and I am not crying now.....nope

BTS and their lines.

“Ah, oppa, I like it, please hit me a little more.” ~RM

“It’s gon’ get you in trouble, oooh oooh.” ~Jin

“Whether it’s a guy or a girl, my tongue will make you come.” ~Suga

“All the touting girls call me pippi.” ~J-Hope

“Please baby, calm down.” ~Jimin

“Imma give it to you, girl, right now.” ~V

“Yes I’m a bad boy, so I like bad girl.” ~Jungkook

4cc 2017

Restlessly waiting for vids of the free skate at Four Continents, so… er, I’m just going to dump a bunch of things on the short programs.

Lol, I should be doing my paper what is this

Yuzuru Hanyu

I don’t really know what’s up, but he’s only so-so in the SP. Of course, I only say this because we know how great he is and this is really “so-so” by Yuzuru Hanyu standards. HE WAS SO GREAT AT THE GRAND PRIX OKAY, so people’s expectations are higher. The most glaring mistake was his failed 4S; my heart kind of broke a little then. Overall, I thought his energy during the SP was kind of low. BUT! The very best thing about Hanyu is that even when he is not on top of his game, he still lands on his feet. Even when the 4S turned into a double, he was able to do the combination. That was awesome. He will always be awesome even on his worst days.

Another thing I love about Hanyu is that he knows how well (or not well) he performs. You can see it on his face he was not happy with that SP. Lol, and his face when he saw his score! He is such a sweetheart. Yeah, the judges love him okay, this isn’t even the first time he got a higher than expected score. Everyone is biased towards Hanyu. We just want to see him keep skating. ♥

Shoma Uno

MY SON YOU JUST KEEP GETTING BETTER AND BETTER. Yay yay yay, a score at the 100’s! I was so happy AND HE OUTSCORED YUZURU HANYU. I swear to God, I was following the scores on Twitter because I was out on a Friday night while the short programs were on-going, but I didn’t care, I didn’t care that I was like three blocks away from the office and people I work with could see me, I literally SCREECHED when someone tweeted that Shoma Uno outscored Hanyu.

I have no idea who I am rooting for anymore. Why am I even so happy about this when I was just mourning Hanyu’s jump. I think I just root for everyone, lol. ♥

Also, I would just like to say that Shoma doesn’t always have the best music. Sometimes his choices baffle me. I did like this one, though. He just makes me really happy, and he is always so cute out there like a small ball of… cuteness on the ice. (Nope, I am not a skating critic by any stretch. I’m just a humble spectator who likes cute things.)

Nathan Chen

Okay, you know what, congratulations, USA. I actually am not rooting for anyone outside of my country… and okay, Japan (because my God, Hanyu is a beast at this sport), but Chen got me at that 4Lz. I can’t. The quads he’s throwing out and the number of them he has under his belt… and just! Lutzes are my favorite thing to watch okay, this is so unfair! *ugly crying*

Man, I am so reluctantly rooting for him now. He deserved his place at 1st. Good job, Nathan Chen. *happy clapping*

Phichit Michael Christian Martinez

My boy wasn’t able to do the 4L he was aiming for, but he did land all his jumps, so I am really, really proud of him! To be honest, we are really, really behind in the whole skating game. MC still does not have any quads (while his peers are throwing them out like vomit like wtf) in this generation where jumps determine the champs. Our boy is also at that age when his body seems to be getting the better of him; I think he will grow up bigger than what is ideal of a competitive skater. This means he will have to keep working really, really hard. Still, MC is our first and still only world-class figure skater in… ASEAN? So I just want to see him succeed in this so much.

And whatever, we may be behind, but MC still has the BEST BIELLMANN OKAY FIGHT ME

Lol, bonus trivia about our Phichit: actually, here in the Philippines, figure skating is not that big. Any sport outside of basketball (and maybe volleyball because of the university rivalries), really, is not that popular. When you mention MC’s name, most people go, “OMG THAT BOY HAS ABS NOW!” Honest to God, I just had this conversation at the office pantry yesterday:

Me: Do you know our skater?
Colleague: Michael Martinez? He has a great bod now! I saw it on Instagram.
Me: Yeah, I’m really proud of him. I think it’s because–
Colleague: –he has a girlfriend now?
Me: …no. No. I was going to say it’s because jumps take a lot out of an athlete and they have to be really strong for it, but nevermind, because it just sounds lame after what you just said, you gossip hag.

