can you come back now please

you know what i love? established apocalypse aesthetics

  • leaves and flowers and trees growing out of abandoned houses and cars, smashing glass windows, invading and reclaiming the spaces humanity took from them
  • warning scrawled hastily on the sides of buildings in spraypaint or in blood; don’t come here, it’s not safe. turn away, go back. we died here. you will too.
  • notes and messages scattered across the world, addressed to people who never saw them or never lived to reply to them. rachel, we’re alive. david, don’t look for us. amy, dad got bit, please come home, we need you. kim, i love you. 
  • people broken into tiny groups. society shattered. they are past the anger, past denial, past trying to fix any of it. now there is only begrudging acceptance, and the knowledge that nothing is ever going to get better. the only thing they can do is survive.
  • a skeleton lying at the foot of a tree, flowers blooming in its ribcage. a bloodstained note in its front pocket. ‘sorry, mom’. travelers see it and barely spare a thought; such things are commonplace.
  • roaming packs of dogs and cats still wearing their collars, centuries of domestication breaking down under the need to live and to keep living
  • families born of blood and sacrifice. trading stories over campfires about who they used to be, who they might have been, what they could have become if none of this ever happened. looks of understanding when someone loses a sister, a brother, a father. it happened to me, too.
  • abandoned bedrooms combed over for supplies, but the faded posters still hanging on the walls and the useless knickknacks on the shelves tell the stories of the people who lived there years ago
  • moss covering television sets, water lapping up into backyards, tree limbs shooting up through collapsed roofs, evidence of humanity being eroded one day at a time

Hey all! It’s been awhile, but I’ve been working on a personal project (an art book)! Hopefully it’ll be finished by the spring or, at least, the summer time but I’ll definitely share things once it’s close to completion! 

On that note though, with the new episodes coming out I’m getting back to working on more SU prints! Now that Blue Diamond has been introduced, I can finally start making ones of the Diamonds (mainly because I don’t think we’re going to see Pink anytime soon and no one even mentions White, what’s up with that?)! Holly Blue Agate will also be added too, so please look forward to her and Yellow coming soon!

Hope you like! <3

you wanna talk about stress? you wanna talk about STRESS? i’ve just stumbled onto a major company conspiracy, mac. how’s that for stress? this company is being bled like a stuck pig, mac, and i got a paper trail to prove it. check this out. take a look at this. that right there is the mail, now, let’s talk about the mail. can we talk about the mail? please, mac? i’ve been dying to talk about the mail with you all day, okay? pepe silvia. this name keeps coming up over and over again. every day, pepe’s mail is getting sent back to me. i look in the mail. this whole BOX is pepe silvia. so i say to myself, i gotta find this guy. i gotta go up to his office. i gotta put the guy’s mail in the guy’s god damn hands, otherwise he’s never gonna get it. it’s gonna keep coming back down here. so i go up to pepe’s office, and what. do. i. find. out? what do i find out? there is no pepe silvia. the man does not exist. so i decide, ohhh shit, buddy, i gotta dig a little deeper. there’s no pepe silvia? you gotta be kidding me! i got BOXES full of pepe! all right, so i start marching my way down to carol in HR, and i knock on her door and i say CAAAAAAAAAROL, CAAAAAAAAROL, i gotta talk to you about pepe! and when i open the door, what do i find? there’s not a single goddamn desk in that office there is. no. carol. in. h. r. mac, half the employees in this building have been made up. this office is a goddamn ghost town.

  • me: yeah, im disabled. i have this really bad illness where-
  • someone: wait, youre disabled?
  • me: ....yeah, my illness can be really awful, to the point where i-
  • someone: im just surprised cause
  • me: oh no
  • someone: ya know
  • me: no no no come on man stop
  • someone: you dont
  • me: stop, turn back now dont say it dont fucking say it
  • someone: look
  • me: ...dont please
  • someone: like youre disabled.
  • me: .... oh fuck my guy you just had to say that dumb shit, do you even know what the fuck you just did?!
We all have that one person we’d stay up late for. Only them. Why? Because they’re the only person who can make you smile through a text. The only person who gives you genuine butterflies. The only person you’d lose sleep for.
—  And now you’re gone
Even MORE Sportarobbie Headcanons

My self control and impulse control left for the war and still haven’t returned. I’m waiting for the letter that says they just ain’t coming back.


