danger of having hair brushed over it."
  • "Act normal, try not to freak her out."
  • "Better you make the mistake of trusting us, than we make the mistake of trusting you."
  • "Nice going genius."
  • "I never had headaches like this 'til your ass came on board."
  • "Do what you want with a man, but do not fuck with his Cadillac."
  • "Thank God for rednecks."
  • "Gotta enjoy the little things."
  • "She was like a crouching tiger."
  • "You got taken hostage by a 12-year-old?"
  • "Well, girls mature faster than boys."
  • "It's amazing how far you can get with some costume jewelry and a cut-throat attitude."
  • "You know what, I may not shoot you, but you still royally piss me off."
  • "How about we play the quiet game?"
  • "Let me begin my three-part apology by saying I think you're a wonderful human."
  • "You gotta enjoy the little things...Even if that means destroying a whole lot of little things."
  • "You know, I think sleep deprivation is like the number one health problem in America."
  • "We're in Hollywood, let's sleep in style."
  • "Dibs on the bed."
  • "Oh, this is so exciting, you're about to learn who you're gonna call...Ghostbusters."
  • "Take away a man's son, you've truly given him nothing left to lose."
  • "Don't make me drink alone."
  • "I don't even know your name, but this is actually really nice."
  • "You know? Between me and you, you're actually kind of cute."
  • "You are like a giant cock-blocking robot developed in a secret fucking government lab."
  • "This is the problem with getting attached to someone. When they leave you just feel lost."
  • "That's why I don't let people close, you only get burned."
  • "Not bad for that scrawny little spit-fuck."

anonymous asked:

Do you know any good femlock AUs? (Btw I've read everything by queerwatson and I've read How the Mouth Changes its Shape) There just isn't enough femlock 😭

well i can see you’ve had a brilliant start, here are some more that i hope you’ll enjoy <33 

teenlock/ unilock:

i already made this list if you’d like to check it out

soulmate au:

Moonlines -  Ever since Sherlock had come back from the dead, things had felt different.

how thick about us root -  Though Sherlock had never been the sort to believe in a higher power, she constantly wished there was someone in particular she could blame for the four letter word she had ‘tattooed’ over her ribs.

coffee shop:

miss a train or a plane to meet you for coffee -  Jane meets Sherlock at a coffee shop. They fall in love. They bake, they kiss. Jane doesn’t miss any trains or planes, but she does nearly miss work.

witchlock/ potterlock:

Guide Me in the Moonlight (witchlock, sherlock is a demigirl <3) -  John had easily claimed her place in Sherlock’s home and heart and cast such a spell of affection that left the witch aching.

Honey And Amber (witchlock, wip) -  Sherlock runs a little magic shop, with her trusty friend Hamish, the Glaswegian skull, who talks and interferes, and is a constant matchmaker. Johanna it’s-a-mouthful-call-me-John Watson takes a wrong turning and discovers the shop, as well as a friend, and the love of her life. (sherlock deals with a lot of insecurity, but the fic is very soft and lovely!)

Jane Watson and the Room of Requirement (potterlock) -  Sherlock figures something out about a particular room on the seventh floor that only sometimes seems to exist. She shows it to Jane. Fortunately it’s a good place for figuring things out.

a little odor that to me is metre (potterlock) -  There are a lot of disturbing things Jane is almost used to coming home to. Sherlock leaning over a cauldron isn’t one of them.

translock: (well its not really an au but i will put it on any list)

Like A Pillow -  John doesn’t like the bit of softness on her stomach. Sherlock does.

Making the Cut -  Sherlock is genderfluid, but hasn’t told anybody yet, afraid that they wouldn’t be accepted. However, feelings of dysphoria make it harder and harder to hide.

Reborn -  There are two secrets Sherlock intends to take with her to the grave. They are, quite plainly, unutterable.


Keeping You Safe -  After the end of her disastrous marriage, Joan moves back in with Sherlock and learns - quite by accident - what happened to Sherlock’s wings.

specific aus:

The Bee Charmer - au of fried green tomatoes, but less sad (contains mcd at the very end, read the tags please!)

lone and level sands stretch far away - the mummy au, and the crossover is written gorgeously to fit the characters. also, john is so fucking hot,, what else is new,

Armor making tutorial (leather used!)

So, this is my leather armor making tutorial! Some of you, my friends, could see it on DoA some time ago (I completely forgot that I posted it there ^^`), but still, here it is. 

