give me one of these and i'm yours

neil doesn’t get it

“You were supposed to be a side effect of the drugs.” “I’m not a hallucination,” Neil said, nonplussed. “You are a pipe dream,” Andrew said.

Either Andrew had confiscated Nicky’s copy or he’d gone out and gotten Neil one of his own. Neither option made much sense to Neil.

“Tell your pet psycho to knock it off before he cripples someone.” “I don’t think he’ll listen to me,” Neil said. “You and I both know he will. Now get going.”

"Just promise me this isn’t going to be a problem.” “What?” Neil asked. “I can’t tell if you’re being obtuse to fuck with me or if you’re really that dumb,” Wymack said. When Neil just stared blankly at him, Wymack rubbed his temples as if warding off a headache. “I would pity you, but Andrew’s right. I don’t get paid enough to get involved in this. Figure it out yourself—on your
own time.”

Neil sat sideways in his chair, facing Andrew, and said, ”Why does Roland think you're tying me down?

Neil wasn’t sure he should keep pushing, but if he didn’t get the truth now he knew he never would. ”I didn’t think I was a personal problem. You hate me, remember?

And finally.

“You hate me, remember?” "Every inch of you,” Andrew said. “That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t blow you.” The world tilted a little bit sideways. Neil dug his shoes harder into the floor so he wouldn’t fall over. “You like me.” “I hate you,” Andrew corrected him, but Neil barely heard him. For a dizzying moment, he understood.

Houses as things I've Said

Gryffindor: *listens to news report on how our phones give off the same chemicals as marijuana in the brain* Ha! Yo Chris, pass the phone.

Hufflepuff: If I’m not up by 11:40 make sure the fishes have a balanced breakfast.

Ravenclaw: Got water?
Yeah I’m 65% water.
Okay, but how do I drink you?

Slytherin: *Me buying 3 packs of 72 ego waffles* Shut up Alan! I have needs that you’ll never understand! You could never understand.

anonymous asked:

So, you posted the quick history of Olexians quite a while ago, but I'd like to ask what it means by hoofed feet and animal heels?

there’s your arbitrary lieutenant fact of the day 

I kinda want to write a post-civil war frostiron fic where Loki pops in on Tony one day and is like “did you know your team is enchanted” and Tony’s like “… what” and it turns out that Wanda has been working for hydra all along and purposely drove the team apart but that doesn’t just erase everything that happened even though some people on the team (Steve) thinks it should.

Would anyone care about that?

Good TAZ things in no particular order
  • The music
  • “ABRA-CA-FUCK YOU!” “I cast…ZONE! OF! TRUTH!” “Magnus rushes in” “Taako’s good out here!” just all the catchphrases
  • FANTASY COSTCO: WHERE ALL YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE! G O T    A    D E A L   F O R    Y O U !
  • Taako always messing around at the Fantasy Gashapon
  • Taako in general
  • Magnus and the Voidfish!!
  • the story line in general oh gosh
  • End of Petals To The Metal
  • Ren!!! Just Ren
  • Kravitz’s accent
  • Wooden ducks
  • Killian and Carey
  • That moment towards the end of The Suffering Game with the “word of mouth” thing when they all do stuff individually to fix the situation bUT IT FITS TOGETHER SO PERFECTLY AND IT’S BEAUTIFUL
  • the Bureau of Balance using Wizard of Oz Good Witch bubbles for transportation
  • The whole purple worm minecart chase in The 11th Hour
  • No. 3113 with Killian and Carey

The Adventure Zone is just wonderful and so are the McElroys and if you don’t watch TAZ already please do you will not regret it