•Sportacus pulls his hat down over his eyes when he’s flustered and just laughs nervously before running off

•The first time Robbie found this out, Robbie had gone full on flirt mode with him and the poor boy just bolted
•Robbie now slowly hugs Sport while flirting and when he tries to run, he can’t cause he’s TRAPPED IN ARMS OF LOVE
•"Oh my gosh, Robbie please, let me go!“
•"You aren’t going anywhere! I’ve been thinking up these lines all day!”
———
•Robbie learns languages very quickly, due to some of his disguises needing him to speak a different language to be convincing

•Sportacus yells “HANDSOME!” in Icelandic and he goes to tell Robbie what it means and Robbie just says:
•"Right back at ya, hot stuff.“ in the same language without even looking from what he’s doing
•Sportacus is surprised and Robbie takes this moment to say “I love you” in every language he knows, starting with English and ending with Icelandic
•Nobody can find Sportacus for the rest of the day because he’s in his airship, dying on his bed under his blanket
———
•Robbie changes all the mean nicknames he had for Sport to sweet things

•"Sportadork.“ "YOUR Sportadork!”
•"Sportacutie.“
•"Sportahandsome.”
•"Sportagorgeous.“
•"Hello there, Sportalicious!” “ROBBIE!”
•Sportacus only calls Robbie “Robbie”, but it’s because he really likes his name. It’s simply and rolls off of his tongue easily.
———
•Even though he can jump high, there are just some things that Sportacus can’t reach.

•"Robbie, lean down, I want a kiss.“/"No, I’m busy.”/“Robbie. Robbie, lean down and gimme a kiss. Robbie. Robbie! ROBBIE I WILL CLIMB YOU LIKE A TREE GIVE ME A KISS!”

•"Robbie, I can’t reach the top cabinet. Come get me a sportscandy.“/"Jump for it. You’ll make it.”/“But I’ll break it if I grab it!”/“Then I guess you aren’t getting any sportscandy.”/“ROBBIE!”

•"Give me my hat back.“/"Jump for it. Or am I too tall for you?”/“no, I just don’t want to hurt you.”/*Robbie holds the hat higher over his head./“Robbie.” *small hop* “Robbie!” *slightly larger hop* “Robbie, give me-GIVE ME MY HAT BACK!”
———
•Robbie enters the ship while Sportacus is there and the ship automatically starts playing “Careless Whisper.” Nobody knows why.
———
•Sportacus can not, for the life of him, tell the difference between real and candy fruit, even when it’s PAINFULLY obvious

•"Oh, a sportscandy!“/"spoRTACUS WAIT NO-!”
•He can tell the difference between candy corn and real corn though
•"Robbie, if you every candy corn in this house, I will suplex your cake marker into the pavement without a second thought.“
———
•Robbie wraps his arms around Sport from behind and leans down to his ear, kissing it a little, and the elf expects a loving chant
•But Robbie just:
•"Eat all the frosted wheat thins again and we are through.”

Emotional Wreckage, One Line at a Time™
  • “Rubbish. We become rubbish.”
  • “Look. Look at me. Come wake me up. For still here I be.”
  • “I’ll never leave you again.”
  • “Can anybody be happy if they aren’t free?”
  • “There’s a beast running wild no question. But I fear the wrong monster’s released.”
  • “Because he loves her.”
  • “Let’s go home.”
  • “We’re together now, its going to be fine.”
  • “So much for true love.”
  • “Lumière, my friend. It was an honour to serve with you.”
  • “I set her free. I’m sorry I couldn’t do the same for all of you.”
  • “The outside world has no place for a creature like me.”
  • “Come back! Please don’t leave me. I love you.”
  • “It’s foolish I suppose, that a creature like me might one day earn your affection.”
  • “I can feel a change in me. I’m stronger now but still not free.”
  • “It’s as if I’m seeing it for the first time.”
  • “I am not a beast!”
  • “Easy to remember, harder to move on. Knowing the Paris of my childhood is gone.”
  • “It’s dangerous” // “Yes it is.”
  • “Keep it with you, then you’ll always have a way to look back at me.”
  • “He’s not a monster Gaston, you are!”
  • “Why are we not human?” // “Because she doesn’t love him.”
  • “When the master lost his mother and his cruel father took that sweet lad and twisted him up to be just like him… We did nothing.”

