Tagged by: @howling-in-thedark aka: a cheater

A (age): 18 
B (biggest fear): Being a replacement
C (current time): 20:19
D (drink you last had): Water
E (easiest person to talk to): My cat
F (favorite song): Karinui - Mamiko Koto
G (grossest moment): Not gonna say
H (horror yes, horror no): horror yes (but it needs to be good psychological horror)
I (in love with): Food
J (jealous of): Everyone who has their shit together
K (killed someone): All of my friendships
L (love at first sight or should i walk by again): Lets walk together and not talk at each other
M (middle name): Melina
N (number of siblings): 2
O (one wish): Can i have a job?
P (person you last called): I don’t make phonecalls so i don’t remember.
Q (question you’ve always been asked): Why are you so quiet? 
R (reasons to smile): Memes
S (song you last sang): I don’t sing out loud since like 5 years ago  
U (underwear color): Black
V (vacation destination): My bed
X (x-rays I’ve had): All my body, my right leg and arm.
Y (your favorite foods): Guiso, pelotines.
Z (zodiac): Gemini

I tag: @amethewombat @kuhlista @fcknalien @raspbooby @destiel-cas-assbutt @autumnfrosthaloraven @paxohana @taome @dangerouslypleasantvictuuri @specterprincess @plisetsky-is-mine @asanxya @nightkiforov @scattycathy @humbuns @nxmikaze

lance: guys, we have to settle this once and for all. listen to me when i say this, because we won’t be having this discussion again. for the last time, pidge is ginger spice, shiro is sporty spice, keith, you’re scary spice, and hunk is baby spice. i’m clearly posh spice. any questions?

keith: yeah why is hunk baby spice when pidge is a fucken midget

pidge: F U C K  O F F  K O G A N E  

  • What she says: I'm fine.
Little Sister

Request: I love your BSM imagines! Could you do a Ethan Dolan imagine/ Dolan twin imagine BSM really where your young and Grayson videos you both doing something cute on snapchat and soon all the fans are talking about it on social media?

a/n; so I wasn’t sure how young you wanted the little sister to be so I went with a fairly young age, also I gave it a little bit of a backstory so it would be longer than just Grayson posting something on Snapchat

Word Count: 583

Pairing: Dolan Twins X Reader

Y/N’s P.O.V

I laughed as Ethan pushed the swing, making me fly forward. “Again, again!” I cheered, I heard him laugh at me, they tell me that I talk funny because I just lost my two front teeth, my first ever ones too. I went straight to them when they came out, they told me to go see mom and dad, saying that they would be more excited because I’m their youngest kid and I just had a milestone, whatever that is. 

“Y/N!” Ethan shouted as I fell off the swing, I started crying when I felt a stinging feeling in my arm. “Why did you let go?” He said, sounding a little angry with me which just made me feel worse. I cried harder and he frowned before trying to make me stop. “Hey, hey, I’m sorry.” He told me, lifting me up off the ground. I allowed myself to latch onto him, feeling better when I was off of my arm. 

“What happened?” I heard faintly, it sounded like my other brother, Grayson, but I was too sad to look. I jumped feeling another hand on my back, I lifted my head up to find both of them looking at me, Grayson touched my arm where I fell on it and I frowned moving it away. “Sorry.” He said sheepishly, watching me lay my head back down onto Ethan as he started walking. 

Grayson followed behind us, taking his phone out. I watched him, not thinking anything of it. He started talking and it just made me think of when they make videos, they tell me I can’t be in them because I’m too young, or I’ll be mad because I’ll get dirty. I just want to be in one, I feel left out. 


“Y/N, come here!” Grayson shouted from downstairs, I grabbed the railing as I walked down, not wanting to fall and hurt myself like I always do. “What?” I asked, placing my tiny hands on my hips. “Do you want to be in a video?” Ethan asked from his spot in a chair. I clapped my hands together making them both laugh, “really!?” I asked rushing over, “yes.” Grayson answered, sitting me on a higher chair. 

“Yay!” I smiled, looking at the camera. “We’re gonna ask you questions that fans sent us, okay.” Ethan explained, tugging the skirt of my dress down, claiming that all the other six year old boys will stare. I nodded, waiting for them to start. “How old are you?” Grayson asked, I looked at him in shock. “You know how old I am!” I told him, he laughed, “they want to know.” He said, pointing towards the camera. “I’m six.” I said looking at the black thing with a round thing sticking out of it, apparently the camera has people in it. 