SOME WARNINGS! This post is going to be long and picture heavy!^^`It contains photos of nude doll parts. Also, I use real animal leather for this project, please consider this, if you are sensitive to this subject.

The model for this armor was the “previous” version of Hilda, my OC. Now Hilda is a IOS Anima, but back then she was a Leekeworld Adolf, heavily modded and on Akagi 70 body modified from male to female.

In our story Hilda is not a rich person, with no money to buy an expensive armor, but she, herself was an blacksmith’s apprentice, and could create a pieces of armor herself. So this armor will not be very pompous, and I will try to keep it as simple as it can be. As a references for Hilda’s armor I thought about Brienne’s of Tarth from Game of Thrones outfit, some medieval armor pieces from different historical resources and my own imagination ^__^

For this project I needed a lot of things:

1. Big pieces of leather, this time I took brown color and 2mm thick.
2. Sculptural plasticine
3. Plastic film (I used food wrap)
4. Good firm thread, maybe capron, or any other, that will survive the tension
5. A pot with water and kitchen-stove, to boil the water
6. Furniture
7. Wood burning machine
8. A lot of eyelets, rivets, buckles
9. Linen fabric for clotes.
10. Some other stuff I might forget to mention, but you`ll see it in the tutorial.)

1. I re-stringed a doll, and left stringed only the torso part. While working on the armor pieces, it will be moved a lot, so legs and arms will be quite a disturbing things >_<

2. Wrapped the body around in the plastic film (I used regular food wrap, it worked just fine), to prevent color from leather damage the doll.

3. With a sculptural plasticine I formed armor shape. I need this armor be fitting, but not tight. So I need a little additional material to the body, because boiled leather will replicate all body curves, all joints and even the nipples. X) You can also make an armor or a leather piece of clothing that fits like a glove without using the plasticine.

4. After waited about 40 min. for plasticine to harden (a faster method: put the piece you are working on in a fridge for about 20 minutes) I wrapped the body once again.

Keep reading

we have a request for the mweor community. we have noticed that a lot of new users are posting on the boards and introducing themselves. a lot of responses are nice but there is really one thing pretty disturbing tbh. if a new member is introducing themselves can we please refrain from calling mweor “pixel cat hell”? how would you feel if you were say 13 and just joined the site to someone telling you that. thats really pretty shitty and kind of discouraging to a new user. why would they say that? what makes the site so bad? instead why dont we just stick to welcoming the new users and showing them that mweor isnt “pixel cat hell”

Whiscash Reviews: Heathers

I just watched the 1989 movie Heathers
And oh? My god? What the hell????
JD is a sadistic bastard holy hell
This movie was so messed up oh my god
It progresses quickly from “teenage romcom” to “sadistic horror film”
JD was a damn serial killer why did Veronica agree to do ANYTHING with him
See I only watched it because my friends like the musical and I watched it with them but honestly it’s so weird??? I know I watch a lot of things involving murder but this was just bizarre and disturbing??? High schoolers straight up killing each other??? Idk
I don’t even know what to say about it
Plus it was kind of weird how it was filmed like a soap opera
Like it’s not a bad movie but it’s so weird??? Like oh my god???
I’m not even going to rate this because I can’t unbiasedly rate this since it’s so weird and disturbing
And the fact that JD blows himself up in the end???
I’m sorry but it’s just. It’s just so disturbing. Mainly JD. At first I didn’t see that he was that bad but oh my. Oh my lord. As the movie goes on you realize he’s a sadistic bastard.

tbh like after so much time in the # ace discourse i’m starting to get uncomfortable with the way some people treat aces in general

like i’m still not the “ace is queer” train for a lot of reasons but like i have seen a lot of disturbing things said that were directed towards aces and they do deserve their own positivity and resources and they are othered from mainstream society

i don’t think their experiences mirror lgbt experiences at all, but that’s not to say that ppl can continually make digs at their expense, bc when i identified as ace i rmr feeling othered too and enjoying the company of other aces


I started watching “49″ as a distraction, a light watch but I certainly got more that what I bargained for. There was a lot of unexpectedly disturbing things about it. Although there are no depictions of sex and violence, the themes are brought up a lot and very casually. I hate when teenage suicide become a minor plot device and I cringed very hard at the scenes of either son or the father in his body checking out the mother. The level of WTFness might have beaten the previous winner, Hanawake.

I suppose it’s one of my biggest issues with Japanese dramas - you expect a comedy but get a whole bunch of deep issues so you begin to hope for something good to come out of it, yet end up with unresolved plot lines and mixed feelings. “49” had a potential to be pretty good but it crushed it so hard.