Finally, Evermore in its entirety, but especially:

She will still torment me, calm me, hurt me, move me, come what may. Wasting in my lonely tower. Waiting by an open door. I’ll fool myself, she’ll walk right in. And be with me forevermore.

Last Game Summary *MAJOR SPOILERS*

MAJOR SPOILERS! If you don’t want to be spoiled about Last Game just don’t read this. Also, for those who are gonna spazz and post about the summary PLEASE DON’T SPOIL FOR OTHERS WHO DON’T WISH TO BE SPOILED. (There are people trust me). If you are gonna post about Last Game please use the hashtag #last game spoilers so people can block it. Thank you.

The show I went to had the liveviewing for the seiyuu greetings as well so I’ll write a bit of that after this.

Now if you want to be spoiled, please continue!!

Keep reading

Kissing tropes that are giving me life right now

- when A grabs the B’s face and says “please - please” before devouring B’s mouth without waiting for a response

-  pulling back just for a second to try to regain control before realizing they don’t want to be in control and diving back in

- person A missing the first time they lean in and just catching the corner of B’s mouth and waaaaaaaaaiting for B to come in and fix it

- tender eyelid and nose kisses before finally sealing the deal.

- that moment where the world just stops and A stares into B’s eyes and they know they shouldn’t, but they kiss anyway

- having to lean against each other when they pull back because the world is spinning and they just. cannot. breathe. yet.

- person A realizing that they were just kind of joking when they kissed B but then holy shit do they ever get sucked into it and when A finally pulls back they are absolutely stunned by B

- foreheads pressed into each others, sharing breath, until they dive back in for more because they thought they were done but they so were not.

- that ‘oh hell is this actually happening?’ moment before it actually happens.

- the desperate pant/groan of surrender when either party knows that they are sooooooo done

FT COUPLES (CRAVING DURING PREGNANCY)

Nalu:

Lucy: Natsu, I want to eat something.

Natsu: Okay, okay. I’ll be back.

After a couple of minutes…

Lucy: Uuh. Natsu, I know I eat a lot now, but I can’t eat this much!

Natsu: Well, I guess I craved some too. Hehe.


Gruvia:

Juvia: Gray-sama, can you please buy me ice cream?

Gray: Okay.

Comes back with all the flavors available

Gray: You didn’t mentioned the flavor you like, so I bought all flavors.


Gajevy:

Levy: Gajeel, I’m hungry. Can you get me something to eat?

Gajeel: Yeah yeah.

Comes back with a bowl of iron


Jerza:

Jellal: Honey, you need to eat fruits and vegetables too. Too much cake is unhealthy.


Miraxus:

Mira: Laxus, can you buy me the biscuits that I like?

Laxus: But that’s like, two streets away!

Mira activates Satan Soul

Laxus: Shit! Fine! Stop transforming, geez! It’s bad for the both of you, you know? God, Mira!

Well, Shit. (A Voltron Fanficiton)

You remember when I said I can’t write fanficiton for shit? Well here we go! My best attempt! If you like it please let me know! I’m working on Chapter 2! Takes place after season 2, after finding Shiro (because Shiro will come back I will not accept anything else omg). 

CHAPTER 2 IS NOW HERE: http://violaswimmer.tumblr.com/post/156953215941/well-shit-a-voltron-fanficiton-chapter-2

AND SO IS CHAPTER 3:

http://violaswimmer.tumblr.com/post/157047198811/well-shit-a-voltron-fanfiction-chapter-3

ALSO CHAPTER 4:

http://violaswimmer.tumblr.com/post/157157013206/well-shit-a-voltron-fanfiction-chapter-4

AND CHAPTER 5:

http://violaswimmer.tumblr.com/post/157254073496/well-shit-a-voltron-fanfiction-chapter-5

AND CHAPTER 6:

http://violaswimmer.tumblr.com/post/157296304031/well-shit-a-voltron-fanfiction-chapter-6

AND CHAPTER 7!

http://violaswimmer.tumblr.com/post/157378879001/well-shit-a-voltron-fanfiction-chapter-7

CHAPTER 8:

http://violaswimmer.tumblr.com/post/157547824756/well-shit-a-voltron-fanfiction-chapter-8

CHAPTER 9:

http://violaswimmer.tumblr.com/post/157710839871/well-shit-a-voltron-fanfiction-chapter-9

CHAPTER 10:

http://violaswimmer.tumblr.com/post/157841715481/well-shit-a-voltron-fanficition-chapter-10

ALSO YOU CAN READ THE WHOLE SERIES ON ARCHIVE OF OUR OWN: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10025633

Lance and the Voltron Team go on a mission that goes horribly wrong. Lance is left behind to be interrogated by the mysterious Galra Prince Lotor. The team must rush to get him back at all costs. 