“Who’s your favorite sibling?” Ethan asked, I looked between them both, “Cameron.” I smiled, “between us.” Ethan corrected himself, squeezing my ticklish spot because I said Cameron. “Ethan.” I said, looking at the camera, only to look at Grayson when he started fake crying. 


By the time we finished I had gotten really tired and ended up on Grayson’s lap, I tightened my grip on him as he stood up, my eyes closing before he even got to my room to put me in my bed. “No.” I whispered when he tried putting me down. He laughed and sat down on my tiny bed and waited for me to fall asleep. 

I don’t know how many times this needs to be said, but I’m going to say it again. Being black does not mean that you cannot be anti black.

A rey/o shipper just referred to the post of another rey/o shipper. The words “black” were used like they always are. Like some kind of shield. “But I have a black friend.” “But my black friend said it was okay to use the n-word.” “But my black friend said it was okay to wear this hairstyle.” My black “friend.” My black “friend.” My black “friend.”

But let me tell you something. One black person does not speak for all. One black person stamping approval on something does not mean that it is in fact okay.

Your ship itself is not absolved of its problems because a black individual ships it. Because a person of color ships it. 

No. It still has problems. And self hatred is a thing. Especially in my community. It runs rampant. Heck, a member of 45th’s administration just proved that. “Slaves were immigrants.” He said. “They came here for a better life.”

No, our ancestors, my ancestors were brought here in chains. They did not come here willingly, they did not work for “less.” They worked for free. And were forced to do so. They had everything taken from them, but people like to gloss over that for some asinine reason. Any anger I or others express over this is instantly labeled as misplaced. Despite the fact that we are still not seen as equal. 

Now I won’t say that shipping rey/o, or not shipping Finn/rey or not being a Finn fan makes you racist. But the way you go about expressing that sure does. And labeling the Finn/rey and Finn fandoms as these toxic places because they rightfully call out members of your fandom for being racist–of which there is tons of proof–certainly does.

Do not pretend otherwise.

(Not my art, yet, again) (all credit goes to the original artist for making this wonderful piece of art) Okay, but let’s be real here- Prince Sidon is probably the reason so many people are going crazy for this game. I’m 90% sure people are talking about him and I bet their friends are saying things like,“Hot fish prince? I need to get this game n o w.”

Stomach Flu

“I can’t stop throwing up long enough to get back in bed. I’ve tried, the second I get there I need to throw up again.” He says as he leans up against the wall behind him in defeat.


“Justin?” You call out as you open the front door and step in to Justin’s house. “Babe?” You call out one more time in an attempt to locate your boyfriend in the large house.

As you start to make your way up the stairs you hear coughing and gagging coming from Justin’s bathroom. 

Entering his room you place your grocery bag and purse on the floor and make your way in to the bathroom. Once you enter the bathroom you find a pitiful looking Justin sitting in front of the toilet as he empties the content from his stomach into the bowl.

Justin looks up at you for a small moment giving you a week smile before closing his eyes and continuing to get sick.

You slowly make your way to Justin and sit down next to him, rubbing his back in reassurance.

“I feel horrible” Justin finally whimpers.

“Do you want me to help you get back into your bed” You offer.

Justin shakes his head. “I can’t stop throwing up long enough to get back in bed. I’ve tried, the second I get there I need to throw up again.” He says as he leans up against the wall behind him in defeat.

Gagging Justin attempts to sit up closing his eyes. You quickly grab the garbage can from next to the toilet and encourage him to sit back and use that instead. 

Slowly you get up from off the floor. 

“Y/N” Justin calls out  with his eyes still closed after feeling you get up.

“Don’t worry Justin I’ll be right back I’m just going to look for something to make you feel better.” You reassure him.

As you walk back into Justin’s room you take out the Gatorade you bought him and return to the bathroom. Once in the bathroom you take a face cloth out from the linen closet and wet it with cold water. Before sitting back down next to Justin you take the box of tissues of the back of the toilet and flush the toilet, seeing as it hadn’t been done before.

As you place the cold cloth on the back of Justin’s neck he shivers and reaches up in an attempt to remove it. You quickly stop him. 

“It will help get rid of your fever and make you feel better.” You explain. 

You give Justin a tissue to blow his nose and wipe off his face. After he is done you encourage him to have some Gatorade. Justin shakes his head.

“If you don’t drink this you’ll get dehydrated and I will need to take you to the hospital.” You say sternly.

Justin leans his head on you setting the trash can down next to him as he sips the drink slowly. 

After a couple minutes you manage to successfully get him back to bed.

Authors notes.

