and i wasn't gonna stand for that

Mr. & Mrs. Eric Richard Bittle


Mr. Robert Zimmermann &

Mrs. Alicia Carter Zimmermann

invite you to celebrate

the marriage of their sons


Eric Richard Bittle Jr.


Jack Laurent Zimmermann


Saturday, the twenty-ninth of June

two thousand and nineteen

at eleven o’clock in the morning


Reception to follow

as the seventh month dies

based on this post

The first time Lily sees her, it’s a week after Dumbledore told them.

Tight smiles and curt nods from one side of the room to the other, not daring to come closer, not daring to speak — it still hurts, just thinking about it, let alone talk.

Still, the night goes by and, soon enough, they find themselves standing next to each other.

They share a sad smile, and Alice’s hand finds hers, fingers intertwined and squeezing, if only for a second.

It’s not a “that’s okay”, not even close to an “everything will be all right”. It won’t, that much she knows.

But, in that moment, Lily feels less alone.


Like who he tryna kid though?

I’ve Got You (part 6)

Pairing: Jongdae x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Canon AU, Future Smut (??)

Description: You work for SM as it’s public relations specialist, and Jongdae is one client that you have to deal with far too often. Sometimes though, he isn’t all that bad.

Warning(s): Smut next chapter;))))))

A/N Lol you guys def showed you wanted this

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10,Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14,Part 15, Part 16,Part 17, Part 18, Part 19, Part 20, Part 21.

Originally posted by dazzlingkai

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about the James situation..

I’ve seen a few posts come across my dash that are completely ridiculous and I just need to say a few things..

1. His reaction was not justifiable. I do not care how angry and upset he was feeling, it doesn’t excuse him disrespecting his coach like that. Cristiano got in trouble for mumbling under his breath, James shouldn’t get a pass. It was rude and he shouldn’t have done it. You have a problem with your coach, you speak to him privately. Learn from Rapha!!!

2. Him being the captain of his nt should never translate into him getting an automatic spot in the starting 11. He’s gonna have to work for that just like everyone else. There are several equally talented players who are competing with him for that spot; and no offence, but what Isco offers the team currently is far better what James brings to the table. 

3. Zizou subbing him off DOES NOT mean he doesn’t love or appreciate his work. How many times has Luka gotten subbed off? How many times has Benz (his favorite player) gotten subbed off? does it mean he doesn’t appreciate them anymore? no absolutely not

4. Other players shouldn’t be sacrificed for your fave, especially since they’re all doing amazingly well. This isn’t like the kova/luka situation, or the alvaro/benz situation, where one is clearly better than the other. Why should other talented players be benched for James to play a full 90 minutes when they’ve all proven their worth?

5. and last but not least, and I cannot believe this has to be said yet again, but NO PLAYER IS BIGGER THAN THE TEAM. REPEAT AFTER ME: NO PLAYER IS BIGGER THAN THE TEAM. You can defend James and stand up for him w/o disrespecting the coach and the team. 

persephone-is-here-omg  asked:

Listen out, you're wearing this long flowy skirt and you're minding your own business when Bucky (being the jealous lil shit he is) comes from behind you and wraps his metal arm around your waist "You know I get a really nice view of your ass every time you stand against the light. And I wouldn't mind, if that lil shit of Parker wasn't staring at you. So I'm gonna fuck you so hard he'll listen you screaming my name"

I just love everything about jealous Bucky its amazing 

Sinful Sunday™

anonymous asked:

Look dude, if you're gonna be a dick, commit to it. Had a little trouble closing your nonexisting tab because you like to change your mind AS I'M SWIPING YOUR CARD. So I have to get a manager to void it, and fix your goddam order. Then you disgruntly say "we've been waiting for 10 minutes ". Buddy, pal, you've been standing there for 3, I'm sorry you have weak ankles. And you proceeded to tip. Why? WHY? It was like 10% which I don't care cause your ticket wasn't even much, but ??? Why?

Sorry I’m tired. I can’t seem to follow this one.


‘There, standing before him, was the ragged, decrepit and half-decayed corpse of Jason Parker, his ex-partner and good friend. His skin was blue, the rotting flesh sagging on bones made visible. His eyes were long gone and half of his teeth were completely exposed where his cheek and jaw had fallen away. The half of his face which remained was pulled into a frown.’

- Against All Odds Chapter 44 by @royalflushstories

skeletorific  asked:

*sigh* Alright, wasn't gonna do this, but I can't let this score stand. Red, wanna try and even the playing field?.....In both regards if you want.