Chapter 1: Well, Great.

Lance awoke to the same face he had been seeing for a while now. That’s the thing about space, it’s hard to tell the time. But this Prince Lotor guy was making it even harder since he didn’t let Lance sleep more than an hour at a time, well he hoped it was an hour.

Team Voltron had been floating across the galaxy and found a distress beacon from a nearby planet. When they landed Allura asked the people what was wrong since they seemed pretty peachy for apparently being under distress. They lead the Voltron team to these large trees, like huge, way bigger than Earth’s trees. They entered a kind of makeshift elevator and when they reached the top they saw the problem.

A huge Galra ship hanging in the sky above them. No movement, nothing firing, just sitting there in the atmosphere above the planet. Obviously the people had panicked, sounded the distress beacon but the ship hadn’t done anything for a full week. The ship was making the people nervous so they left the beacon on hoping someone would come help them.

It was weird. Really weird. So of course they had to check it out. Team Voltron. Wooh. Anyway so eventually they went back to the castle. Allura and Coran did every scan they thought of and well they found no signs of life. Also weird. But they couldn’t destroy the ship, not from the castle. The shields were still up and they had to be disabled. So someone, namely Pidge had to get on the ship, disable the shield and get out so the castle could blast it out of the sky. Simple.

First of all Lance was the only one to think that maybe this wasn’t a great idea. Everyone else was convinced the scans worked, that no one was on the ship. Of course they went in still on alert but you know, things never go well for the paladin in blue. So Pidge was escorted by Lance and Keith while Hunk and Shiro waited with the castle just in case.

They entered the ship no problem. Not a big deal. Even got to the control panel without a hitch. But as soon as Pidge so much as touched the console things went to shit, real quick. When Pidge touched the console it set off some sort of alarm, out of nowhere Lance heard guards gathering outside the control room door. He and Keith readied their bayards then the comms went nuts. Shiro, Hunk and the castle had been surrounded by a Galra fleet. There was no escape. It had been a trap.

So Lance made a decision and a dangerous one. Without thinking he grabbed Keith and Pidge by the back of their uniforms and threw them over the edge of the control board, down a long drop where a vent lead to the outside of the ship. Pidge made a surprise squeak with Keith yelling Lance’s name. Lance turned and began to fire on the Galra soldiers. He knew what he had to do.

“I’m gonna blow the ship. Get as far away as you can, wormhole out if you have to!” He shouted over the comms.

There was muffled sounds of protest from Shiro and Hunk before the comms went dead completely. Great now they couldn’t communicate. The guards were piling through the door like mice escaping a hole. He had to hope that by now Pidge and Keith had made it far enough away, he couldn’t hold them any longer. So he turned his back, taking what cover he could from the tons of fire. He aimed at the crystal in front of him. He needed to break it. So he looked where he could fire. Where the crystal attached, he’s sure he can hit it. He aims, a shot from one of the guards hits him in the shoulder. Doesn’t matter. He breathes and fires. The shot hit sure and true and the crystal began to crack, sparks coming from it. Lance jumped into the cavern, going down the shaft to the vent. The crystal explodes.


Lance can’t hear anything, the explosion must have blown an ear drum. His back feels hot, spinning out of control into open air, jet pack not functioning. Great. Blue isn’t near enough to get to him. He had no idea how the castle was if everyone was okay. But the g-forces were causing his head to spin and he began to lose consciousness. His last thought was, I hope everyone gets out okay. Lance’s vision goes black as he continues to tumble towards the planet’s surface.


Everyone sees it, they hear it too. Keith and Pidge managed to get back to the castle in one piece right before the whole ship goes up. The explosion would have been spectacular if it wasn’t so frightening. Hunk and Shiro stopped fight just of a moment in sheer horror as the whole ship explodes. Lance was on that ship.