Yep. Yes, that is pretty much what most people think about and notice. (Also, yes. Social media and IG. Everyone here is Phichit.) People only care whenever he wins because we get to see him on the news. Figure skating is not popular at all, and actually if you go to our ice rinks at the mall you’ll find that 70% of the skaters are flailing and falling on their asses. Lol, this is so not our sport.

Still, I love this kid for the work that he does. I’m really proud of him. I noticed his body changed significantly since 2014; that must have been tough. He’s taller now and bulkier, and while it’s a sign of his hard work (and wins him more fans lol I laugh about this so much because I’m gay and I can’t ride that bandwagon), it must also be even more difficult now to get those quads. His lack of quads is really hurting his scores. I’m glad he has not lost his flexibility, which is what people notice most about him. I. Just. Want. To. See. Him. Succeed. At. This. God damn. Keep working hard, MC! You’ve got this! ♥


I love how Betty and Jughead are protective of their own relationship and they just own it, it’s so adorable how they do it.

Veronica labels Jughead as Betty’s boyfriend (Thank you, V!) and tells him he has to go to the baby shower and he not only shows up, but actually helped organize it. He didn’t care if it knocked off some of his cool points, he’s just there. And Betty appreciates what he’s done and best of all, he was so gracious about it. He could’ve gloated about being an A++ boyfriend but there he is, making a joke about it, letting her know he doesn’t mind doing those things.


And that scene where he waited for Betty to talk about his dad. He was just so upfront about why he kept it from her. Guys, this is Jughead, Mr. I’d rather be homeless and live in school than ask help from my friends. And the way that Betty handled it, like she’s not mad he didn’t instantly opened up about his world just because they’re boyfriend-girlfriend now. She knew it was gonna be slow and she doesn’t mind. But she’s honest enough to say that Jughead has to start letting her get to know him more if they want this relationship to last. Guys, they’re in this for the long haul.

NTM, how Jughead was quick to decide to let Betty talk to his dad. He could’ve said he’d talk to his dad for her, but nope, they’re gonna go together and he lets her see what his life’s like. And don’t even get me started on that kiss after their talk with FP. That was passionate in so many levels. OMG, I’m gonna cry in a corner now. Bughead is too precious. Protect them at all costs. I am in BLISS.

Originally posted by psychlover93


 Warnings: Too much cuteness

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When you arrived at home you could see Brendon’s jacked on the couch. Fortunately he was there, so he wouldn’t be surprised to see a little kid running around the house and touching everything that was on his way. You would have to talk with him first anyways.

“Listen, Jake. I’ll go to talk with uncle Bren for a moment, okay? Try not to break anything.”

“I won’t. I promise.”

You laughed and pushed your nephew gently. One of the advantages of having brothers much older than you was that you became an aunt at a young age, so that’s why your nephew treated you more like a friend instead of an aunt. And you were delighted by that. You couldn’t wait to have your own children.  However young you were.

While walking upstairs you could hear the noise of water running down. So the first place that you got in was the bathroom. You saw Brendon’s naked body through a cloud of steam, he’d just got out of the shower.

“Babe!” he suddenly shouted. “God, you scared me! Why are you standing there without saying anything?”

“I’ve just arrived here! Don’t be so dramatic, Urie.”

He shook his head trying to hide a smile. You got closer to him and took a sit on the sink. Brendon was drying his hair with a towel while you looked at him completely enchanted by his anatomy. Basically, you two always drooled when seeing each other’s body.

“Have you been here long?” you asked, trying to stop thinking about that. “I’ve just arrived.”

“No, I got here a half hour ago. It was strange that you weren’t here.”

“I know. I stopped at my sister’s house. She’s going out tonight.” Brendon looked at your eyes. He’d just realised what was happening. “And we have to take care of Jake.”

“This is a setup, isn’t it?”