At least I was able to confirm my guess that no, there was no good reason to insert a cross-dressing boy band. I was also disappointed to find out that Jinguji was added to the line-up only in the last 2 minutes of the drama and without any explanation. But at least he appeared fairly frequently as a cute nerdy photographer boy. I may have a serious thing for those.

Behind The Scenes (9/???)

Author’s note: I included the ending or the last part so that the beginning of this one wouldn't’ be confusing. Sorry for any errors.

Genre: Drama (I can’t exactly say “angst” because its isn’t anything directed towards “y/n”)

Word Count: 2075

WARNING: mention of physical abuse

Other parts: HERE

This is my GIF. I made it based off of this scenario series.

You made your way to the dorm with an armful of stuff for Rap Monster. You let yourself in and walked in on V playing with a small boy on the living room floor. The little boy was dressed in a Mario shirt and jean shorts. He looked to be about 4 or 5 years old.

“Tae?” you called out, walking closer to him. “Who is this little boy?”


He looked up at you, giving you a look as if you were stupid. “This is Jinjin.”, he said turning back to the child to continue playing. Somehow he expected you to already know who this little boy was.

You decided to go greet Jinjin, “Hello! I’m Y/n. I hear you name is Jinjin! I’ve never seen you before!”

“Hi.” he replied, giving you a cute smile.

“What are you doing here today?”

“My mommy came to talk to my daddy.”

Your eyes burst wide. Based on the kids name you suspected he could be Jin’s kid. “But how could Jin have a kid?!?”,you thought.

You spun around to look for someone more reliable than V to interrogate. Luckily, you found Rap Monster getting some food in the kitchen. You ran over to him, tossing his stuff to him on the counter. You gave him a small “Hi” and then began bombarding him with questions.

“Woah. Calm down give me a minute.” He slowly took a long sip of water. He was completely aware that he was torturing you with every second that passed. “Okay, so…” He began in a whisper. “That kid is Jinjin. Obviously, based on his name, he’s Jin’s kid. He’s 5 years old”

“Are you shittin’ me?!?”

“I’m serious.”

“Why am I barely finding out about this?!?” you said in a loud whisper. You were the assistant for these guys. You felt you should know this type of stuff about them. You’re with them practically 24/7. You felt you should have let you known about these kinds of things.

Rap monster ignored your question, telling you to follow him to his room. He grabbed his things and you followed him down the hall. From what you could hear in the silent trip, things were off, most likely because of Jinjin. You didn’t hear any girl in Jungkook’s room like you always do. The other bedrooms were extra quiet except for Jin’s. It was from his room that you can hear him talking to someone.

Rap monster closed the door behind him. He put his things on his bed and turned to you. “We actually have a day off tomorrow… and by ‘we’ I mean the guys and I. You still have to be here for us… and since we have a day off tomorrow there is a possibility Jinjin is going to spend the night. Now, Jin is super protective of him and he’s already gonna have his hands full with Jinjin, but I know V will be V and help him out with the kid. I need you to give Jin some slack with the guys. I want you to spend the night and look after all the guys and make sure they don’t pull any stupid shit. I already told Jungkook he can’t have any chicks over tonight and told Jimin that he can’t be too loud or anything like that. They both agreed to stay in their rooms. I need you to look after Hoseok and Yoongi. Make sure they aren’t drinking or taking pills. Jin doesn’t want any of that shit around Jinjin. Alright?”

“Okay no problem. I’ll just go home and go get some stuff”

“No, you don’t need any of that. Do what you did last time. We have extra tooth brushes now. And since we have to day off tomorrow you don’t have to worry about changing. At least for me, I’ll want you here to stay to cook and clean cuz I want Jin to have some time with his kid.”

“Um, well okay”

“Yeah, so please try to keep things on the down low. And try not to disturb me tonight. I got a lot of things I want to get done, so I can enjoy tomorrow.”

You headed over to Jhope’s room and told him what Rap Monster told you. “Oh yeah! I forgot Jinjin as here!” he said sitting on his bed.

“Yeah and Rap Monster said no pills today. Jin doesn’t want Jinjin coming across any of this stuff!”

“Oh c’mon it’s not like the kid is gonna come into my room. Pleeeeassssseee. I need my pills you know this” he fought, giving you some aegyo to try and convince you. After a bit of back and forth you two finally negotiated a deal. You let him take a few downers so that he can go to sleep. He’ll lock his box and hide the key. Then he’ll let you take his stash and hide it somewhere so that he can’t get to it if he happens to wake up.

