do not anything near me

` ° * ✧ ° RANDOM SENTENCE STARTERS PT 2.

❛ I wish that I could tell you. ❜
❛ You should have stayed. ❜
❛ Please don’t come looking for me. ❜
❛ Just get out of here. ❜
❛ I don’t know, I just don’t know. ❜
❛ Why did you come? ❜
❛ Do you think this is a game? ❜
❛ Can’t break something that was already broke. ❜
❛ Don’t fix something that isn’t broke. ❜
❛ Why can’t you just butt out?
❛ I don’t need your help. ❜
❛ I’m not here for you. ❜
❛ You’re never here for me when I need you. ❜
❛ Is that smell you? ❜
❛ Can you please just stop already. ❜
❛ I’m leaving you. ❜
❛ I just didn’t want you to come around. ❜
❛ Are you sure you’re okay alone? ❜
❛ No, no, no, no —- I just checked it last night. ❜
❛ Don’t worry, you’ll learn how to do it someday. ❜
❛ I think we are going to like each other a lot. ❜
❛ I just wanted to come and let you know. ❜
❛ So, what are you going to do, now that you know? ❜
❛ You have got to be fucking kidding me right now. ❜
❛ Do me a favor and shut up already. ❜
❛ Scratch the serial number off of it. ❜
❛ I’m not wearing a mask. ❜
❛ You act like it’s all my fault sometimes. ❜
❛ I’m here for your pity party. ❜
❛ You are in a lot of trouble, you know that right? ❜
❛ You aren’t allowed in here. ❜
❛ Who invited you? ❜
❛ You aren’t wanted around here anymore. Sorry. ❜
❛ I can’t keep covering for you. What’s going on? ❜
❛ Just tell me what’s wrong! Talk to me! ❜
❛ There’s so many things I would’ve done differently. ❜
❛ Stop crying about it and do something about it. ❜
❛ Stop looking for the things worth dying over and find the things worth living for. ❜
❛ So, prove them wrong. Thats the best way to do it. ❜
❛ Don’t need anyone who doesn’t need me. ❜
❛ Yeah, well, we all have our sob story so just save it. ❜
❛ Don’t cry over me or for me, I’m not worth it. ❜
❛ It isn’t cheating if you aren’t actually dating. ❜
❛ You know what? That’s a good idea. ❜
❛ You need to find someome better already. ❜
❛ I’m not listening to your bullshit right now. ❜
❛ Is that a freaking condom? ❜
❛ It smells like sour milk in here for crying out loud. ❜
❛ Am I really standing here witnessing this right now? ❜
❛ I’m not a bad influence if it’s always your ideas. ❜
❛ I never forced you to do anything. ❜
❛ Are you really walking out on me? ❜
❛ Come near me again and I’ll blow your head off. ❜
❛ Treat me like the princess that I am. ❜
❛ Just remember a lot of guys want what I’m letting you do right now. ❜
❛ How can you possibly be in love with two people at the same time? ❜
❛ Let’s just get out of here. ❜
❛ Shhh, I’m going to key his/her car. ❜
❛ There’s no one even here. ❜
❛ I’m just saying, it sounds like a bad idea. ❜
❛ Is that blood on your shirt? ❜
❛ Oh my God, are you bleeding?! ❜
❛ Jesus, don’t you ever get tired of doing that. ❜
❛ You know they throw people in Asylum’s for doing that. ❜
❛ You’re just looking for trouble, like always. ❜
❛ Enough is never enough for you. ❜
❛ I could never get tired of this. ❜
❛ You’re so jumpy lately. ❜
❛ I mean I feel bad but whatever. ❜
❛ I have a reputation to maintain unlike you. ❜
❛ Why are you staring at me? ❜
❛ Stop feeding into his/her bullshit! Wake up! ❜
❛ Are you on drugs or something? ❜
❛ You have lost your fucking mind, once and for all. ❜
❛ Yes, you summoned me. ❜
❛ I’m not here to help you. I’m here to watch you struggle. ❜
❛ Hey, cut it out already! I can hear the stupid TV. ❜
❛ Are you seriously asking me this right now? ❜
❛ Have you ever tried to count the stars? ❜
❛ I should kill you right now! ❜
❛ Don’t you dare walk away from me! ❜
❛ I know where you live! Don’t forget! ❜
❛ I just wanted to have a good time but no, you couldn’t let me, could you? ❜
❛ This friendship has officially sunk, hope you’re happy. ❜
❛ Are you satisfied now? You should be. This is what you wanted. ❜
❛ I don’t get everything that I want unlike you. ❜
❛ Must be nice to be that miserable all the time. ❜
❛ Happiness is the most temporary thing in life. ❜
❛ Everything happens for a reason, right? ❜
❛ You can call me at any hour. Always. ❜
❛ There’s nothing that I can’t do. ❜
❛ You’re like a forty year old, like an old soul or something. ❜
❛ Say it or I’ll cut your finger off. ❜
❛ I will stab you right in the eye if you look at me one more time. ❜
❛ Go ahead and look but don’t touch, unless you want a broken limb. ❜
❛ I’m actually a serial killer. I’m not joking. ❜
❛ You have such a morbid sense of humor. ❜
❛ This is our time, come on, let’s have our time. ❜
❛ Hey, want a hand with that? ❜
❛ I almost forgot what that felt like. ❜
❛ I just want to feel something. I don’t know what though. ❜
❛ I need your help with something. ❜
❛ I’m pissed off right now. ❜
❛ Don’t go breaking my heart. ❜
❛ Why do you build me and watch me fall? Is that fun for you? ❜
❛ Well, I’m used to it by now, so take your best shot. ❜
❛ I hate crying. It makes me mad. ❜
❛ I really don’t want to be seen with you right now. ❜
❛ Please, just don’t forget. Whatever you do. Don’t forget. ❜
❛ You can’t catch me though. ❜
❛ I know I said fucked up things and I’m sorry. ❜
❛ Look, I’m an asshole. I don’t mean be to be. ❜
❛ I’ll try not to be an asshole anymore. ❜
❛ Any pocket knives or anything? ❜
❛ Where’d you go? ❜
❛ I’m going to turn myself in. ❜
❛ Did you finish your cigarette yet? ❜
❛ You can turn around and face the other way. ❜
❛ It wasn’t worth it, was it? ❜
❛ I have no idea what you said. ❜
❛ Right now, you’re acting very weird. ❜
❛ I don’t even know what that statement means. ❜
2

