can you come over

All professional sports have their own video games, right? That means that eventually an Exy video game will come out.(probably for the X-box because they have the best games). Anyway can you imagine Matt coming over with the game and forcing an aggravated Neil because none of it makes sense. “If I shot from here it would totally make it!” Then Neil and Matt start going through the stats of all of the players and Matt ’ s just radiating when he sees how awesome his stats are and Neil is just “Look, Andrews the best goalie in the whole game!”

anonymous asked:

So fallen angel!wife!Reader shedding her feather to grow new ones in but she's becomes like a human female on their period, just minus the mad moments.

Lucifer: Unlike human females, you didn’t bleed nor did shedding happen every month. But when it did, you hated it. The sight of the feathers falling always caused you to freak out and today was no exception.  At this rate you didn’t want to leave the bedroom, actually, you couldn’t even leave Lux. During shedding, it’s impossible to make the wings disappear or keep them hidden.

“Luci,” You cry out, peeking your head around the corner. Mazikeen and Lucifer were at the penthouse bar, waiting for the queen to come down. “C-can you come here?”

“Are you alright love?” The devil asks, getting worried over your behavior.  

“Just please come to the bedroom.” You mutter going back to the shared chambers.

“I wonder what that’s going to be about.” Mazikeen states, giving her master a look. Lucifer gave a small shrug before following his wife.

“What is it-” He begins when entering the room but stops when seeing your wings out and some feathers laying on the ground and bed. “Your shedding aren’t you?” His wife gives a small nod.

“Will you stay home with me today? I get lonely when you leave.” You huff, looking down in embarrassment. His lips connected with your forehead.

“Anything for you love.”

anyone who doesn’t like the another man shoot straight up I will send you my address so you can come over and I can beat the shit out of you on my front lawn this is so extra but I don’t hate time for these hating ass bitches

Children. They were teaching children

Rowena, Godric, Salazar; they tended to forget that. They saw young minds, young acolytes - eyes that would look up to them. Not innocence. Not childish wonder.

Toughen them, said Godric.

Make them smart, said Rowena.

And ambitious, above all, said Salazar.

But war and the real world; that was not where children belonged. Aye, they would belong one day, but it was not their part to turn them cruel, make them hard, make their eyes dart sideways always looking for ways to twist the world to further their own ends. They were to protect them. Shield them from the worst so that some good, some kindness would find its way into an ever darkening world. To give them weapons and teach them how to use them, but never tell them that those weapons were their only hope.

She’d seen in all the battles she’d rode out to just how dark the world could be. Was it not their duty to bring light into this world? To fight darkness with light; not with more darkness - with divisiveness and strife and hatred?

I will take them all, she said. 

I will protect the ones you will not. I will save them. I will give them a home. They will be the last rays of all that is good in this world. I will teach them kindness. I will teach them loyalty. I will teach them selflessness.

I will teach them how to be the backbone, the heart of this world. I will teach them how to stand steadfast, when all hope is lost. 

I will teach them how to be human, to be more than just one single word.

No, she knew, theirs would not be an easy path, or a glorious one. They would have no songs. No great tales in books. No laurels. No consolation, no thanks.

But they would be the reason why, when the darkness finally came, all of them in all their different colours would stand shoulder to shoulder and draw their wands as brothers in arms.

Not for achievements. Not for trophies. Not for power.

For goodness. For hope.

And when the time came for them to choose the words that would forever guide the children that would come to them, Helga smiled and engraved, upon a bronze plaque, these words:

Draco dormiens nunquam titillandus.

(But her students remembered a very different set of words. Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.)

(Helga Hufflepuff requested by boney-eyes-jefferson)

About ships

Boy and Girl: *blush at each other*

People: it’s canon.

Two boys: *blush at each other, hug, think about each other all day, hold hands, stare at each other lovingly, dream about each other, share lots of intimate affectionate moments*

People: look at those bros! Such strong friendship!

People: *brush hands with friends of the same gender* no homo!


♡(人⸝⸝⸝ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ◡ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀⸝⸝⸝)♡ heartthrob song minho ♡(⸝⸝⸝ᵒ̴̶̷̥́ ◡ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥̀⸝⸝⸝人)


and Seunghyun’s endless struggle to make an actually funny joke continues… (x)

when the novel gets an anime adaptation and then a manga so you can get wrecked by varying levels of pain when half of your otp leaves the other with a kiss and a promise of a reunion that still hasn’t come

Okay, but Helena crouching down as she embraces Sarah. Helena actively making herself smaller, making herself less threatening. Helena tucking her head beneath Sarah’s chin, turning Sarah–zip-tied, damaged, trembling Sarah–into the foundation, turning Sarah into a pillar of strength against which she huddles. Helena, understanding on some inherent level that Sarah is petrified, and seeking comfort against the racing thrum of her heart–but understanding, on some inherent level, that Sarah needs some power back, and giving it as willingly as she once pressed her head to the muzzle of Sarah’s gun. 


Tentoo + Rose Tyler + Protecting