I’m considering making a part two of this, opinions?

menaceanon  asked:

*cracks knuckles* Jeffmads fluff I can do. Imagine the first time Thomas gets a real smile out of the very severe, no-nonsense James Madison. I mean one of those glowing, heart-stoppingly fabulous Okieriete Onaodowan grins, you k n o w the ones I'm talking about,,, Thomas says something funny and this incredible grin just hAPPENS and Thomas's mouth falls open and he MAYBE stops breathing for a second and then it becomes his life's work to make James smile like that again.


  • steve: i don't need bucky's trigger words to ruin my work they're already ruining my home life
  • scott: come on cap the trigger words aren't the problem. they're keeping you and bucky apart. you two just need to bone
  • wanda: hnn
  • steve:
  • steve: what'd you say??
  • wanda: don't say it again
  • scott: i said you two need to bone
  • steve: hOW DaAAAree you scott lang i am your caPTAIN (BONE!!) whathappensinmybedroomlangis n o n e o f y o u r businesS (BOOooOoNe?!!?) don't e v e r speak to me like thatAgAin
Exo reactions when another member flirts with you

*I do not own any gifs, k?*

Y/N= your name

Baekhyun: “Could you not? Thanks.”

Chanyeol: *watches, judging them until you leave and he goes over to them*

“Don’t do that again, got it?”

Chen: *the member is so bad at flirting and starts annoying them*

“Boring! You should try harder!”

D.O.: *starts planning the members murder*

/satansoo activated/

Kai: *keeps an eye on the member the whole time*

Kris:*starts to gets visibly pissed*

“Whatever. It’s not like Y/N would ever date you.”

Lay: *not sure what to say to do so just sits back and does nothing*

Luhan: “Yeah… No. Stop now.”

Sehun:*stares at the other member and whispers*

“I want to beat you in the face with a frying pan so badly right now.”

Suho: *thinks the other member is joking but starts to get really jealous*

Tao:*starts to get angry*

“Why do you all do this? You know Y/N doesn’t like you.”

Xiumin:*is amused by the other members flirting*

“What did you just say? That was the lamest pick-up line ever.”

If you have a request for a reaction, feel free to let me know.

Weekend Adventures

After about another hour of travel you finally pull up to your destination.

“Oh my gosh, Justin.” You say unbuckling your seat belt and jumping out of the car before it even came to a full stop.


“Babe are you sure it said left?” Justin asks nervously biting his lip.

“Justin we we’re both here, that’s exactly what the GPS told us” You say in defeated.

You and Justin have been in the car since 8 that morning, it was now just after 2 in the afternoon.

Pulling over to the side of the road Justin sighed.

“Well I think we’re lost.” He says throwing a disappointing smile in your direction before sighing once again and throwing his head back.

After a long pause Justin finally speaks. “This was suppose to be fun and I messed it up.”

Frowning you look over to Justin. “No no baby, it’s okay. It’s not your fault the GPS doesn’t know what it’s doing.” You giggle. “Besides there’s no one else I’d rather be lost with.” You smile.

Smiling back in your direction Justin leans over kissing you on the cheek.

“What if we turn around, get back on the high way and then go from there.” You suggest.

Justin nodes his head “Good idea.” He says unbuckling his seat belt and opening his door.

“Where are you going.” You ask with a confused look on your face.

“We’ve been in the car for over six hours. I need to pee and unless you see a McDonald’s or a gas station anywhere I’m gonna go pee on that tree.” Justin says pointing to a tree not far away.

You role your eyes and laugh sitting back in your seat.

Shortly after Justin gets back in the car.

“So where exactly are we going anyways?” You ask once your car finally reaches the highway again.

“I could tell you, but that would defeat the purpose of a surprise.” He explains looking over his shoulder to switch lanes. 

After about another hour of travel you finally pull up to your destination.

“Oh my gosh, Justin.” You say unbuckling your seat belt and jumping out of the car before it even came to a full stop.

The surprise location turned out to be a playground. However, this was not just any pay ground. You and Justin had shared many memories together here.

“That’s the slide I fell off and broke my arm.” You laugh pointing to the big red slide. 

Taking your hand Justin walks you over to the bench not far so you could both sit.

“And those are the swing we we’re sitting on when you kissed me for the first time.” You reminisce.

“Oh wow!” Justin says laughing. “We were five. I was such a player.”

“That’s the table we used to have our family picnics at every year.” You say pointing to the tables.

“I still remember the first one I went to.” Justin says. “Your uncle hated me.” You both laugh.