pen pressure: breaks
me: i guess its time to shitpost

Alternatively Titled, ‘I Can’t Believe Keith is Gay’

I had a dream today.

Can’t really remember what happened, but I saw a dragon. In a very dark room.

At first he seemed dangerous, staring at me with his glowing yellow eyes. He walked near me.

He didn’t do anything to me, he just came near me, and stopped when his head is right in front of me. I reached out my hand and pet him.

After that, he layed down, and I sat beside him. I think he was sleeping, but I also heard him…talk? I have no idea.

And then I woke up.

What a nice dream.

I see my new psychiatrist on Wednesday. I’m forever astounded at the passing of time. When this was two months away it seemed impossible to wait, I thought I’d lose my job, self destruct and end up in hospital under community mental health again and worse for it. But, I manage to keep going. I think it’s been six weeks since I stopped drinking? So that’s a cool thing I guess. Please everyone cross your fingers for me that the new psych lady can help me hahah

Yoongi Scenario: Wicked Games.

Request: I would like to read something where Yoongi is the guy who’s always trying to get me (bad boy style, intimidating, sassy) … and we are always arguing and he’s always making me jealous (w/ a blond girl). When he finally kiss me after a fight and invite me to a date!! (I need a wild kiss, he biting my lips, hands around my hair, waist and butt) haahahah! Thanksss! ❤️🙈

Genre: Romance.


