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Things I’ve said while very tired {Sentence Starters}

  • “You need to do the sleep. I need to do the sleep.”
  • “I don’t think that’s supposed to do that thing, is it?”
  • “Well, whatever floats your goat, friend.”
  • “This game tears families apart… I get to be the racecar!”
  • “I want one of those. I’ll ride it into battle.”
  • “It needs to not be cute. That’s not even fair. It’s not.”
  • “You can fight my face, then.”
  • “Stop laughing at my incompetence, that’s rude!”
  • “Yes, I just put the mayonnaise in the cabinet. Don’t judge me.”
  • “My hands stopped handing an hour ago.”
  • “Have you ever wondered about frogs? Just… frogs?”
  • “Sleep is for the WEAK! —- And I am the weak, apparently.”
  • “I’m not tired. YOU’RE tired.”
  • “I could wrestle a bear if I wanted to!”
  • “I’m ready to fight! I’m not sure who I’m fighting, yet, but — !”
  • “Can I boop your nose? Just a little boop?”
  • “Can I just sleep here tonight? Walking to my room requires effort.”
  • “I might be barely conscious, but I’m still the winner!”
  • “It’s three am and I’m making a bagel. Clearly, I have my life together.”
  • “Am I trying to science this show, again? I am, aren’t I?”

a pure and wholesome doodle

how come supernatural gets to make like a zillion episodes with the exact same plot and we don’t even know if we’re getting a second season of eyewitness

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Junghope in Memories of 2015 // for @hopekookofficial

bonus:

  • Akutagawa: Mind if I show you a trick?
  • Atsushi: Last time you showed me a trick it took me two weeks to get out of the bed.
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Support Hannibal alums Kacey Rohl, Hugh Dancy, and Caroline Dhavernas on Wednesday nights!

-Kacey Rohl, The Magicians (SyFy)
-Hugh Dancy, The Path (Hulu)
-Caroline Dhavernas, Mary Kills People (Global TV)

VLD Angst Week Day 2 - Failure/Insecurity

Back at it again with being late for the prompts,,, oh well,, I hope y’all enjoy this one <3


The only sound that Keith heard was a the faint crackling static of the comms between the team, sweat began to bead on his forehead and the back of his neck.

“Is everyone okay?”

“Guys?”

“Please answer-”

He heard coughing, lots of coughing and groans of pain. He fucked up. Of course the first mission he had as leader went to shit, of course the Galra decided then to come at them and of fucking course they had Prince Lotor with them.

Hunk, Pidge and Lance had warned him about this. He knew that something bad was bound to happen and yet he proceeded anyways. It was all his fault, his team was hurt because of his stupid, impulsive self.

“Uh Keith sorry to interrupt but more Galra fleets are headed towards us.”

“Get back to the ship. Now, I’ll hold them off. You guys get back to safety and start a wormhole to get us out of here.”

Keith moved Black into position and activated their jaw blade, swerving towards ships and cutting into them as he went.

He would make sure his team survived, he wouldn’t let them get hurt anymore.

When the other lions were out of sight he breathed in, then he charged towards the main ship. He knew it was stupid, he knew it was reckless and yet? He felt that he needed to at least do this for his team.

It was the least he could do for them after Shiro’s disappearance.

He was surrounded but he kept attacking, busting up the smaller ships as he went towards him. He saw the main ship, the one Lotor was controlling, light up its ion cannon-

“Keith! Get out of there! We’re all back at the ship so come back.”

He breathed out a sigh of relief as he flew out of there as fast as he could. He swerved Black out of the way of the blast as he was met face to face with the castle ship.

He landed in the hangar and tore off his helmet, one look at his team almost made him cry.

Pidge was covered in cuts and bruises, her glasses were slightly cracked, and she had an open gash on her thigh.

Hunk has a gnarly looking cut on his cheek, little cuts were visible through the fabric where it had torn and his eyes were red and puffy from crying.

Allura had a black eye, a deep wound in her side, alongside a broken arm and Lance-

Lance had gashes all over his arms and legs, he was bleeding from somewhere on his head, probably a concussion, and he had a look of what looked like anger and fear in his eyes.