“in both–oh!  ya wanna be railed into oblivion, too.  i got’cha, sweetheart.”  Smirking, Red moves over to you, sliding an arm around your waist and suddenly dipping you back.  “i’m more than happy to oblige.  you an’ me–we’re gonna have a great time.”  With a wink, he suddenly teleports away.  

Steven Universe {Sentence Starters}
  • "I wanted all of us to have breakfast together."
  • "It uh... doesn't seem to wanna go away."
  • "Everyone’s counting on you, you can’t just be useless!"
  • "Well of course I can, I'm perfect!"
  • "Looks like we're gonna have to split up."
  • "It’s extremely powerful, we shouldn't have even brought it home."
  • "We’ll figure out something else, something even better."
  • "The doors and rooms here make no sense! They all bring you back here!"
  • "But remember — this is a serious mission."
  • "Ah, it's fading! How do I make it come back?!"
  • "We should've done this in the first place."
  • "Whoa! What magical place of mysteries is this?"
  • "In my defense, I forgot."
  • "Fine. Move aside, I’ll take care of this."
  • "I certainly hope that's not the attitude you have during battle."
  • "Are we really going to let him keep that?"
  • "That pizza wasn't even good."
  • "Maybe you should take the day off."
  • "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have yelled! But I can't stand to see you freaking out like this!"
  • "I know where you are. It's where you're going that concerns me!"
  • "What's the point of saving people if they're just gonna ban you from their pizza shops?"
  • "Humans find such fascinating ways to waste their time."
  • "No whining. We need to start cleaning up the debris."
  • "So what?! I'm not strong enough?!"
  • "I'll make them understand. I'll make them all understand."
  • Aries: And putting Tabasco sauce on your crotch is dangerous, so please never do that.
  • Taurus: It is useless of time.
  • Gemini: I hone my fist every day by punching a wall, so I could crush 4.5 hoodlums with one hand.
  • Cancer: I'm like "I'm gonna do it," making a huge cross shape on my face and wearing swim trunks as I go wait on stand-by at the bus stop to hell.
  • Leo: I knew myself that I wasn't a legend, I think the fact of that I'm not a legend is the legend that'll be left behind when I'm gone. That's the only legend I am.
  • Virgo: "Hey, what are you doing here? Why are you naked?" and then I get found out by the police.
  • Libra: I was silent but I wanted to scream "AAAAAUGH" and run around the room. "SOMEBODY let me kick you in the ass with all my might!"
  • Scorpio: It's just I got really messed up, I'm positive I've shortened my lifespan by like 3 years.
  • Sagittarius: That's MY "sorry". I'm the one who held it in my belly and gave birth to that "sorry" in tears.
  • Capricorn: If I were to describe his appearance, he doesn't so much have a natural perm as he has a head studded with pubic hair.
  • Aquarius: ....Do you think this is kinda rude? I certainly am rude.
  • Pisces: I thought he was a Doppelgänger. I thought I might die.
I wasn't going to, but then I had to

You know how animators do those little touches you just love sometimes? There’s one in Crystal that’s both amazing, and that breaks my freaking heart, and it’s right here:

Ami’s uniform blouse.

I’m going to preface this little love-rant by answering the eternal lurking question: no, this is not just a screencap error. I picked this particular frame because it has Usagi standing right next to her in a similar pose for comparison, but also because it’s from Masquerade–the episode with far and away the best animation so far. What we’re gonna be talking about has been true of every single one of Ami’s appearances so far.

On the right, we have Usagi, with her loving and attentive housewife mother. Her blouse is crisp, clean, bright white with a lovely and well-tied bow. The sleeves have a well-kept contrasting trim, and that bow in the back is so starched you could bounce a quarter off it.

And then … and then there’s Ami. Gray, dingy blouse. The sleeves hang down over her hands, that cute contrasting blue cuff has apparently been torn off, the seams slide off her shoulders, and the hem hits her mid-hip instead of at the waist–that’s a Makoto-sized shirt, not an Ami-sized one. The fabric is heavy and slouchy, almost like she’s wearing a sweatshirt; this uniform blouse has never seen an iron, and probably no bleach, either. In fact, if you look at the skirt compared to the blouse, and you had to learn to do laundry the hard way, you might think–I did–“did she actually put a bright blue skirt in with a white top?”