But the explosion works. The fleet takes damage, the explosion bigger than usual since they were fighting in the atmosphere rather than space. It takes out several ships. They have a chance to escape.

But everyone is frozen. Until they see it. A tiny figure tail spinning out of control in a blue and white suit.

“Lance!” Shiro shouts, trying to get to him before he hits the surface. But enemies were replacing the destroyed ones and he couldn’t get there in time.

Suddenly the ship that had hung back for the entire battle did something none of them expected. It sent out a beam of purple light and shined it on Lance’s out of control form. Lance’s body went limp, still and then slowly began to drag him toward the Galra ship.

Keith yelled, “They’re taking him!”

“We have to get him!” Pidge insisted. She hated the way he was limp, was he unconscious or worse?

They rushed to go get their lions. But Allura’s voice stopped them.

“YOU CANNOT!” She shouted.

Everyone paused even Shiro and Hunk who were still fighting outside the castle but they heard it over the comms. They had never heard Allura scream like that.

“We must wormhole out, we cannot win this fight.” She said this time barely a whisper.

There was a stunned silence before Keith of all people shouted.

“That’s LANCE out there! He just risked his life to give us a chance! We can’t abandon him!” Keith said, outraged.

Allura took in a breath.

“That is exactly why we need to go. Now. Lance bought us time. We can’t waste it.” She turned to them, tears in her eyes. Keith’s rage quickly melted.

“We will come back for him. We will find him and bring him home. However we need to be alive to do that. I’m certain we would not survive an assault on that ship. We must leave. Now.” Allura said tears streaking down her cheeks.

She wiped them the best she could and went to the comms telling Hunk and Shiro to come back. They were going to wormhole out. Reluctantly they came back, looking pale and worried. The ship made the wormhole, leaving the Galra and Lance behind.


Lance’s head felt heavy. His back felt worse, dry and stinging. He was being suspended against a wall. Arms, legs and torso bound by heavy thick clamps on the walls. Everything hurt. He slowly raised his head, moving it seemed to make it worse but he needed to see where he was. He knew he wasn’t in the castle but where exactly was he?

He blinked his eyes. Realizing quickly that one was having trouble seeing, which is a great thing to add to his ever growing list of problems. The room was dark with metal floors, walls and ceiling. Purple lights lined the walls in a linear pattern. He recognized that purple anywhere. He was on a Galra ship. Great.

He spent time looking over his injuries. He took a shot to the shoulder, he remembered that. But the rest must have been from the explosion or the free fall. His back was burnt, realizing the sensation. His left eye couldn’t see very well, vision was dark and tinted red. He could feel a cut over his eyebrow pulsing and swollen. His jaw felt fat and burned. The clamps were holding him to the wall a bit too tight and it seemed hard to draw a good breath. What a mess.

Soon the door flew open, showering the room in purple light. A tall man stepped in, long white hair and purple skin. Yellow almost glowing eyes looked at Lance with an interest that made his skin crawl. He was wearing armor, fancy armor. This guy was definitely in charge. Lance smirked, confidence couldn’t fail him now.

“Who are you? Zarkon’s replacement?” Lance asked, smug

The man took a moment and smiled.

“Yes, something like that.” He confirmed.

Lance was a little stunned, he honestly hadn’t expected him to answer.

“What, really?!” Lance asked, shocked.

The man smiled.

“My name is Prince Lotor, I am Zarkon’s son.” He took a step forward, examining Lance a little closer.

Once satisfied with being a creep he backed off.

”I must inform you that your fellow paladins have abandoned you.” Lotor said.

Lance breathed a small breath of relief. So they did get out. Good. That’s good, Lance thought although he couldn’t help the lump forming in his throat.

“Oh don’t worry, they’ll be back.” Lance said confidently.

Well he hoped anyway. Lotor paused and smile kept on his face.

“If that’s the case, how about we get started?”

Lance swallowed the lump was getting bigger. Two guards from the hallway came through the door.

“Bring it big ears.” Lance smirked.

Lotor’s face didn’t change, not even a twitch of anger. Now that Lance could see him up close, for a Galra he was pretty handsome. Nice hair. Although he seemed not all Galra. Lance wasn’t sure how he knew that but something about him read a little more of something else.