“What the hell Keith? We warned you what would happen and once again, mr. too impulsive to think, we almost died!”

He winced, “Lance I’m-”

“No I don’t want to hear it, Lotor almost got Allura. Again. We’ve all tried to reason with you and your decisions but honestly I’m done! We all could have died, died Keith.”

Lance spun around and beckoned for Pidge and Hunk to follow, quietly muttering something about treating their wounds.

He looked up at Allura only to see a fierce burning fire in her eyes, she looked ready to punch him and honestly? He didn’t blame her. If he was in her shoes he’d want to do the same thing.

“Keith, remember what being a paladin is all about. I know you’re still grieving about Shiro, he was your brother after all, but please listen to your team.”

Keith nodded and headed out of the hangar. He could tend to his wounds but he didn’t, he just headed towards his room.

He knew he messed up, he put the entire team in danger. He should’ve listened to their warnings, he shouldn’t have gone after Lotor. And yet, he did.

He shoved off the paladin armor and went to take a shower, it didn’t really help but it at least cleared his head. He changed back into his clothes and called for a team meeting.

The others were gathered in the normal control room. His guilt was eating him apart, he had to rip off the bandaid.

So he did.

“Hey guys, I uh, I wanted to apologize for my actions. I was being selfish and I-I just wanted to take Lotor down, I should’ve listened to your warnings. I’ll make sure to have each of your opinions next mission. I’m sorry I failed you all as a leader.”

“What you did wasn’t okay Keith but, I forgive you. Just don’t endanger us again, I mean, I know we’re always going to be in danger but next time just, don’t go seeking out danger.”

He nodded and looked up, Pidge and Hunk looked at each other and then to Allura and Coran and they all said that they agreed with Lance.

“Okay, you’re all dismissed, get some rest.”

They filed out of the room and Keith was alone again, he acknowledged his mistakes as the previous battle replayed in his mind. Next time he wouldn’t fail, next time he would listen to them.

‘Next time.’

He’s not as young as he used to be. Sure, he can still run, fight, shoot – but for how much longer, he’s not sure anymore. His shoulder still aches in the cold (although that’s probably the fault of the uranium bullet), and his left knee clicks painfully at least once a day.

You can hide a lot with a good suit and the right light. He does look older than he is, most days, and his hair is completely grey now, but forty three isn’t even that old, for God’s sake. His perspective has been warped by all these years in the service, where most double-oh agents don’t make it to forty. Ever since Alec died, James has been aware that his own best before date has probably already passed. Now it’s just a matter of waiting until something breaks and he dies. It doesn’t really scare him. Maybe it never did.

He turns off the treadmill, slowing to a walk. He hasn’t lost his edge quite yet. So why is he so preoccupied with age at the moment?

Oh, it can’t be that the object of his fancy – no, lust, tell it like it is – is in his thirties but barely looks over twenty five, can it?

Of course it is. This wouldn’t be bothering him if Q was a woman, he realises with vague disquiet, and anyway, his own parents were a similar number of years apart. It’s just, well… He looks twice Q’s age, he could almost be his father. Q is a beautiful man, and probably attracts plenty of men closer to his own age.

He hasn’t had insecurities like this since he was thirteen, it would be funny if it weren’t so idiotic. He’s a grown man who spends half his working life these days seducing people, for God’s sake. If he wants to sleep with Q, it wouldn’t be too difficult to achieve, assuming Q is interested.

And he probably is, James thinks as he strips for a shower. He flirts back, certainly, and rolls his eyes behind M’s back in briefings, and deals with threats with such aplomb…

James rests his head against the tiles and closes his eyes. He’d promised himself he wouldn’t do this at work. But he can just imagine those clever fingers on his skin…

  • rose: fuck scorpius malfoy >:(
  • albus: ......i'm tryin
  • Kunikida: Did you have trouble with writing the report?
  • Dazai: Piece of cake.
  • Kunikida: You didn’t do it, did you?
  • Dazai: I don’t even know where my laptop is.
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