-Could you please back off?- you demanded between your teeth at the guy who was currently standing in front of you as you tried to pick up your stuff from your locker, but it was rather difficult with him standing in the middle -I have much more interesting things to do than talking with you-

Yoongi chuckled, not moving an inch. -No, I’ll stand here for you to enjoy my presence a little more Y/N-

Rolling your eyes you crossed your arms. -Seriously? Enjoy? Why don’t you go and delight others with your presence?-

He smirked, bending down a little. -Are you still jealous about the other day?-

You sneered, trying to dodge him and finally find a way to your locker. -You are crazy-

-You still are-

-Seriously Yoongi, I don’t have time for this- you stated trying to sound tired and uninterested. -Please move-

Yoongi obliged this time, he moved, only to lean down until his eyes were on the same level as yours. -Here, I moved-

Inevitably you got flustered, his deep dark eyes looking straight at you from such a short distance made your mind lose coherence. -Are you blushing for me Y/N?-

At this you slapped him on the shoulders making him take a step out of your way but instead of getting angry or offended Yoongi just chuckled, that smug smirk on his face telling you he was so proud of himself for the effect he had on you.

You went on taking out your things from your locker without looking at him but you could tell he was still standing near you, you felt the weight of his gaze on you making you nervous. You turned around to leave but he was one more time in front of you.
-Wait-

-What?- you asked turning your head to glare at him.

He was staring at you seriously, the teasing smug face gone. You breathed in deeply, not being able to not feel attracted of him, Min Yoongi had this vibe that made all your body go on some sort of trip. He was about to say something when a group of boys passed by the hallway calling his name; you recognized them as his usual gang, all of them troublemakers, all of them people who you shouldn’t get close with, that included Yoongi himself.
He gave you a final look and a side smile. -I’ll see you around-

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Learning To Love Snow

Thomas Jefferson x Reader

Modern AU

Author(s): Lil Laddie

Words: 870

Warnings: Sled crash, being attacked by snowballs

A/N: Hey lovelies! Sorry this imagine is so short, but if you read the update I posted a little bit ago you’d know everything that’s going on. Here’s a link if you want to read it, Lil Update. It just talks about our schedule, requests, and a special thing about New Year’s Eve. I’m kinda sad that all the Christmas imagines are over, but I feel like this imagine was a good transition for me cause it’s still wintery. Anyways, thank you guys so much for reading! Requests are open! Love ya’ll and have an amazing day! 


“This was a mistake.” Thomas grumbled, marching up the big snowy hill with you.

“This is going to be so much fun!” You squealed, almost sprinting up the hill.

“It’s so cold, why are we out here?” Thomas groaned, the steep hill seeming never ending.

“Because sledding is the most fun you can have in the winter! And it just snowed last night. That makes the snow perfect and powdery.” You smiled, enjoying the beautiful winter wonderland around you.

“Well, if you’re forcing me to do this, why did you have to find the steepest hill known to man.” Thomas huffed, picking up his pace to keep up with you.

“I didn’t force you to do anything. You agreed to do this with me.” You smirked, nearing the top of the hill.

“Why did I agree to this again?” Thomas almost yelled, starting to loose his patience with you and the steep hill.

“Because I told you that I would not review arguments before debates with Hamilton anymore, unless you went sledding with me.” You grinned, hearing Thomas groan from behind you.

“Why’d you have to pull that card?” Thomas asked, almost slipping on the wet snow.

“Because I knew there was no other way to get you to go.” You shrugged, plopping down at the top of the large hill.

“You couldn’t have threatened me with a bunch of kisses or I don’t know, sex.” Thomas said, stomping up to where you sat.

“How is giving you something you want threatening?” You asked, tilting your head at him.

“Because I wouldn’t have to be here right now!” Thomas exclaimed, falling back into the snow next to you.