“Of course it’s not!” you jumped out of the sink. “But you know the rules when Jake is here. No swearing, no smoking and no walking half naked all around the house while he’s awake.”

“Can I drink beer at least?”

“For sure. I’m not your mother, I’m not forbidding you anything.”

Brendon smiled and kissed you. “Now get your ass out of here if you don’t want me to do anything unholy.”

Before leaving the bathroom you winked at him. It was going to be a difficult night to him, but you would use that as a training, so when you two had kids he could know what it’s like being a responsible dad. Even though it didn’t mean that he wouldn’t be a great daddy.

Jake was sitting on the couch while quietly playing with his toy dinosaurs. What impressed you a lot, that kid was the most hyperactive person living on planet earth. Probably he was really tired, there was no other obvious explanation.

You took a sit next to him and looked how the T-Rex won the battle against the Velociraptor. You knew all dinosaurs’ names as well as you knew all Marvel and DC heroes’ names. All because of spending so many time with Jake. And it was cool, you two never got bored togheter. Although it was obvious that your little nephew preferred being with uncle Brendon when he was near. It didn’t bother you at all, you loved their strong relationship.

“How was school today? Your mom told me that your grades are being amazing lately.” you asked while tickling his belly. “Especially your grades at music class.”

“And maths.”

“Oh, true. Don’t forget about maths.” he smiled at you and left his toys on the floor. “You’re a really smart kid. And you know it.”

“Yeah. He is so smart. Even more than me.”

Jake raised his head everything he could. When he saw Brendon standing right behind the couch, he jumped into his arms while shouting with excitement. Your boyfriend hugged the little kid so tenderly that he captured your heart once again. Your eyes and Brendon’s met for a second. You smiled at him.

“I’ve missed you, uncle Bren!” Jake exclaimed while still hugging Brendon.

“I’ve missed you too, munchkin. Next time you’ll come with me on tour. What do you say?”


“It’ll be better if you don’t put ideas in his head, Beebo.”

Both, Brendon and Jake looked at you at the same time. Then your boyfriend said at Jake’s ear: “Your aunt is a bore.” Suddendly the little kid started laughing.

“I can hear you!” you exclaimed trying to look offended, but the laugh ratted you out. “Try not be really bad with me. This it’s two against one.”

“Team boys will win!” Brendon gave Jake a high-five. “And aunt (Y/N) will obviously lose. Sorry babe.”

You smiled with mischievously. “We’ll see.”

The two childs on the house were sit in front of the piano while you looked at them. Brendon was trying to teach Jake how to play it, but for a kid of his age it was kinda difficult.

“You’re so good. Think I’ll ever be as good as you, uncle Bren?”

He laughed and stroked Jake’s hair. “I’m sure that you will. Trust me.”

Suddenly, your nephew standed up, shouted that he needed to pee and runned into the closest bathroom. You chuckled at the same time as Brendon.

“He’s such a mess. How can a five-year old kid be like that?”

“Considering that you’re like a children, everybody looks more mature than you. Even Jake.”

Brendon opened his mouth but closed it quickly. He got up and started to walk towards you without saying any word. You couldn’t do anything because in less than a second you felt all his weight all over you. His fingers started tickling you while he kissed your neck.

“No! Not now, Brendon!” you shouted laughing and crying at the same time. “I hate tickles! Please stop!”

It was obvious that he wasn’t going to stop. “Take back what you said and I’ll leave you.”

“You’ll have to kill me first.” he bit your earlobe. “Not in that way.”

You saw Jake running across the living room. When he realised that Brendon was on top of you he started to run towards you two.


“Oh my God!” Brendon exclaimed when he felt Jake falling on his back. “This is the worst sandwich ever. Why I’m the middle of it?”

“Aunt (Y/N) in a bread, and I’m the other one.”

“And what am I?”

“You’re the turkey.” you said laughing. 

“Nope, I don’t like this. Let’s change our positions.”

When you felt free, you started to run over the couch. “Last one who gets into the kitchen it’s a fool!”

Immediately, Brendon and Jake started running. You arrived first, then Jake and the last one was Brendon.

“Then what am I now? A turkey or a fool?”

“Both.” you and Jake said with one voice. 

