dear god what

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matching simon and baz transparent circle thingies because i just finished carry on for the third time and i’m having a lot of feelings

feel free to use them as icons or whatever as long as you credit!

Travis: I put my hand on the glass. In like a “hey man, it’s gonna be ok” kinda gesture.

Griffin: It actually puts a tentacle up, and puts it on your hand [Travis gasps].

Taako: Dear God, that’s beautiful! 

Johann: What in the whole… shit… is even… going on. I’ve been watching this thing, and feeding this thing for almost a year now, and I’ve never heard it… I’ve never heard it like, sing before. And I’ve never seen it have like, a touching gesture with another person like that before. What’s going on?

Magnus: Fishie’s my dude.

biracial kid problems

- not looking like either of ur parents

- ”oh, you look (other race)”

- ”is that your mom or is some woman kidnapping you?”

- not being able to fit in to either side of the family

- “but mixed babies are so cute!!”

- “where are you from?”

- people trying to guess ur race

- people speaking languages to u that you don’t know because they assume ur race

- oh dear god what box do I check

Biracial kid perks

- you’re beautiful!

- having two cultures to learn about/love

- having friends of all races

- cultural fluidity 

- being totally unique! go you!

learn to love your mixed self!

Out of Ten - Sherlock x Reader

This idea came to me late, late at night.

Originally posted by avengers-of-mirkwood


It had become a habit, somehow for you to rate things Sherlock said on a scale of 1-10 depending on how okay they were to say. Usually, he was stuck below six.

“Dear God, what is it like in your funny little brains? It must be so boring.”

“Three.” You stated, not looking up from your phone.

Sherlock sent you an apologetic shrug.


“For the sake of law and order I suggest you avoid all future attempts at a relationship.”

“Two!” You blurted, a little shocked yourself.


“You know, (Y/n), sometimes I do wonder how this funny little scale of yours works.”  Sherlock commented one day while he sat flipping through some papers.

“Oh?” You asked, focused more on John’s blog which you were scrolling through than the current conversation.

“Yes.” He threw the papers aside, his full attention now resting on you. “For example, some things get a look of shock from most people but you only give me a six.”

“Well, like what?”

“Well,” Sherlock stood up, “Say I said, ‘Oh this murder is impressive! Beautiful! Gorgeous!’ What would you rate that?”

You laughed, closing your laptop, “Five.”

Sherlock’s eyebrow twitched, a smirk appearing on his lips.

“You aren’t as boring as I first thought.” He said, giving you an expectant sideways look.

“Eight.”

“I’ve even started to enjoy having you around.” Sherlock, strode towards you, slowly.

“Nine…” You said, a little bit confused.

“You might even say,” He said, standing over you, “That I’ve become attached to you.”

You didn’t say anything, just stared up at this strange, strange man.

“I’m going to need a rating.” Sherlock said with a smirk.

“Ten.”

“Brilliant.”

He leaned down, taking your face in his hands and pressed a kiss to your lips. It was fast and confusing, but it was heat and fire and electricity. It felt right, strangely, like there was no where else that conversation could have gone.

Sherlock pulled away from you, staring at you with his head tilted, pondering.

“Twelve.” You stated and a grin burst onto Sherlock’s features.

“Oh good, that’s reassuring.”

“Oh I bet.” So you leaned up and kissed him again, your smile melting into his.


Masterlist

asquidaliciousnerd  asked:

HC: Otabek is secretly the founding father of Yuri's Angels. He set up a fan page after first meeting Yuri when he was like 12 without realising how big it would become and then watched as it was taken over by hoards of fangirls over the years. All the Angels regard the mysterious 'girl' who started the fandom as their leader but nobody knows 'her' true identity. Now whenever Yuri is ambushed by screaming fans Otabek just sweats nervously and thinks 'Dear God, what have I created?'

lmao the whole yuri’s angels fanclub would implode if they ever found out it was otabek behind this

Ravenclaw: *eyes watering*

Hufflepuff: Are you okay?

Slytherin: He’s fine…

Hufflepuff: He looks like he’s about to cry…

Gryffindor: *walks out of the kitchen eyes watering and sniffling* Done with the onions!

Ravenclaw: Thank you! Dinner will be in ready in 45 minutes!

Hufflepuff: *starts tearing up*

Slytherin: Dear god, What!?

Hufflepuff: … Food…

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I’ll just leave this here and let ya’ll catch on when you do.