You watched him take his pills and then closed the door behind you. With the box in your hand you began thinking of places to hide it. You couldn’t go into Rap Monster’s room anymore. You didn’t want to put in in public areas like the kitchen or the bathroom where Jinjin could see the box and start asking about it. Jhope’s room wasn’t an option to begin with. Jin was busy in his room at the moment. You felt like you couldn’t trust Suga or V’s rooms to be good hiding places since they were both so close to the kitchen and bathroom. That left you with two options, Jimin or Jungkook.

You dreaded the idea of having to talk to either of them. Jimin still hated your guts for some unknown reason. And Jungkook, well you two haven’t spoken a word to each other since he dropped you like a bag shit.

You chose the lesser of the two evils and walked over to Jimin’s room and lightly knocked on his door. He opened the door and you nicely asked him if you can hide Jhope’s stash in his room while Jinjin was here. Without a single word he slammed the door in your face, leaving you with one option left.

You slowly took the dreadful walk to Jungkook’s room. You knocked on the door hoping that he somehow wouldn’t hear you and that amazingly, Jimin would help you out. Reality struck and Jungkook opened his door and let out a sigh when his eyes fell upon you. “What?” he asked rudely.

You explained what Rap Monster wanted you to do and asked if you could hide Jhope’s stash in his room. He looked down at you for a while. You could feel yourself cringing just being in his line of vision. Having to see him made you sick, reminding you of how stupid you were for falling for him. However, a part of you still had feelings for him, and it was that part that was cringing knowing he was still staring you down.

You couldn’t take it anymore. All he was doing was staring at you. “C’mon just taking the fucking box. You are literally the only other person I can ask!” you said loud enough for only him to hear. Without saying a word, he grabbed the box and slammed the door in your face. You were relieved this moment was over.

You were about to head to Suga’s room when you heard the voices across the tiny hallway getting louder. You walked up close to the door to hear what Jin and Jinijn’s mom were saying.

“You fucking bitch! I haven’t seen him in 3 years!” you heard Jin yell.

“I don’t trust you with him! After what you’ve done to me, after what you’ve done to your members, why the fuck should I risk trusting you with my child?!?” you heard the lady scream back”

Despite them screaming, Jin’s room must have been pretty sound proof. You needed to lean onto the door to better hear what they were saying.

“Your child?!? He’s my son too! The last thing I would do is hurt someone I love!”

“I like the arrangement we have so far. I don’t want to change it”

“What fucking arrangement? How is what we have a fucking arrangement? Me throwing money at you without getting to see my son is a fucking arrangement to you?!? I get that I don’t have a lot of chances to see him, but c’mon, you know you’re being a piece of shit about this. The last few times I wanted to see him, you ended up making excuse to not show up! I want time with my boy. I don’t want this shit you pulled last time, where I set up a whole weekend to be with him and you only let me see him for 3 hours, while you were with us. He didn’t leave your fucking side for 2 seconds. He barely had time to get used to me again!”

“How do you expect me to fucking trust you?!?”

“Look! I haven’t laid a finger on my baby before. If I haven’t done it before, why the fuck would I do it now? You and I both know that I am a good father and I want to continue being one.”

“Good father my ass! If you truly loved your son, you would have quit your shit! You would have also quit being an idol! If you were a good father you’d drop what you can so that you can be with him more often!”

You heard a loud slap.

Jin spoke up, “Fuck you! We both know that I chose the right path. Being an idol was what I continued doing for all of us! Sure it was hard at first, but its finally paying off now. Because of me you two have a place to live. Because of me you two have food. You’re lucky I don’t have a lot of time because if I did, I would be the one raising Jinjin. I would have kicked your ass out a long time ago. Stop being a bitch and stop putting all the blame on me!”

“You know what? Fine! Let’s go ask Jinjin if he really wants to sleep over!”

You heard them both heading to the door and you froze. You didn’t move back until the door swung open and you saw them walking out.

You stumbled back, moving to the other side of the hall. You caught Jin giving you the same death stare he had given Jimin. You shut your mouth and moved your vision to the lady passing you.

She was a cute lady, around your height. She looks around your age. Probably a bit older than you, but a bit younger than Jin.

When Jinjin’s mother saw you, she gave you a tiny smile, making a sad attempt to hide one side of her face. Because you heard what had happened, it was obvious she was the one that got slapped.

They then passed you, walking to the living room. Once they were out of sight, you stealthily ran to the kitchen to try and continue eavesdropping. You did your best to pretend like you were making some food for yourself.