“Thomas, lighten up. Playing in the snow is fun, especially sledding! And afterwards maybe we can build a snowman or an igloo! Maybe, we can go ambush Hamilton and his friends with a bunch of snowballs!” You smiled, poking Thomas’s cheek.

“You’re really excited about this, aren’t you?” Thomas chuckled, seeing the childish side of you was always his favorite.

“Sledding is the most fun you can have! One time, my friend and I went off a giant ramp and I swear we were in the air for what felt like ten minutes! It was crazy!!” You exclaimed, Thomas sitting up to watch you get more and more excited.

“Babe, did we walk all the way up this hill just for you to go on a rant about how exciting winter is?” Thomas asked, an eyebrow raised.

“Nope. We walked up it to go sledding.” You smiled as Thomas started grabbing the sled.

“That’s right! So, hop on the back and hold on tight.” Thomas grinned, getting on the front of the two person sled.

You crawled on the back and wrapped your arms tightly around Thomas’s waist. After a quick countdown, the two of you were flying down the hill. Thomas was right when he said to hold on tight. The two of you both almost fell off the sled multiple times in the middle of the hill.

You giggled as more and more snow flew in the faces of you and Thomas. The sled was going fast and you couldn’t see where the two of you were going. With no sense of direction, Thomas didn’t see the giant ramp until it was too late for him to steer the sled away from it.

“(Y/N)! Hold on tight!” Thomas screamed, although you were already holding onto him as tight as you could.

Going off the ramp, the two of you fell off the sled and through the air, landing on a big pile of fluffy snow. Thomas landed face first in the snow. You landed on top of him with your arms still wrapped tightly around him.

Rolling off of Thomas, you could hear him groaning. A feeling of worry and regret filled you. You had made him do this, what if he had gotten seriously hurt? This was all you fault! If you hadn’t threatened him he wouldn’t have gotten hurt.

A loud laugh interrupted your thoughts. Thomas was laughing hysterically and rolled over to face you. He had a large smile on his face and as far as you could tell, no damage.

“That was crazy! We have to do that again!” Thomas laughed, his excitement erasing your worry.

“Are you sure? That was kind of a wild ride and I thought you didn’t like the cold…” You trailed off, looking at the sled that was a couple feet away from you guys.

“Of course I’m sure! Thank you for convincing me to do this!” Thomas exclaimed, pulling you into a hug.

“After a couple more runs, do you want to attack Hamilton with a bunch of snowballs?” You asked with a grin.

“How could I resist such a sweet offer?” Thomas smiled back, kissing you forehead softly. “We should do this more often.”

“Definitely.” You said, snuggling deeper into Thomas’s arms.

The two of you didn’t stop playing in the snow until the sun set many hours later. Besides Hamilton’s face of shock and terror when you mobbed him with snowballs, the best part had to be that you had finally convinced Thomas how amazing snow was.

okay, so i was thinking about dottie and the scene where she buys the baby carriage:

a) her cover for planting an dangerous destructive object is a mother with a baby, because what does society see as more innocuous and docile?

b) when she’s asked to pick a blanket, she picks pink. she genders (in the way that society traditionally genders) her dangerous destructive object as a girl. we saw the absolute wreckage of the thing, while it’s wrapped in a pink blanket with all the connotations of a baby girl.

idk how intentional this is (especially the blanket), but i just really love that we’re equating women with power on both sides of this. yes, we have peggy kicking ass and being one step ahead, but we have dottie weaponizing the same sort of invisibility that peggy’s added to her arsenal. leviathan’s a formidable opponent right now largely because of dottie, largely because dottie’s playing by the same rule book that peggy is, and there’s this underlying thread of taking power right under everyone’s noses that’s pretty cool to see.

i was having a Real Shit Time until my brother knocked on my door and asked if i could please sit in the kitchen while he cooked something and reassured me that i didn’t have to do anything, he just wants me to be near him. 

