and that is the last one


All those emotions fanning from intense love, intense frustration, intense jealousy, confusion, all of that in my mind, all those emotions are red. There’s nothing in between, there’s nothing beige about those feelings and so I called my record Red.

5 years of Red - 22 October, 2012

anonymous asked:

First name: Precious Micah Amor (if I’m remembering correctly)
Nickname: Troye
Age: 13 
Gender: nb or boy
Sexual Orientation: Pan
Nationality: Filipino 
Relationship status: Taken
Likes: Bumblebee, camp camp, powerpuff Girls, cute things
Dislikes: Y’all acting all big and bad, losing motivation to art, yaoi fangirls
Random fact: Has an older brother in his twenties


Master Fu be giving Alya that fox miraculous because if she can get adrienette to slow dance close together without a miraculous what crazy shit can she do with one


The Last of The Real Ones- Fall Out Boy Mania Tour in Cleveland 10-20-17

1839: The Treaty of Belgium
  • Belgium: big brother... please! My people can't deal with your kingdom anymore! It's better this way than being so awkward with each other!
  • Netherlands: I... I just can't accept myself to sign this. If I do, then you'll never be with me again...
  • Belgium: I'll be right next to you, brother. I'll be here; neutral and not too far away. Right, England?
  • England: yes. Um, Netherlands, it's important to recognise the needs for your sister to be independent... e-even though it's hard...
  • Netherlands: I don't need your boyfriend to tell me things he couldn't handle himself a century ago.
  • Belgium: e-either way, d-don't talk to him like that! He's only here trying to help, brother!
  • Netherlands: fine, then tell me what it is that I have to do to change?
  • Belgium: France, Protestantism, and Wiliam I.
  • Netherlands: well... that's impossible.
  • France: w-what??? What do you have against me???
  • Luxembourg: may I speak now...?


I lie awake soaking in the vibrations of my nerves

You are silent you don’t even shift through the night and god I have never heard silence so profound

When it is interrupted by a quick breath or a gentle stir I feel my heartbeat raise for just a moment and I want to scream your name at strangers

I wish I was asleep so I could dream up conversations where there is a constant mingling of I love yous

I sigh softly but not with sadness, no instead it’s just a rush of hot burning feelings straight from my lungs

Maybe I breathe for you

If for nothing else for you

anonymous asked:

Could you do #18 and #19? Separately or together.

Oh, together for sure!

18. Which member of your OTP gets cranky when they’re tired

19. Which member of your OTP makes the other late for work because 5 minutes of cuddles is NEEDED

Prompts are now closed.

“Juggie, Juggie wake up.” Betty poked at Jughead’s chest, doing her best to prod him awake, “C’mon Juggie you have to get ready for work.”

Jughead grumbled into his pillow, refusing to move. Betty laughed, rubbing her hand along his back in an attempt to coerce him out of bed. “You don’t want to be late again Jughead.”

“But I’m so tired,” he whined, pulling the blankets up over his head and turning away from her, “I don’t wanna go to work. Let’s just stay home all day.”

Betty sighed, pulling the sheets back and ruffling his hair lovingly, “Sorry, looks like we actually have to be adults today. Now stop being such a grump and let’s get going. I’m going to get breakfast.”

Betty started to pull herself out of bed when, without warning, Jughead rolled over and threw his arm across her, “Juggie!” she squealed, wriggling beneath his weight in an attempt to break free, “We can’t do this this morning - we don’t have time!”

Jughead held his grip, nuzzling his nose in her hair and speaking groggily into her ear, “Babe, you know I can’t get out of bed without some affection first thing in the morning. I have to start the day of right.” He punctuated his statement with a kiss to her temple, his fingers sliding around her waist and tracing along the skin of her stomach. Betty squirmed when he hit her ticklish spot, grabbing at his hands to still them.

“Jug!” She gasped, pulling his hands up to his chest, “Don’t do that!” She stared at him for a moment, trying to gauge how likely he was to try again. “I’m going to let go now, okay? Are you going to let me get out of bed?”

Jughead nodded, but Betty could tell from the sly smirk on his face that he had no intention of keeping such promises. Still, she had to let go eventually - they really did have work. Slowly, she loosened her grip on his hands, backing up as cautiously as possible. She made it all the way to the edge of the bed before Jughead sprang up, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her up against him.

Betty laughed, shaking her head at his ridiculous neediness. “You’re such a baby in the mornings,” she mocked, pressing a short kiss to his nose.

“You love it.” Jughead teased, pressing forward and bringing his lips to hers. His hand slid up her cheek and tangled itself in her hair, her legs instinctively intertwining with his. She moaned a bit against him, happily wrapping her arms around his neck and letting him roll on top of her.

“I suppose,” she giggled into his mouth, “we can spare a couple more minutes.”

👏🏼 GUYS👏🏼 THE👏🏼SHOW👏🏼WAS👏🏼SO👏🏼DAMN👏🏼GOOD👏🏼!!!!!!!

I’ll be posting lots of thoughts and videos and such tomorrow, but for tonight:

-“For the next 90 minutes you’re ours” 🖤

-“This show is definitely what you call medium”

-Joe was AMAZING

-Pete was AMAZING

-Andy was AMAZING (also, hello muscles!?!!)

-Patrick was PERFECT

-“Last of the real ones/Y&M/Champion” live was everything I’ve ever needed in my life



You are the sun and I am just the planets
Spinning around you