But it doesn’t stop there. The bow on the front of her uniform is too small, and it droops. A red bow on a white shirt would result in a whole schoolful of girls with unevenly-pink blouses, so it seems pretty likely those sailor collars and bows actually come off and go back on for washing purposes; Usagi’s is picture-perfect, but Ami’s has been tied back on by someone who’s not very good at such things. The shirt hangs down over where the bow should be on the back, but there’s a weird puff in the fabric in the Masquerade shot that shows her back–the bow is under there. It’s just as sad and droopy as the one in front. And although Ami and Usagi are shown as being pretty much equal in height, Usagi’s skirt is consistently longer than Ami’s–there is not one single part of Ami’s uniform that fits her right.

Let’s review what we know of Ami’s family: no siblings, Dad ran out and Mom’s never around. Coming from a similar background at a similar age–mom across the country caring for a terminally-ill parent, dad working two full-time jobs, and I was in the “gifted and talented” program–I can tell you what happens when you’re 14 and no adults are home. You have to do the dishes for everyone, but there’s no dishwasher soap so you put Dawn in the dispenser and come home to a watery, sudsy mess all over the floor. You try to vacuum, but invariably the canister fills up and you can’t get it out to empty, or the belt goes in the middle of the floor. You clean the bathroom, but can’t seem to get rid of the odor, and only find out much later the problem is that you can’t flush tampons down a septic system and now there’s sewage all over the bathroom floor. And you ruin a lot–a lot–of clothes. And the reason for every single one of the above comes down to the same thing:

People never told you how to do it, and if asked, they would say “Oh, she’s smart. She’ll figure it out.”

A lot of people seem to be looking at Ami’s character design and saying “oh, well, she wants to hide.” But the truth is, there is so much more here than wanting to hide.

I see a mother who never taught her to do laundry and isn’t home to do it herself. I see an Ami sitting in the laundry room crying because she prewashed everything to take out extra dye just like the labels said, why did the blouse turn this color? I see a hurried start-of-the-year shopping trip to pick up clothes that “should” fit Ami “soon enough, if they don’t already,” wedged in between a dozen other responsibilities, and a bag dropped off on Ami’s bed or backpack with a note that says “got your uniforms, will call tonight, love you–Mom” and not even the slightest indication that Ami should try the things on to make sure they’re not too big or too small, or that a return trip to rectify any errors would be made.

I see a girl who, on some level, is dully embarrassed by her too-small bow and unstarched blouse, but that embarrassment is just background noise to the larger embarrassments of her life because she probably started wearing those ill-fitting uniforms in elementary school, unraveled hems held together with scotch tape or safety pins until she learned how to sew a straight-stitch because uniforms that required repair or replacing were always a subject put off until “my next day off” and then forgotten, and the concept of school clothes that fit the way they’re supposed to is so alien that she can’t conceive it even belongs in her life. She knows it’s not right–she’s a perfectionist who stresses out over being one point away from full marks, she is painfully aware of her substandard uniform–but she also doesn’t know how to change it, how to fix it. Communication has broken down so completely that asking for money for a new school blouse is a thought that just doesn’t exist.

The entire story of Ami’s home life is crammed into her school uniform. It’s brilliant. And heartbreaking.

And more than anything, what I really want is that after Miss Domestic Mako-chan joins the team, I want Ami to show up at school one day smiling, and happy, and proud … in a neatly-starched white blouse, with a fluffy red bow.


“Turn in the mission and wipe away the debt.”

The Luteces as the Twinzerkers

Action skill, on hit: Become an army of two, and enter Lutecenought mode                                                                                                         Melee Override, on hit: Monologue all opponents in area and severely weaken their defences to attacks and/or plot twists

Booker Dewitt as the Trashsassin

Action skill, on hit: Become trash. Disguise yourself as a trash can and move around the battlefield undetected, ready to strike with whatever is in the can with you                                                                                               Melee Override, on hit: Eviscerate all enemies in 5 mile radius by devastating the ground you’re standing on with a legendary punch known as [PRESS BUTTON]

anonymous asked:

Travis waiting for Katie in front of the camp store but when she notices him he does the "fancy bumping into you here. What? No, I wasn't waiting for you" and then ofc Katie calls him out "Travis you've literally been standing there for 20 minutes"

he’s like “you can’t prove anything” to which Katie just rolls her eyes and starts to walk off– but she stops and turns back towards him, “well are you gonna come pick strawberries with me or not?” his face lights up for a second before he gets it back in check “yeah I guess I could do that” and they walk off side by side, both trying very hard to not reach out for the other’s hand 

Baking Powder

When Steve was done with destroying three punching bags, remembering that Tony made him an inforced one and proceeding doing his best to destroy it as well (it held, he had to admit, he was impressed), he finally felt that he could sleep. But as he made his way up, he decided to get a bottle of water out of the kitchen first. What welcomed him was the loud and obnoxious (though somewhat addictive) sound of ACDC blasting through the room.