I hear static, I hear you.

An AU, set directly after The Power Inside Her. 
Canon divergence from the ending of the episode. AO3 link.

Summary:

“Donnie doesn’t come back after he’s killed, leaving his family with a gaping wound.

April, ashamed and blaming herself, leaves their lives to struggle with her guilt.

They mourn their genius’ passing, each member of their family hurting and grieving, until…

Things begin to happen, and a presence makes itself known.”

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Part One. (Master Post)


After Donnie was gone, they mourned.

They took what was left of him- his mask, they only had his mask- and brought it home.

Mikey watched, for once unable to find his voice, as his eldest brother explained to their father what had happened. Why they came home without their brother, or April.

He listened to the shocked silence from their father, and then the stifled gasp that came from him.

He closed his eyes, and looked away when their father fell to his knees.

April didn’t come back to the lair again, and they didn’t go looking for her.

They mourned, and tried to wrap their heads around the gaping absence in their family.

Mikey waited for something to change. A part of him, young and hopeful, still expected a miracle. For things to suddenly turn around, and for his brother to walk out of his lab good as new. For April and Donnie to come back to the lair, smiling and laughing like they had just before that night. For Donnie to sit down across from him at the dinner table, and to ask how Mikey’s evening had been. He waited for things to go back to normal.

They didn’t.

Donnie stayed gone, and so did April.

Nothing changed.

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My best friend is leaving to study in a strange new country, and while i couldn’t be happier for her, i wonder what this means for me.

I wonder if the next time she fights with her parents, will she think of dropping by my place and getting some muffins with me?
Will she message me the next time she panics or feels that an anxiety attack may freeze her to the bones?
Will she text me with her weird questions, which i always try my very best to answer?
Will she send me dumb jokes, and tag me in the countless memes she so often does?

When i can not deal with the world anymore, would she be there, from a world away?
What about our impromptu new year’s sleepover? When everyone out there was partying and i felt more alone than ever. But she came to the rescue and we ended up talking all night.
What about our plans? She was supposed to be my maid of honour, and the one who would tell every guy i’m with that she will chop his balls off if he hurts me.

I am a crappy cold person who doesn’t do best-friendship too well. She messages me and i reply after 5 hours, she tells me to post here and i promise her to do it next weekend and never get around to it.  But she is my best friend in the world. She knows everything i know, she has been such an incredible person. What would i ever do without my support system?

But then i think of us, and all we have been through in all the years we have known each other. We evolved from two people who were hardly fond of each other to people who would do anything for each other. No, she doesn’t live anywhere near me. No, she wasn’t in the same school as me. We never depended upon our circumstances to be friends, we were best friends despite them. So why would that ever change?

So yes, my best friend is leaving. My incredible beautiful best friend is leaving to go a few thousand miles away from me. My person, my brave little person is gonna go and meet new people and make new friends and study subjects foreign to her. But i’m not scared, all i feel is an incredible amount of pride. After the worst two years of her life, she is going to embark on a lifetime of happiness, and i couldn’t be happier.

Here’s to you. Thank you for brightening up my life. You know i have your back no matter where we are in the world- I’m just a skype call away.

Love,
Your idiot best friend.

—  The beginning of a Long Distance Friendship

for @thepackwantsthed because this is fantastic and I’m dying:

“So I love fics that do Baltimore from Andrew’s perspective as much as the next person….but where are my fics about Aaron giving Andrew the choice between him and Neil????”

here you go!!


Aaron is leaning against the counter in the kitchenette with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face when Andrew returns from his morning class. Andrew slides a glance at Aaron and frowns. He dumps his bag by his desk and then returns to the kitchen, digging the chocolate milk out of the fridge and filling up a small glass.

The silence only lasts until the milk is gone.

“You’re going to break your promise to me,” Aaron says, and his voice is so confident that Andrew wonders if Aaron is drunk. Aaron should no better than to demand such things with a sober mind.