Lotor took a step closer, the guards following him closely as a flood of more people came into the room. Druids, that’s what their called. Cloaked with masks but the creepy witch lady wasn’t there which was a relief. But they shuffled in with metal floating boxes and began to take out what Lance had to guess was torture devices which wasn’t so great.

Lotor began to talk.

“You are the blue paladin of Voltron, riding the blue lion which also is a leg of Voltron. You were injured due to the explosion on the false ship over the planet of Neva. You escaped through a vent but the explosion was rather close to you. You were sent into the atmosphere were the gravity forced you unconscious. Our ship rescued you before you hit the planet. Once on board we treated some of your wounds so you did not die. But we left the majority that were not life threatening. Once you were brought aboard our ship the rest of the paladins used the explosion to escape us via wormhole.” Lotor smiled.

“This is the information we know. You see Zarkon was not one to share information with others. He unfortunately did not leave me any information about Voltron or its paladins. So I must gather the information myself.” He paused as a druid handed him something small and metallic.

The lump in Lance’s throat was growing bigger. He wanted to go home. He was scared. Terrified. But somewhere in the back of his mind which was flooded with terror rose something else. He remembered he protected the team. They were fine and were going to live for another day. Something in Lance clicked in place like a gear in his body was replaced with something stronger.

It didn’t matter. What happened to him didn’t matter. He must do everything he can to keep everyone safe. His emotions became steel and the breath that had been coming too quickly slowed. The fear was still there but that was natural the rest was made of unmoving steel.

Lance looked at Lotor his eyes narrowing and smirk plastered all over his face. He was not afraid.

“Why don’t you just get started then? Quit the chatter.” Lance snarled.

Lotor paused and blinked momentarily surprised. But then his smile grew across his face.

“Oh. I will have fun breaking you.”

So quick. Lance didn’t even register as Lotor took the small metal object and shoved it through Lance’s hand. Lance screamed.

Spring Cleaning

Ginny: Harry’s cleaning out the attic. Would you mind running up and helping him sort through everything? At the rate he’s going it’s going to take him all night.

Teddy: *glances up from where he and Albus are snickering at the counter* Sure thing Auntie G. 

Albus: *whispers* Sucker. 

Ginny: Now wipe that smirk off your face. 

Albus: *grin falters* 

Teddy: *smirks and slaps Albus on the back* Have fun. 

*Teddy takes the stairs two at a time and plops down next to Harry* 

Harry: Merlin.

Teddy: *grins* Auntie G asked me to come help. 

Harry: Ah, gotcha… thanks Teddy. *smiles* You can start over there. *gestures* Old books or photos, toss in that pile. Clothes, over here… *pales* … Er… If you find anything that looks dangerous… please refrain from touching it. 

Teddy: *grins* Got it. 

*One hour and a lot of sorting later* 

Teddy: What’s that…? *pulls something out from a pile of robes* 

Harry: *breath catches* 

Harry: I forgot I had that… 

Teddy: *grins* It’s nice. Kinda retro. 

Harry: You like it?

Teddy: … Yeah. Can I-?

FIN

  • Jaehee: Okay, now you all be quiet! V's on the phone and-
  • MC: Hi V~
  • 707: Oh, oh, yes! Oh yeah, right there! Right there! Yes! Yes!
  • Yoosung: Jaehee, please come back to the bed!
  • Zen: Jaehee, put your skirt back on!
  • Saeran: Maybe I should cook some meth.
  • Jumin: [moans]
  • Jaehee: ... Why.
Saying goodbye to Garrus before running to the beam

i can do this it’s going to be fine

“Shepard, I guess this is…” “Just like old times?”

hahahah hoo boy alright

“Might be the last chance we get to say that.”

oh no

“Maybe we’ll find out what a turian-human baby looks like”

oh my god no

“Not sure if turnian heaven is the same as yours…meet me at the bar”

no no no please just end me now

“There’s no Shepard without Vakarian”

my entire life was a mistake

“Come back alive. It would be an awfully empty galaxy without you.”

afghngffgjmngfmkdngshjgis,doskfp

“If I’m in that bar and you’re not, i’ll be looking down. You’ll never be alone.”