It was 3:37 in the morning. What was going on?

Next, the smell of something mouthwatering assaulted his nose and he was even more confused. Because ACDC at 3am? Tony. The smell of freshly baked nougat scones? Not so much.

But apparently just that, because there was indeed one Tony Stark, dressed in a ridiculous ‘Kiss the Superhero’ apron by the stove. 'Tony?’

'Fucking hell!’ The flail was hilariously elegant. The middle finger less so. 'Jesus, Cap, warn a mortal.’ He snapped, with no real heat behind the words. Steve swore he even saw a blush on the back of his neck.

'Sorry.’ And he was, he hadn’t actually planned to scare the man. 'What are you doing?’ He then asked cautiously, because… no, he still wasn’t buying it that Tony Stark was baking in an apron at 3am on a Friday night.

Tony just gave him a look and reached behind him for something to present it to Steve. 'Cranberry Muffin?’ Blinking, Steve took the offered cake but left it in his hand to examin. 'Its a Cranberry Muffin, Steve, not a time bomb.’

'I wouldn’t know with you.’ His answer was dry and he would’ve felt guilty for the wince he earned but the grin showed him that Tony wasn’t really insulted.

'Yeah, I guess not.’ He sighed - and okay, maybe Steve was wrong and he should apologize. 'To answer your question; I’m stress baking.’

'You’re wha…’ He started to ask, but a ring - was that seriously an egg timer?! - interrupted him.

'Hold on a second, my scones are ready.’ The engineer quickly, turned around, fumbling a little while looking for his mittens, to take out the tray. An almost orgasmic smell filled the room and Steve was pretty sure his heart melted a little when he saw the small, proud smile on Tony’s face.

'You’re stress baking.’ He stated, just to be completely sure. This was bizarre.

'Yes, I tend to do that. A lot.’ The engineer turned back to him with narrowed eyes. 'Did you never notice the gigantic basket of bakery stuff on the counter, they are there about thrice a week.’

Steve laughed. 'Oh I did, to be honest I just never connected them to you of all people.’ He didn’t mean it as an insult. He didn’t, but it was Tony Stark, engineer, playboy, sometimes basket case. Who could blame him?

'No, no I get it. I always get that look, don’t worry.’ Tony took out a spatula and placed the scones on a cooling tray. He then pulled out another bowl and seemed to start anew.

Curious, Steve sat down at the counter to watch him work. 'What are you doing next?’

'Cinnamon rolls.’ He smiled when he looked up and then barked out a laugh when he saw the Captain’s beaming face.

'They are my favourite!’ He cheered excitedly, successfully turning himself into an 8 year old.

Tony chuckled. 'I know they are, Cap.’ He admitted softly.

A confused but warm smile spread over Steve’s face. 'Thank you.’

'Don’t thank me yet, I could still be lying and feeding you crap.’ An evil glint in his eyes, Tony finished the batter in record time.

Steve hummed. 'You could, but I just ate that Cranberry Muffin and beg to differ.’

'Good, huh?’ That little proud smile was back. 'Its the first time I made them actually, good to know they taste well.’

'I’m gladly volunteering as your taster, Shellhead.’

Tony laughed. 'Why thank you, Spangled. You’re gonna have to stand in line with Clint, though.’

'He knows?’ Steve felt oddly… jealous that he wasn’t the first one to know.

The engineer didn’t seem to notice, thank god and only nodded his head distractedly. He was currently forming the rolls with a sure hand, clearly not for the first time. 'Yeah, he sneaked up on me one night, demanding chocolate chip cookies.’

The Captain felt his mouth watering. 'Darn, I remember those.’ They stayed silent for a second until Steve couldn’t hold it in any longer. 'Alright, I have to ask. How come Tony Stark knows how to bake? Didn’t you have like… a personal chef or something?’