Andrew turns a quick, sharp, cold smile on his brother. “Am I now? Why is that?”

“Because I want to be with Katelyn more than I want to be with you.”

Andrew’s smile vanishes. He stares Aaron down with a flat gaze that Aaron almost succeeds in returning. They are identical in so many ways, but Aaron doesn’t have the horrors of Andrew’s past to back up his icy glare. Aaron doesn’t know how to shut out his emotions.

“Why do you think I care? I made a promise to you, and I’m not going to break it. We’ve been over this before, quite recently, actually. Is your memory so poor?”

Aaron wisely doesn’t take the bait. Andrew isn’t surprised; Aaron is too focused on something that he wants to resort to being petty.

“I don’t think you care,” Aaron says. Then he smiles, a smirk of a war won before the first battle has begun. “But if I can’t have Katelyn, then you can’t have Neil.”

Not expecting a bold move like that from Aaron, Andrew freezes, back and shoulders stiffening with a rage he doesn’t understand and doesn’t want to.

But Aaron isn’t waiting for him. “Neil is just as much of a violation of our deal as Katelyn is. Kevin was pushing it, but I let him pass because you weren’t fucking him.” Andrew bares his teeth in a snarled warning, but Aaron isn’t finished yet. “Either you break your deal with me, or you break things off with Neil.”

Andrew curls his shaking fingers into fists. The last deal he let go of was Neil’s, and that had backfired on him in the worst of ways. He isn’t ready or willing to do that again. 

Across from Andrew, Aaron’s eyes flash in triumph. Andrew wants to punch him, but he realizes that his anger comes from knowing that Aaron has won. Aaron isn’t a murder magnet like Neil. Neil needs Andrew more. 

Andrew needs Neil more than he needs Aaron.

“If she breaks your heart, I don’t want to hear a single word about it. I don’t want anything to do with her, and I don’t want her near me. She’s not part of my world, and she’s definitely not my family.”

“You have to tell her,” Aaron says. “She won’t believe it from me.”

Andrew shoves past Aaron instead of answering and slams the door behind him on the way out. He almost goes straight to the library, where he knows Katelyn is studying with friends, but he changes his mind at the last minute and heads to Neil’s class, which will be over soon. Andrew doesn’t trust himself not to murder Katelyn, and Neil is the only one that Andrew would allow to stop him.

so, I wrote this…fake dating…meronia thing..which could or could not be a multichapter simply because I needed a break from writing tmf. And yeah. I mean, I don’t know what this is? Just that..it is. Sorry if it’s crap. I’m a little rusty.



When Near had come out to Linda, he’d done it out of a certain necessity. Nevermind that it had horribly  backfired. It turned out, Linda didn’t have a crush on Near, had never had a crush on him. He’d completely misunderstood.

When Linda had asked Near repeatedly if he was single, it wasn’t because she was trying to see if she stood a chance, like Near had believed. She’d just been curious, because Near was her friend (sometimes Near might even admit to her being his only friend) and she just wanted to know more about his personal life. So when Near had admitted to Linda that he was gay, and was not, in fact,  interested in girls, he’d thought he was trying to spare her feelings. But then Linda’s face had brightened up and she’d had such a huge smile on her face that Near had to take a step back, reconsider his words.

“You’re gay?” She’d exclaimed.

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I don’t do anything. I’ll let you come near me. At the beginning it will be nice, you like me. But after a while you’ll understand. That I’m not perfect, that I’m a bad person, that I’m broken. And then you go away. But for now if you want you can do this thing. You can try to understand me. But I told you a secret. Is just question of time. And after you leave me. More broken then now.

I feel so fucking insane and childish, but there’s nothing i can do. I’m so claustrophobic that I can’t handle anything near me, especially when I can’t see it, or I don’t know that it’s coming. I’m so fucking paranoid all of the time and I just need someone to understand me.