AAAAAAAAAAAAA̦̳͈ͧA̞͈̍̍ͤͥA̸͛ͦ̋͊̈́̊̄A̸͎̭̲̻ͪȂ̢̠͈͔͚̖̇̔ͤ̄͆̚Ǎ̴ͬͮA͕͍̜͒̊͌̓ͤ͜A̯͚̺̠̪̬͖͌̃̀ͨA̘̥̱͈͈̱ͪ͆͞ͅA͖͉͛ͤ̍ͯ̾A̴̺͙͂ͭ͋ͬA͉͂͛͒̅͐͗̂A̴͔Ă̧̮Ā͔͈̣͙͉A̳̥̻̾̎̿̽̀͒̚ͅA҉̱͔

“Never.”

*sound of my soul descending into hell*

Your god can’t help you now

Originally posted by thefacesofdeath

*GIF not mine, but let’s take a moment to thank his parents please”

Masterlist

Request: @yummyfanta

Hiya! Love your work as I’m completely obsessed with Vikings rn especially since the sons are in ;) May I request where reader is a saxon lady in Ecbert’s castle and she is engaged to maybe Alfred but she and Ivar become lovers while he is held prisoner? Maybe right at end Ivar comes back with his bros to claim back his woman? Thanks love :)

Yeah i know i just said i would change the plot and i probably will do, or you’ll get a new request if you wont to love! IM so sorry i messed up your request after you’ve been waiting for sooo long! :(( Anyhow im an indecisive little shit and decided to post it anyway. And don’t worry this will get a part two, because i simply loved the idea, but i wanted to wait until the last episode to make it more correct (if you guys can understand my bad explaining)! 

- And 1 last note for my fellow Hvitserk trashes out there, part 5 is right around the corner ;) i think

Warnings: The devil is working hard, but im working harder aka NSFW

Wordcount: 4.958 (and this is only part 1 omg)


I lifted the fork to my mouth, slipping the pice of meat of it. The tough consistency making it hard to chew it, so i let some of the sour wine aid me in swallowing it down. It was silent. Only the quiet steps of the servants and the harsh cutting from my husband-to-be. He was obnoxious, tense, always on guard now days - ever since the news of the pagans arrival. Myself had always thought the subject of these dangerously intriguing, hearing stories of their savage ways. The king had even told me stories about how they had several gods. But what i had liked most with them was how a woman was allowed such power. Such freedom. They where not enslaved and own by their men, something i’ve always dreamt of. 

But i wasn’t going to complain. I had more freedom than most women of my country had, thanks to my king - or my sister. Ever since she had gained the favor of king Ecbert, her life and mine had dramatically improved - but for how long?

The king was getting older each day and how knows how long it will be before my fiancee is crowned instead. And with his crowning as king, or freedom is sure to vanish once again. 

“Prince Aethelwulf! My prince!”

The loud outburst from one of is foot soldiers broke the silence, immediately catching my fiancee’s attention.

“What?” he answered impatiently. 

I felt myself growing more impatient by the second. With such hurry the shaken soldier had, it must be something important. 

“They’re here. The pagan king is here.”

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Trans cr: Kylie @ bts0726
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Whipped
  • <p> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b><p></b> <b>Namjoon, Yoongi, Taehyung and Jungkook:</b> *Sitting on the couch watching t.v*<p/><b>Jimin:</b> *walks in and sits on the floor in front of Tae and Kookie* Take my shoes off for me please! *wiggles feet*<p/><b>Kook and Tae:</b> Ugh, fine. *Takes off a shoe each*<p/><b>Jimin:</b> Thank you! love you~<p/><b>Namjoon and Yoongi:</b> *Shakes head* Yoongi:</b> He has you two wrapped around his tiny fingers!<p/><b>T&Jk:</b> 😅😒<p/><b>Hoseok:</b> *rushes in* Yooooongi Hyung~ Hobi has an itch, can you scratch?<p/><b>Yoongi:</b> Not now, busy<p/><b> Hoseok:</b>*pouts*<p/><b>Yoongi:</b> Awe, come here~ *scratches his back*<p/><b>T,Jk&Nj:</b> 😑😑😑<p/><b>Yoongi:</b> Can it, or ill murder you all.<p/><b>Namjoon:</b> *Gets up and prepares a cozy space on the love seat with pillows, popcorn and snatches the remote from Yoongi* I wasn't going to say anything, except mention how whipped you all are!<p/><b>Jin:</b> * walks in and makes himself comfortable on the loveseat* Thanks Babe 😘<p/><b>Namjoon:</b> No problem Jinnie 😍<p/><b>Everyone else:</b> 👀👀👀👀👀<p/><b>Namjoon:</b> What?<p/></p><p/></p><p/></p><p/></p>
Drunk on you

Summary: Dan and Phil are at a bar and Phil keeps dancing with people that aren’t Dan, he gets jealous.