“Alright. I’ll go crying in a corner.”

After a food fight, two Marvel films and a war in the bathroom, Jake finally fell asleep. Brendon carried him to bed and he came back with you. You were falling asleep while watching a love film. He dropped down next to you and put his arm around your body. You put your head over his chest.

“I’m so damn tired.” he muttered. “This will be our life when we have kids?”

“I don’t know. If our kids are as nervous as Jake, yeah probably. We’ll figure that out when the time comes.”

“And when will that end?”

“Trust me. When we least expect it.”

“Well, the fact is that I wouldn’t mind if we start trying to…”

“Brendon, I’m too tired to start arguing with you now. Try again tomorrow.”

“I’ll do. That’s for sure.”

FicRequest: Assistant Destructo

FicRequest: Assistant Destructo
Pairing: Leonard McCoy x Reader
Word Count: 541
For @mysteriouslyme81
Warnings: Fluff, kissing, butt smacking
A/N: shades of my husband in this one…

Originally posted by boy-toy-mccoy

Serving on the same ship as your soulmate has its benefits but there were days when you could swear that Leonard McCoy could read your mind. Being soulmates, you did have certain feel for each other, you can tell when the other is in pain, but not straight up mind reading. Maybe it was just Leonard. Either way, he could be very frustrating.

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Bad roommates? Zero sh*ts left to give.

(warning: long story)

I am so far f*cking past giving any f*cks about what my roommates think anymore. I consider myself a considerate guy and treat others how I like to be treated but in the case of my household right now, f*ck it.

I used to live with only a friend, his gf, and his sister. We’re renting a house TOGETHER, keyword there, my name is on the lease too. Lets call them Noballs, Myway, and Tara, respectively, because sh*t’s going to get a bit complicated.

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anonymous asked:

"It's very hair dependent" srsly r u me?? Lol literally fancy him so much now but 2014-15 with that overgrown beiber-esque monstrosity?! Nope. Sorry Rob you're hot now so that's all that matters haha


anonymous asked:

Lol I'm supposed to be off Tumblr since I can't watch til tomorrow at the earliest, but I'll probably have to wait a whole week 😭 I'm dying I've seen so many spoilers


Originally posted by mavietresgaie

I am so in love with Heathers right now! I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to make something related to the show. Here is the troubled Veronica Sawyer, watching as the door closes on her relationship with Jason Dean. 

:’) <— I am obviously not crying. Nope. 

This was supposed to be a gif, but maybe I can work on that next time~ 


Hope you all like it!


But the blood on my hands scares me to d e a t h
                                                       Maybe I’m waking up today

Bad roommates? Zero shits left to give.

I am so far fucking past giving any fucks about what my roommates think anymore. I consider myself a considerate guy and treat others how I like to be treated but in the case of my household right now, fuck it.

I used to live with only a friend, his gf, and his sister. We’re renting a house TOGETHER, keyword there, my name is on the lease too. Lets call them Noballs, Myway, and Tara, respectively, because shit’s going to get a bit complicated.

Queue starting troubles 4 months ago, with no notice/mention/fart in the wind about a new roommate moving in, I notice the extra room’s office desk is replaced with a bed. I asked Noballs about it and his response was “Oh I forgot to tell you? Myway’s sister’s bf is in a pinch and needs a place for a month or two.” Forget the fact he “forgot” to tell me, he didn’t even consider it. Lets call Myway’s sister and her bf, Parentingskills and Niceguy. Whatever it’s a month, two at max of cheaper rent, sure, like I said I’m a considerate guy and probably taken advantage of that quality too often. fucks left to give: diminishing.

Something you should know, Parentingskills has a 2-3 year old child from another man, she’s in her early 20s. As you can imagine now that Niceguy is moved in she and the child are over all the time. And that 1-2 month deal? It’s been 4. Fast forward to the beginning of last month, Noballs and Myway leave for 3 weeks vacation and all I can think is finally some peace and quiet around the house. NOPE

THE day they left, Parentingskills and her son have not, inflatable bed for the kid in the room, toys EVERYWHERE, smashing, screaming, yelling, crying, this kid is driving me insane. I politely asked just about every single god damn night, please turn down his lullaby, hey can you keep it down, can you clean up some of the mess. You’d think after a week straight of asking the same things they would catch on, nah. Now I’m getting aggravated, I’m losing sleep, it’s affecting me at work and I’ve had enough. I lost it on them one night, I made my opinion and discomfort HEARD. Making the kid cry, Parentskills bitching at me, Niceguy saying nothing. Think this did much? For 2 nights I had peace.