'Oh, we did. It’s Jarvis’ fault.’ When Steve only frowned in confusion, he smiled. 'When my parents forgot their only child again and again, Jarvis used to watch me and when I was my hyperactive, annoying self he had to 'unbore’-’ He actually used air quotations. ’-me somehow. When he got fed up, he dragged me either into the kitchen or into the garden.’

'Jarvis?’ Steve concealed the wince he felt when Howard was mentioned but something else confused him. 'Your… A.I. Jarvis?’

'What? No, of course not.’ Now Tony looked perplexed but then his eyes windened. 'Oh right, you don’t know. Jarvis used to be our butler. He was like a… Grandfather I guess? He died a few years ago, amazing man, only old age could ever get to him.’ He smiled softly and a little sadly. 'It was only natural for me to name my A.I. after him.’

'I… I didn’t know that.’ The former soldier felt somewhat speechless. It was the first time Tony was so… forward and honest with him. 'I’m sorry.’

Tony waved him off. 'Oh don’t be. It was… Peaceful. He told me not to worry about him. That he had had a good life and that he was glad to have been part of our family. He told me he was proud of me.’

Hesitating only for a second, Steve reached forward and took the engineer’s hand, squeezing it a little. 'So, gardening, huh?’ He smiled and if Tony jumped a bit at the contact, he didn’t mention it.

'Right.’ He squeezed back hesitatingly and slowly let go. 'Yeah, we used to have this gigantic, pretentious garden and he would drag me out when it was sunny outside - believe me, I take the drag part literally, the first time I was kicking and screaming, demanding him to let me get back to my workshop.’ He chuckled. Steve could see that, really. 'It never really was my thing, to be honest. But the baking? Yeah, that’s pretty cool.’

Steve smiled slowly. This was nice. Talking to Tony like this. Really nice. 'So… Cinnamon Rolls, huh?’

'What? Yeah, they should be ready in a bit, what of it?’

The Captain’s grin turned smug. 'I get here and you make my favourite sweets? Knowingly? You want to tell me something?’

On the one hand, he loved the blush on Tony’s face. On the other, he cursed himself for saying anything because he saw the sudden tenseness in his shoulders. 'I… I was just trying to be nice.’ He said between gritted teeth, his hands fumbling as he started to clean everything up.

'Hey…’ Steve stood up and circled the kitchen island to stand beside him. 'Let me try something?’ He asked, determination his his eyes. Tony looked up at him, suddenly feeling way too small. He nodded nevertheless, but flinched a little when big hands framed his face.

Before he could even comprehend what was happening, could even tell himself that it was not what he was hoping for, Steve was kissing him. And man, was that what he had hoped for.

The kiss was slow, sweet and tasted of sugar and cranberries. It should be hilarious, really, just completely rom com. But it was awesome.

When Steve leaned back, Tony could only stare at him. 'What… what was that?’ He asked, almost in a daze.

The Captain chuckled. 'You can take it as a thank you for the rolls…’ He hesitated but smiled when he saw the displeased frown on the engineer’s face. 'Or I could help you with clean up, prepare the usual basket and take you to bed. With me.’ Before Tony could answer anything - lewd probably - he framed his face again. 'To sleep, Shellhead. To sleep. And tomorrow, you will go out with me. Deal?’

Tony grumbled, but leaned into the touch nevertheless. 'Not fair. But deal.’

The Wedding Vows
  • Kurt: Blaine? I am a man who has always lived in the shadows. And everyone who's come into my life has always tried to pull me out into the sun or push me back into the darkness.
  • Santana: I've been bullied, outed, and misunderstood.
  • Blaine: I honestly thought that I would never find real love.
  • Brittany: The world seemed so scary and confusing. It was just too fast. It made me feel dumb just because my brain worked differently.
  • Kurt: And then you came along, and even if someone had told me that it wasn't gonna work out and that at the end of all of our struggling and all of our work, it would just end in heartache...
  • Blaine: I would've said yes.
  • Santana: A thousand times yes.
  • Brittany: I would've suffered it all, just for the tiny chance to be standing up here marrying you.
  • Kurt: I'm a work in progress.
  • Blaine: I am a work in progress.
  • Santana: I'm a work in progress.
  • Brittany: I'm a work in progress.
  • Kurt: You don't ask me to come out of the shadows. You help me rip away anything that's blocking the sun. It's time for all of us to walk into the sunshine together. Forever. Is that something you wanna do?
  • Blaine: I do.
  • Santana: I do.
  • Brittany: I do.
  • Kurt: I do.