You were able to overhear Jin and Jinjin’s mother talking to Jinjin.

“Jinjin, do you want to stay the night here with your dad?” the tone of her voice expression that she was going to be disappointed if Jinjin said no.

“umm, umm” 

“Don’t you want to stay here with me Jinjin. We’ll have so much fun! We can stay up late tonight. We can play video games with uncle Tae and watch movies an play with all the Mario toys I bought you, We can even eat whatever you want!” Jin was really pulling all the stops to get Jinjin to stay the night.

The little boy gave the cute smile his father gave him, and jumped into Jin’s arms saying “I want to stay with daddy!”

In defeat, his mother gave Jinjin a kiss goodnight. She went to the door and handed Jin the boy’s things for the night. After their quick goodbye, you heard Jin tell his son to continue playing while he went to put his things in the bedroom. You heard footsteps getting closer, expecting them to go towards the bedrooms. Instead you heard them coming into the kitchen. You felt someone grab your wrist tightly. You were violently swung around to find Jin towering over you.

anonymous asked:

The team playing horror games and their reactions?

Sen: For a bonus, here’s also their favourite games with links in case y’all wanna check them out as well. ヽ ( ꒪д꒪ )ノ

Ushijima : Dead By Daylight

He’s not easily scare but the fear in this game is knowing that it’s your friend coming to hunt and kill you. He plays this game with the team and honestly it’s terrifying when Kawanishi ends up laughing like a madman as he chases you down and cackles when he rips through you with a chainsaw. He plays on skype with the team so it’s even worse as he tries to stifle a scream but you’ll hear him swearing a lot as soon as he hears the chainsaw revving up with a “no no no no no no no no no no no no.”

Semi : Sara is Missing

He doesn’t really have time to sit down and play a horror game but he’s the type of person who would play one on his phone while on his way home somewhere. He’s trained himself to not react in public when a jump scare pops up but his phone shakes a lot in his hand when he’s really tense. Semi’s pretty conscious of how high he has the volume set up as well since nobody wants to blow their eardrums.

Reon : Detention

He doesn’t want to be just scared, but he wants to get a feeling of the character. Fear isn’t the only thing that should be driving a player but also inquisitiveness to understand the story. The feeling of the unknown is what terrifies Reon the most as he comes to realise what the character really is. He’s not much of a screamer at all but he’s constantly on edge when he hears any sort of creaking sound.

Tendou : Resident Evil (7)

He’s into big horror franchises despite how he acts like he’s some sort of videogame connoisseur that only plays the finest games. His house is usually empty so he decides to put up the volume to a…suitable level; it makes jump scares and atmospheric noises even worst. He screams even more and the sound of gunshots from the game once even got the neighbours calling the police. They don’t anymore but god his screams are fucking loud.

Goshiki : Ju-On: The Grudge

Sitting at a computer playing a game is one thing but having to have your hand raised and almost throwing the damned wii remote is another thing. He prepares himself for games like this by having millions of layers of blankets over him just in case he has to hide beneath them which is often considering the amount of jumpscares he’s exposed to. He doesn’t want to play these games yet he’s under dares and feels like he has to prove himself. RIP Tsutomu.

Shirabu :  Layers of Fear

Let’s be honest hear, Shirabu is a fucking wimp when it comes to horror games. However, he’ll play this game because he’ll be thinking of the story behind the game since he hates playing stuff with no basis. He’s constantly on edge however, despite how this game feels like a scripted haunted house, and turns away a lot when the more disturbing things come onto the screen rather than jump scares.

Kawanishi : Until Dawn

Monsters with irregularly jolting movements are terrifying so playing with a serial killer and these things on your ass is pretty shitty for Kawanishi who ends up having nightmares after he plays. Tendou used to scare him as well based on the fact that he moves like he came straight out of a horror movie and used to use it to his advantage. Now when he plays horror games, he thinks “yeah, this monster’s just a creepier Tendou.” Don’t tell his senpai that he said that.

Yamagata : Outlast

There are no weapons. When you’re stripped to the bare bones and constantly being chased, there’s a chance that you’ll be screaming swears that’ll get your siblings telling you to shut up when it’s 2am. Having to keep your character quiet and sneak past an enemy gets Yamagata tense as his hands feel clammy and sweaty… he resumes screaming the moment he’s spotted and has to run away.