Noballs and Myway have returned from their trip 2 weeks ago. The optimist I am, I thought with this at least Parentingskills and the demon child would be over less frequently. Nope, still haven’t left, still losing sleep. Fucks left to give: None.

Now with the fresh month I get a text for the shared utilities bill, it’s fucking $30 higher than usual (each!) and I’m living in the fucking zoo with 6 roommates HOW IN THE ACTUAL FUCK? Confront him about it, and you guessed it another “Oh sorry I forgot to tell you, we decided to get HD cable and a landline now.” He never brought it up, didn’t ask if I would like one in my room for my TV, I never even noticed the cable guys come set it up while he was on vacation, some friend he is.

By this point I’m done, I’m not paying for your stupid cable, and who the fuck gets a landline these days? I’m discreetly looking for a new place to live and I try to spend as much of my time at friends houses. But when I am home :D… This is my house too and you know what I like to do at my house? Freeballin! I’m comfortable with myself and everybody knows what a circumcised penis looks like, more importantly my roommates know what mine looks like. For the past 6 days, when I’m at home I am FREE, and oh boy doesn’t it feel good. Causing issues? You bet. Legal? I have no clue. I simply just DGAF anymore and since I’ve started, the kid and his mother haven’t been over, Noballs had some balls for once and threatened me, hahaha, “Oh I forgot to tell you? I’m a nudist now!” Myway isn’t getting her way, but I believe she tried tested my dedication to my nudie strike by having a few of her girlfriends over. You think I’m that easily intimidated honey? Think again, I’m single bitches! That was an interesting and hilarious night for both myself and them I’m sure. And Tara? She doesn’t seem to mind at all, haven’t heard anything from her. Niceguy is also finally looking to move out, he was the only person who I could see putting some effort into disciplining/keeping the kid quiet for me at night.

Until I find a new place, be careful cooking in the nude, and our whole house will have a story to tell for the rest of our lives.

anonymous asked:


1. do you want a boyfriend or girlfriend?

boyfriend,, please & thank you

2. when did your last hug take place?

yesterday at school

3. are you a jealous person?

yeah… i can be ;-;

4. are you tired right now?

well i mean i just woke up, so kind of. but then again when am i not tired

5. do you chew on your straws?

yes oops

6. have you ever been called a tease?

yeah, sometimes 

7. have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight?

nope but it sounds fun lol

8. do you cry easily?

it depends, i mean i guess so yeah :/

9. what should you be doing right now?

sleeping but once i wake up i can’t go back to sleep so,,,

10. are you a heavy sleeper?

most of the time yeah

question tag game :)

going through my emails for tag games from the last six weeks bc i’ve been a total loser and not keeping up with any of my mentions omg

@bbysquirrelsblog and @leetaeiil tagged me for this question tag a v long time ago so! we’ll do this right now :)) thank you for tagging me and i’m sorry it took so long

tagging @spasticstars @cheonsajeonghan1004 @sunshinesungyeon @jeongjarsofhannie and @earlyconfession if you want :)

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Like We Used To [a Kyle Spencer imagine]

Request: Imagine where Kyle after death has a date with his girlfriend who is a witch. She was his girlfriend  before his death. 

a/n: i cry i am weak

Kyle isn’t sure why he is so nervous now. It’s not like this is his first date or a new girl he’s going with. Maybe it’s because he has a new body; a body that isn’t his. Arms that are more muscular and longer legs. He sighs, tugging on a blue polo that used to fit him. Needless to say, it’s extremely tight. Next are his black jeans; they stop above his ankles now.  

At least his head’s the same; face and hair. Checking in the mirror once more, he huffs, puffing his chest out. Nope, never going to get used to this. Accepting this, Kyle heads downstairs to wait for his girlfriend. It’s nice living together. 