“That’s the tree we were sitting in when you asked me to be your girlfriend.” You smile.

“And this is the bench you were sitting on when I asked you to marry me.” Justin says getting down on one knee.

“Oh my gosh!” You say softly covering your mouth. 

After finally taking in the moment you quickly node your head yes leaning over to kiss your new fiancé.

Justin places the ring on your hand very carefully with his shaky hands.

“I love you so much.” He finally says in relief.

“I love you too.” You smile looking down at the ring.

Authors notes.

This was really fun to write and it went in a completely different direction than expected. Hope you like it :) 

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hi everyone! soo this is kinda late but I thought I might do a follow forever for all my mutuals since it’s the start of the year 

2016 was.. an eventful year to say the least… Some of you might know my old blog that I had for like 3 years got deleted in august and I had to start again which was greaattt ._. but thankfully I got quite a few followers back and also made new friends which is cool :)

thanks guys much love to you all <3 here’s to a better 2017!!


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fic: this is the golden age (of something good and right and real) 

summary: immortals!au in which they fall in love in 1961, fall apart in 1965, and fall again in 2015. 

word count: 10.1k

warnings: the usual swearing/sex, vague descriptions of PTSD, somewhat detailed descriptions of war violence, implied character death 

a/n: WHAT?!?!?!? CALISTA WROTE A ONE SHOT?!?! SAY IT AIN’T SO!! as always s/o to the other half of team sugar spice and everything nice, megan slimeboyhowell for cheering me on and letting me headcanon abt hot Marine phil at odd hours of the morning <33 i was gonna make a playlist for this but nobody ever listens to those, so i come bearing two wonderful songs for u to listen to that remind me of this fic: the song from the title, state of grace (acoustic) by taylor swift + forever and ever amen by the drums

They’re unabashedly in love in the biting New York frost of the winter of 1964, one month before Phil leaves for Vietnam.

Dan is twenty-three and already established as a photographer at The New York Post; Phil teaches English and Art History to thirteen and fourteen year olds at Astor Country Day on the Upper East Side. Their apartment (their, their, their, he loves reminding himself of the sharedness, even now) in the Village is cluttered with scattered mementos of their three years together, photographs framing bare skin, cheap photo booth strips, notes signed with hesitant x’s and drenched in cologne, brochures from the Van Gogh exhibition at the MoMA from the year before. It’s big enough for the two of them to hole themselves in from the tenacious hum of the city below, to hide them from eyes that linger too long on their clasped hands and twin smiles, to last on artist salaries.

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Look I’m Team Acceptance but occasionally when I see dumb ass fuck antis still try to go “LOLZ Beth brain was blown out her head. She’s dead.” I want to roll my eyes so damn hard they end up correcting themselves back to 20/20 vision.

Like no asshats, Beth can come back alive because it’s called a) Real Life because it has happened to many real human beings in the real world and B) which is the big one so I’m gonna slowly spell it out for you:  F.I.C.T.I.O.N meaning the writer can have it be that Jesus himself came down from the heavens above, placed his hand upon Beth’s head and cured her with a touch because that’s how he’s gonna have Beth Greene survive. 

So I say to any Team Delusional members, when anti comes to your inbox to start this boring repetitive shit argument again, you link them to this video (originally from YT channel Game Theory) leave it at that, and make them those anti’s look like the dumb dipshits they are.


KITTY: here, read [the letter]. this is from my mother. can you see what she says? I’m dead to her. she says I’ll never see my daughter again. there are people who won’t get back any part of their sons, and their brothers, and their husbands. they won’t get back anything from the life before. but you have children. you have a home. you have so much more than most. you’re wanted, you’re needed. everything is n o t  o v e r.

Songs for a Megamind Playlist?

Which songs are in your playlist - aside from the ones Original Soundtrack: 

  • George Thorogood and The Destroyers -  Bad to the Bone
  • Elvis Presley - A Little Less Conversation
  • AC/DC - Highway to Hell
  • Ozzy Osbourne - Crazy Train
  • Electric Light Orchestra - Mr. Blue Sky
  • AC/DC - Back in Black 
  • Guns N’ Roses - Welcome to the Jungle
  • Michael Jackson - Bad

I need more things to listen to and work on a good public playlist on Google Play Music for Megamind fans. 

Songs I refuse to add or so fight me -

Songs I added so far:

Skybox - Silly Things People Say 
Dr Horrible’s Sing-Along Blog - EVERYTHING

You can find the link HERE in case you have Google Play Music, too.