I’ve seen a lot of disturbing things while watching ruslan and lyudmila but maybe the worst is ruslan using the part of chernomor’s beard that he cut off as his helmet plume

TITLE: The Only Thing That Makes Me Crazier Than You Are The People That Hurt You

Imagine: The only person that the Joker cares about and protects you no matter what.

The Joker looked at the five men in front of him. He casually threw his knife from one hand to the other. “Fancy meeting you here.” He interrupted whatever they were doing, and obviously it seemed like that they didn’t like that at all. “Sorry to interrupt.”

“It’s that Joker guy.” One of the men began to raise their gun.

The Joker casually took a gun from his pocket and shot the guy. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

The men backed off and looked at the crazy psychopath. “What do you want?”

The Joker looked at them and began to stalk. He looked at them individually and hummed for a couple of seconds. “You hurt a person that I care about.”


He pulled a picture from his pocket and threw it at the so-called leader. The man picked it up and looked at the picture. He knew this girl. As he was getting back up The Joker stabbed him in the neck. “Two down, three to go.” He said cheerily. He twirled and before anyone could shoot their gun at him, he threw his knife at one of them and shot the other one.

“Now…what to do with you.” The Joker walked to the man and picked up his knife along the way.

Bruce looked at the mutilated man in front of him. He’s seen a lot of disturbing things, but this, this was something different. He bent down when he saw a white card in the man’s pocket. Bruce brought it out and saw that it was The Joker’s calling card. He knew that he was a psychopath but this was a new level. He turned over the card and saw a picture stapled to the back. There were words scrawled in red, probably with the man’s blood.


Suddenly, Bruce knew why he did this and who he did it for. As much as he wanted to kill the Joker, he knew that going for the Joker’s girl was suicidal.No one ever touched her for a reason. This was his message to the world. Touch the girl and you don’t get to die a simple death. With a simple sigh Bruce turned around and faded into the black knight, knowing he couldn’t do anything.

“Are you feeling better?” The Joker slipped into their bed and embraced his beloved.

“I could be worse. Did you take care of everything?” (Y/N) turned around and kissed him. He nodded. “Thank you.”

“No one hurts you and gets away with it.” He kissed her once more and looked into her eyes. “You complete me.”

hi a

if ever you find my blog (which is very possible) and if you ever read my letters for you, i’m sorry if i had a lot of things unsaid. i just didn’t want to disturb you anymore and waste your time. i can see you’re doing good now, that’s good. because i want you to be okay. i want you to find yourself. i want you to be happy.

if ever you find my blog please don’t worry about me, i know i know, this blog is about what happened after us and it’s screaming my pain but don’t worry about me, i’ll be okay. i’ll get used to it. the pain will stop, not today but in the right time. i’ll cry every night or get drunk every month, but don’t worry about me — i’m just in the process of figuring things out, so don’t worry i won’t harm myself. no smoking, i know. i’ll remember that always.

a, i want you to know that no matter how sad my blog is. it will always scream how much i love you and how much i miss you. this blog and the owner will always tell you “i love you” in different ways you’ll never know.

i don’t wanna disturb you now, i’m giving you the space and time that you need. i won’t talk to you ever again, i won’t even think of ways on how to see you. and if ever i miss you, this blog will know, not you. you’re better off without me, a.

Not One to Forget

A/N: I can’t believe that my first Gravity Falls fanfic is a 9k fiddauthor angstfest that was originally just a short Fiddleford character study. What a hell of a way to come off a 5-month writer’s block lmao. 

Shoutout to @tallykale whose amazing fiddauthor fics MAY have influenced me writing this (seriously, pls read their stuff, it’s so good!!). Also thanks to my friend @toobookishtohandle for listening to me wail about my own writing and who implored me to give this a happy ending and tone down my angst for just ONCE in my goddamn life (I failed, btw). 

Also available on my brand spankin’ new Ao3

Warnings: fluff then devastating angst, non-consensual touching, lots of anxiety, blood, and a few other disturbing things. Nothing too harsh tho, I think. Also mostly canon-complaint? Just with a lot more gay. 

…anyways, welcome to run-on sentence hell… hope you enjoy!

Fiddleford Hadron McGucket wasn’t one to forget things.

