desperate times call for desperate measures

doctorbluesmanreturns  asked:

Random fact: I perform benefit concerts for local charities with my jazz instructor in the summers.

That’s cool!!

Hmm a random fact about me…OK STORY TIME!

Once when I was five, I went to Hawaii with my dad. While there, we went on a submarine and the submarine went 100 ft down into the ocean. 

At some point while we were cruising on the submarine, which again was 100 ft under the surface of the ocean, I had to use the bathroom, really badly. Of course there wasn’t really a bathroom sign anywhere on the submarine and the submarine was cramped so my dad was just like “just pee on my leg DeJa.” I obviously didn’t want to do that and was surprised my dad said that. My dad was brave to say that lol! He was willing to take one for the team and let me just go on his leg?? What even Dad????  Lol desperate times calls for desperate measures I guess!

Anyways, so we were at the very front of the submarine so my dad asked the host guy if there was a bathroom on the submarine and the guy said “I think we have a bucket at the back.” Then yall, get this, the guy decided to go on the intercom where over a hundred people could hear him and he said something like “ there is a girl up here that needs to use the bathroom, do we have a bucket back there that she could use?” Now, I honestly can’t really remember exactly what he said but what he said would have embarrassed me now. Then, I didn’t care because ya girl had to GOOOO! 

The peeps in the back said yes there was a bucket. So to give you some background on this submarine, there were like 50 people sitting on each side of the submarine on these long benches. There was literally only a few inches of leg room between the side of the submarine and where the peoples legs were. DID I CARE ABOUT THAT? NOPE! My 5 year old self climbed over like 50 peoples legs on one side of the cramped submarine to get to the back so I could use the bathroom!   It’s cool that people were nice and assisted me…

Luckily there was a back room so everyone couldn’t see me peeing lol… There was a lady back there assisting me and ya girl didn’t even care that she was watching because I had to go so bad. 

After I did my business, I then walked out the bathroom and climbed back over some people and sat with my friend that was my dad’s coworkers daughter, who i’d met previously.

That’s my story hahahah! How many people can say that they peed in a bucket 100 ft under the surface of the ocean at 5 years old!?!? NOT MANY MAN.

Sorry this is soooo long but I think this is a pretty funny story lol. 

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Punk (Chap. 2)

Originally posted by kryzx

Summary: You’re head over heels for you’re best friend Bucky and hate the nickname he gave you as it doesn’t exactly scream romance.

Word count: 1805

Warnings: Cursing, low-self esteem, chubby!reader x bucky, idk….

A/N:  I hope you like this chapter, for some reason I enjoy it a lot though it’s not much.  I have a three day weekend coming up so hopefully I can continue working on my fics.  Thanks for your patience and I LOVE the feedback :]


Natasha Romanov was many things: ace assassin, hotshot hacker, super spy.  Pleasant in the morning?  No. Not one of her virtues. You might as well have poked a sleeping bear with a pointy stick; their reactions were generally the same.  Though the bear was more likely to let you live, come to think of it.  But desperate times called for desperate measures.

 The red head cradled her mug as she shuffled back towards the bed with eyes half open.  You took that as an invitation, though it probably wouldn’t work on vampires, you’d have to remember that should the time come.  You kicked the door shut and plopped onto the bed where a half-naked Clint was slowly entering the world of consciousness.  You signed “good morning” to him once his confused expression grazed from Natasha and back to you.  He grinned puckishly before speaking aloud, “Is it my birthday?”

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  • Noctis, Prompto, and Gladio: *can't find Ignis in a crowd*
  • Noctis, Prompto, and Gladio: Well, desperate times call for desperate measures
  • Noctis, Prompto, and Gladio:
  • *cupping their hands over their mouths* WE FOUND SOME LIEDEN PEPPERS
  • Ignis: tHATS IT-
  • Noctis, Prompto, and Gladio: There he is
Glasses (Newt Scamander)

Originally posted by newt-and-pickett

Pairing: Newt Scamander/Reader
Words: 500+
Warning(s): None
A/N: I tried my best to make it as fluffy as I could.
Request: can you do a newt x reader where newt finds out the reader wears glasses (like they usually wear contacts but desperate times call for desperate measures)

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SOS - phandomlittlepop

Title: SOS

Drabbler: thatsmistertoyou

Beta: larryfravan

Doodler: @firedawnleafpool - art coming this Sunday!

Warnings: Copious amounts of swearing and pancakes

Summary: Dan’s actual job is working at Louise’s diner, but he could make a career out of saving cute dark-haired strangers from dates with assholes.

A/N: Thanks to the ever-wonderful @philslesters for her help with this. It’s about damn time I plucked up the courage to post 1k of fluff. This is my first time doing PLP and it was a lot of fun :)

“I understand why people do it, but the business side just doesn’t work, Phil,” the asshole at table four explains, and Dan’s a bit miffed for having missed that much of the conversation. He has no idea what Jerkface is on about.

“More Coke?” Dan asks Blue Eyes - or Phil, assuming Dingbat has his name right.

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Enzo: You think I’m afraid of fire because Damon left me in a fire. Nice try. But no.
Bonnie: You’re afraid of people leaving. Period. You’re afraid of being abandoned. The one thing that happens to you again and again. Everyone leaves, no one stays. Well, that ends now. ‘Cause I’m not going anywhere.
Enzo: Yeah, well… This is a bit extreme, don’t you think?
Bonnie: Well, desperate times call for desperate measures. I’m not leaving until you turn your humanity back on. I’d rather burn alive than abandon you.