He didn’t know you were witch until after he died. Boy, that was quite surprise. You know, after being brought back to life. Even though he isn’t able to speak, he’s still able to communicate. At least with you. You didn’t need words. You both just know because that’s what your relationship is. 

A hand rubs his back; slowly and comforting, exactly how he vaguely remembers. When he turns his head, his lips are met with soft ones. Oh, he loves how the two of you say hello. Pictures of times he’d do the exact same thing pop into his mind; how he’d always catch you off guard. 

“Ready to go, stud muffin?” You grin, holding out your hand; he stares at you in awe as he grips it. Stud muffin; something’s ringing a bell. “You remember? I used to call you that all the time.” You explain, noticing his ‘thinking hard face’. 

Nodding, he follows you outside, holding your hand like his lifeline. Due to his new limbs, this feels different, making him squirm. He tries saying your name, becoming angry when he can’t pronounce the syllables. Everything’s so frustrating all of the sudden; his shirt is strangling him, his jeans keep riding up, his shoes are too big for his feet. Everything is wrong. 

You stop on the staircase, peering up at him. “Do you not want to go out? Too mad?” You ask, knowing your boyfriend. He pouts, turning his head to the ground. “It’s okay to say no, Ky.” You offer a smile, bending down to meet his gaze. Being a witch meant you have multiple powers; one being mind reading. Though you aren’t able to read his, because it’s too jumbled, you get flashes of words.

Shaking his head, his light curls fall in his dark eyes. He knows what he wants to say but screws his eyelids close. “C-cu…cu… Ugh!” He stomps his foot, balling his hands into fists. He just wants one damn word! Kyle hates this; he’d be better off dead. You can feel his pain.

“Cuddle! You want to cuddle!” You exclaim,  snapping your fingers while jumping. “You wanna cuddle like we used to, stud muffin?” You ask; your black crop top swinging around. He nods sheepishly, tugging at the polo shirt. “Okay, we can cuddle wearing sweats. I know you’re uncomfortable in that; I didn’t read your mind either.” You chuckle and he smiles when you hold his hand again. 

Kyle knows his emotions are out of control, but he is certain about one thing. He loves you as much as he used to. That’s never going to change.

Yet another Yuri on Ice vs Hannibal analysis

So @lottitheunicorn and I were talking about all those people who compare the anime series Yuri on Ice with NBC‘s Hannibal and at first, I was laughing but then I realized that there are actually quite a few similarities. Don’t expect an in-depth analysis and don‘t take it too seriously ;). Here it comes!

1. The fluffy brunette cinnamon bun with glasses

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You can only be so strong for so long until you reach a point where you break physically, mentally, emotionally.

I am not depressed, okay? 

You know you’re depressed when nothing seems to pleasure you. Don’t worry, I still have those “mood-boosters” so this ain’t an S.O.S. Believe me.

I’m just overwhelmingly sad. Well, that would be an overstatement but yep, I easily break these days. Simple things that doesn’t affect me before, makes me cry now. I am a foodie. I am not fat nor slim. But now, even though I want to eat, my body doesn’t cooperate. I tend to vomit after a decent meal. I don’t know if it’s because of how I feel right now but probably they’re somehow related. I don’t wanna diagnose myself and nope, I don’t want to go to the doctor, too. 

Now, I always avoid overthinking because everytime I do that, I fall into pieces. I suddenly realize how bad my life has become and I cannot even stop myself from falling to the bottom pit. But then, like I said earlier, I still have those mood-boosters that, by the way, are truly effective. I won’t tell what those are because it’s just petty to others. Hahaha~ But nah, I’ll tell it. Whenever I’m down, I tend to watch anime, korean dramas or even read things. I also play killing games like GTA and League of Legends. I do everything to kill time and get rid of negative thoughts–including negative people. Nope, I don’t desert myself from people. I just don’t wanna talk to some because it might trigger my bad attitude. You know what I mean. 

But like what the title of this post says, I’m at the point of my life wherein I am too fragile to function. I don’t hate life. I hate myself for making my life this way. And that being said, I don’t think I have any plans of making it better coz you know, I quit.