It wasn’t to say he didn’t forget things, or that he didn’t have a few memories he’d rather not remember, but he’d always been good at seeing the truth of things. Like how when he introduced himself with his full name, soothed by the Southern accent he’d inherited from his Ma, people tended to either snicker or look doubtful that he was in college in the first place. Or when he first walked into his dorm to the sight of his future roommate dropping a stack of too-many boxes filled with too-many papers all across the floor, and the man had stammered out a quick apology at the same time he introduced himself as Stanford Pines and practically threw himself at Fiddleford, offering him a handshake before remembering his insecurities and wincing as Fiddleford grasped the six-fingered hand. In the space of that time, Fiddleford saw a lot; this was a man that had been ridiculed just as much as him (for a birth-defect rather than just a silly accent and a big brain, Fiddleford thought), someone unused to social interactions, someone that with a wince said silently, “Let’s get this over with…”

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Book of Mormon (Act 1) Starter Pack
  • "Hello!"
  • "Have fun in Hell."
  • "This book will change your life!"
  • "France! Land of pastries and turtlenecks!"
  • "Where is that?"
  • "Oh boy! Like Lion King!"
  • "Oh, He answered YOUR prayer?"
  • "Tomorrow is a latter day."
  • "Alright, just remember to do whatever ____ tells you to do."
  • "Don't worry, my little problem is in check."
  • "I lie a lot!"
  • "We got Mrs Brown to sing like an African for you."
  • "All of my friends always end up leaving me but... You can't!"
  • "Are you a Star Wars guy or a Star Trek guy?"
  • "I've always had the hope that on the day I go to Heaven, Heavenly Father will shake my hand and say 'You've done an awesome job, _____.'"
  • "I'll do something incredible that blows God's freaking mind!"
  • "Hasa diga Eebowai!"
  • "But having a saying makes it all seem better."
  • "Raise your middle finger to the sky and curse His rotten name!"
  • "Fuck you God!"
  • "'F you' to Heavenly Father?! Holy moly, I said it like thirteen times!"
  • "If you don't like what we say, try living here a couple days."
  • "Fuck you in the eye."
  • "There are certainly a lot of things here in ____ that can be... disturbing."
  • "Don't feel those feelings. Hold them IN instead."
  • "Now don't you dare start crying."
  • "I thought about us on a deserted island. We'd swim naked and in the sea, and then he'd/she'd/they'd try and...."
  • "My hetero side just won."
  • "I think it's okay that you're having gay thoughts, just so long as you never act upon them."
  • "Imagine that your brain is made of tiny boxes. Then find the box that's gay and CRUSH IT! Okay?"
  • "Oh no no nonono, I'm not having gay thoughts."
  • "I can see how this is gonna be a lot like Lord of the Rings."
  • "I would do anything for you. I'm your best friend."
  • "Don't forget what you told me. You are awesome!"
  • "When you go to bed at night, do you sometimes feel a power stirring inside you?"
  • "Wow, so the Bible's actually a trilogy? And the Book of Mormon is Return of the Jedi?"
  • "What the fuck is a steak knife?"
  • "I do not want to spend another night hiding under my bed!"
  • "Sal Tlay Ka Siti.."
  • "O-M-Gosh."
  • "I once told a lie when I was twelve and I had a dream I went to Hell."
  • "Africa is nothing like The Lion King!"
  • "To heck with rules."
  • "I'm not your best friend!"
  • "Jesus knew that He had to man up."
  • "So He crawled up on that cross and He stuck it out."
  • "Just like Jesus, I'm growing a pair."
  • "I'm gonna man up all over myself."
  • "And if we want to go there, we just have to follow that white boy!"
  • "Heavenly Father, why do you let bad things happen?"
  • "More to the point, why do you let bad things happen to me?"

anonymous asked:

Can I get a fanfic your designation miracles au in wich one day, *insert team here* walk in on *insert miracle name here*showering/getting dressed and see all their scars and go all supportive team in them? You can pick the miracle+team :3

It’s a complete accident of circumstances that leads Takao to walking in on a completely naked Midorima, but it is one of the hazards of a boy’s locker room.

To his credit, Takao only sees just enough to think, Oh hello, new material for my filthiest fantasies, before he turns around saying, “Whoops, sorry Shin-chan,” and moves to back out.

He is not prepared for the abrupt way he’s pinned to the wall, Midorima’s power completely freezing him in place. He lets out a yelp but then Midorima is there, behind him, looming but not touching. Takao can’t see him but it’s like he can feel Midorima’s presence at his back when as he’s completely immobile, facing the wall.

“Did you see it?” Midorima hisses.

“Oi, Shin-chan!” Takao says, trying to wiggle. Being trapped like this by (a naked) Midorima is actually doing some embarrassing and alarming things to Takao’s libido, and he has to internally yell at himself, ‘Get it together, man! Now is not the time!’

Did you see?” Midorima demands again.