Genre: Tiny bit of angst, smut. Friends to lovers.

Word count: 3,140

Warnings: alcohol

A/N: Thank you to @fanfictionbetas for betaing this for me!!

“Can I have another please?” Dan holds up his empty glass in front of the bar, hoping the server will notice him faster than all the people beside him.

He doesn’t have the decency to wait for his turn anymore, not when he’s this drunk, and not when he’s in this bad of a mood.

Since he had been stood by the bar for quite some time now, the server does prioritize him. He keeps buying, drinking, and buying more; the staff always prioritizes the ones that keep coming back for more. Someone mixes him another drink, one of the less expensive ones, but with more alcohol in.

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Seventeen Reaction || Coming Home And Seeing Their Girlfriend Topless In Front Of A Mirror, Holding Her Breasts And She Casually Asks Them If they Think Her Boobs Are uneven

(I apologize if I mix them up, I still have a problem with Wonwoo and Mingyu dammit)

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S.Coups

*Confused and startled by your naked boobage but tries to act cool and collected*
“T… they look good to me…”


Jeonghan

“I need to have a closer look, hold on”


Joshua

*Just stares forgetting what a Bible is for a second*
“They’re perfect”


Jun

“Wait a second, lemme see… Hmmm, yeah, I think that you’re nuts if you think I would notice anything other than the fact that your boobs are out”
*Savage much*


Hoshi

“I really can’t tell, now could you please put your shirt back on…?”


Wonwoo

“… Are you testing me?”


Woozi

“I don’t know! Don’t ask me that!”


DK

“OH MY GOD, I JUST GOT BACK, WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS”


Mingyu

“They look pretty even to me”


The8

“Oh… They’re good from where I stand”


Seungkwan

*Didn’t expect you to just stand there and plainly ask him such a question*
“You can’t be serious. I didn’t know we’re this far into our relationship, I wasn’t ready!”


Vernon

“You really want to know my opinion? They’re both nice and round and that’s just about all I notice”


Dino

“I’m too young to see that”


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anonymous asked:

Can you do one where y/n and Shawn get in a really big fight and things are said and they yell break up and then he leaves and they both cant sleep or something and Shawn comes back a few hours later just so tore up and crying and apologizing and then they have make up sex PLEASE 🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼

imma just do this one right here bc i have hella inspiration for it so here goes: 

loud .

Tonight was bad. You haven’t swept up the broken glass yet, nor the shards of your dinner plate that are now scattered across your kitchen floor. Those images of him throwing his water glass against the wall keep playing and playing, like some kind of broken record, and you feel that hole in your chest continue to get bigger and bigger until it isn’t a hole anymore: it’s a chasm. It’s a chasm that you’re tiptoeing around, testing your fate, and not really caring if you fall in because the sound of the front door slamming is on repeat too. 

Your eyes slip closed and a few more tears squeeze out between your lids. The dark is more forgiving than you thought it’d be. It doesn’t replay his words to you (”How could we ever think this would work? We’ll never work because you don’t want us to”), or the way his face crumbled right before he turned his back on you and left the apartment. It’s just black. 

Mercilessly, your body begins to drift off. It’s a miracle you can– it’s so loud in your brain right now. But as soon as you’re almost there, right on the cusp of descending into sleep, the front door opens, and the sound of wet, rain-soaked boots on hardwood jerks your eyes open. 

In the darkness, you see your bedroom door open and a boy of 6′3′’ walk in with his head down, hands crossed in front of him like he’s surrendering. You figure he toed off his boots at the front door because he’s just in socks as he climbs up on the bed and sniffs back tears as he collapses on the mattress, hands covering his eyes. “I’m…” he starts, shaking his head, “I’m so, so sorry.” 

okay here’s the beginning if you guys want more lemme know and i’ll finish it up sometime this week