“Yes, I saw your dick, sorry! It was right there! It was only a second, calm down, you’ve got nothing to be ashamed of there, Shin-chan.” That’s an understatement—they sure made them well in Teiko.

He abruptly falls to the ground as he’s suddenly released.

“You—that’s not—be quiet, Takao! That’s not even—!”

Takao risks a peek back as he sees a blushing Midorima (now in a towel) who is pointedly not looking at him.

Blushing, mostly naked, Midorima is a really nice look, even if Takao is beginning to feel like a gigantic pervert. He makes a hasty exit for both their sakes, and only later wonders what it was Midorima hadn’t wanted to see.


As a general guideline in life Takao tries his best to never seem like a pervert, so he always made a point of never checking out any of his teammates in the locker rooms or onsen, even if sometimes he is really, really tempted to linger on a mostly naked Midorima.

It would be, he decides, especially wrong to stare at Midorima in the bath because the poor guy was practically blind without his glasses. So, theoretically, Takao could stare at him all he wanted (and oh, sometimes he really does want to; Midorima is often annoying, and arrogant, and very standoffish, and Takao still holds a grudge over what happened in middle school, but damn he is incredibly sexy) and Midorima would never know. And just the fact that this is an incredibly tempting thing to do is all the more reason why Takao very deliberately doesn’t look at Midorima in the bath, even when it’s just the two of them and no one would ever know.

This is the main reason why despite being a naturally observant person, and the one closest to Midorima in Shutoku, he doesn’t know about the scars until after it’s pointed out to him.


More accurately, after he overhears the Third Years talking.

“Look, I’m just saying, it looks kind of like a bullet wound, don’t you think?” Miyaji says.

“I’m not sure I’d really know what a bullet wound looks like,” Kimura says.

“He has all those cuts on his chest,” Otsubo says, sounding disturbed. “I always wanted to ask, but he doesn’t make it easy, does it?”

“I’m not sure there’s an easy way to ask, ‘Did the military cut you up or was that a product of the lab that created you,’” Miyaji says dryly.

Takao startles at this last comment, because it’s only then that he realizes they’re talking about Midorima.

“Poor kid. It kind of explains why he’s—you know,” Otsubo says.

“Super weird?” Miyaji says, “Yeah. I’m still occasionally super tempted to throw a pineapple at his head. But you know. I don’t think I ever would. It just seems…wrong.”

Their voices fade as they walk out of Takao’s hearing range; the three probably not aware that Takao had even been in the locker rooms.


So of course this means he does look, the next time they’re in the baths together during a training camp. And he sees the smattering of cuts across Midorima’s (otherwise very fine) chest, and the rounded scar on his leg that does look an awful lot like a bullet wound. And all things considered it is really disturbing. Combined with Midorima’s comments about how they weren’t the only Projects who escaped and it’s painting a really nasty picture about Teiko that Takao isn’t sure he’s fully ready to think too hard about.


Much, much later, when he knows more about Teiko, when he knows more about Midorima, when everything has changed between them, Takao sees GM-G7283 branded on Midorima’s thigh and it doesn’t even shock him, like it might have once upon a time.

By now, he knows what Teiko is capable of, and he knows some of Midorima’s scars, both outside and in.

“Why didn’t you want me to see it?” Takao asks, his voice soft.

“I don’t want anyone to see it,” Midorima says. “I hate it. I hate what it means. And I didn’t want you to see it. Especially not you—I—”

And now is not the time—Midorima’s not ready just yet—but Takao makes a promise to himself one day to kiss the brand and every scar Midorima has.

A/N: Thank you for the prompt, anon-friend! This was somewhat a scene I had wanted to do back in “Don’t Blink” but never could fit it in anywhere so I didn’t end up including it. So it’s set sometime during the first story. Thanks again!

do not disturb!

scenario: the cleaning lady walks in on you two half-naked! ack!

featuring: mingyu (seventeen)

“my clothes are soaked…”

“mine are, too.”

the two of you sat grumpily down in front of the fireplace, where a fire had just begun to crackle into life. little drops fell from your jackets. you sat in silence for a moment. thought about how much you had enjoyed the day’s romp through the woods, even if mingyu had thrown a snowball into your face on accident (it was totally on purpose). you guys had rolled around in the snow and bullied each other as usual, except this time you’d ended the day in the freezing waters of the creek. when he pushed you down, you’d made sure to drag him down with you.

“i can’t believe you pulled me down,” he grumbled.

“you’re the one who pushed me into the water, ya big ear of corn.”

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