4

Any man who wishes to leave may leave, and no one will harm him. I give you my word. Will you fight for me? As free men? (Dany, 3.04) // This isn’t your fight. I shouldn’t be asking you. It’s not the deal we made. But I need you with me if we’re gonna beat them, and we need to beat them if you’re going to survive. (Jon, 6.07)

how to get your genius boyfriend to eat
  • Bucky style -
  • Bucky: You need to eat, Tony. It's been [insert ridiculous number of hours here] since you last ate something. I'll force it down your throat if I have to.
  • Tony: Can't. Really busy. I'm almost done. Give me one more hour and then I'll eat, promise.
  • Bucky: ...fine, one hour.
  • Nat style -
  • Natasha: You need to eat, Tony. Now.
  • Tony: Can't. Really bu-
  • Natasha: *eyes narrow slightly*
  • Tony & Bucky: ....well mark us down as scared, horny and hungry.
  • Natasha: Dinner first. It's fettuccine night.
  • Tony & Bucky: Yes, dear.
Crowd silencing quotes from cartoons
  • Avatar the Last Airbender: "You might have everyone else here buying your ... transformation, but you and I both know you've struggled with doing the right thing in the past. So let me tell you something, right now. You make one step backward, one slip-up, give me one reason to think you might hurt Aang, and you won't have to worry about your destiny anymore. Because I'll make sure your destiny ends right then and there. Permanently."
  • Over the Garden Wall: "At least wait until the storm dies down a bit. You'll be no good to your brother dead." "I was never any good to him alive, either."
  • Gravity Falls: "You really aren't gonna thank me, are you? Fine. On one condition: you stay away from the kids; I don't want them in danger. 'Cause as far as I'm concerned, they're the only family I have left."
  • Adventure Time: "... if I do things... if I do things that hurt anyone, please, please forgive me! Just... watch over me until I can find my way out of this labyrinth in my brain and regain my sanity! And then maybe Betty, my princess... maybe you will love me again... please love me again, Betty!!"
  • Steven Universe: "What do you know about my Mom?! I DIDN'T EVEN GET TO KNOW MY MOM! But I do know, she saw beauty in everything! Even in stuff like this, and even in jerks like you!"
  • Legend of Korra: "Don't pretend you know what it felt like! The Avatar is adored by millions! I was cast aside by my own parents like I meant nothing to them. How could I just stand by and watch the same thing happen to my nation, when it needed someone to guide it?"
  • Lilo and Stitch: "But if you want to leave, you can. I'll remember you, though. I remember everyone that leaves."
  • Rick and Morty: "That - out there - that's my grave. On one of our adventures, Rick and I basically destroyed the whole world. So we bailed on that reality and we came to this one, because in this one, the world wasn't destroyed, and in this one, we were dead. So we came here and we buried ourselves and we took their place. And every morning, Summer, I eat breakfast twenty yards away from my own rotting corpse. I'm a version of your brother you can trust when he says 'don't run'. Nobody exists on purpose, nobody belongs anywhere, everybody's gonna die. Come watch T.V.?"
  • Courage the Cowardly Dog: "There's no such thing as 'perfect'. You're beautiful as you are, Courage. With all your imperfections, you can do anything."
Love Through the Hate

pairing: lams

modern middle/high school AU

request: anon: Please Make more fanfics. If you need inspiration I will freestyle for you. Okay It would be a Lams. John Laurens dad would hurt John because he’s gay. Alex will comfort him. Good Luck I don’t mean to be needy but, It has been a while since you made a fanfic and I am happy with all your new followers (You deserve them) Yeah so have a nice day.

word count: 2015

warnings: homophobia, hitting, does it count as physical abuse? if someone getting hit triggers you please don’t read

a/n: well i’ve been not productive about this blog lately. whoops. IF HOMOPHOBIA OR A FATHER HITTING HIS SON BECAUSE OF HATE IS A TRIGGER FOR YOU DO NOT READ. please, take care of yourself first.

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“John, how come you never have me over at your house? Like, for dinner or whatever?”

John fidgets in his seat, picks at a loose thread on his sleeve, drums his fingers on the table, leans back and looks at the clock, does everything he can to avoid answering Alex’s question.

“John.”


John stares down at his lunch tray.

Alex sighs. “Why won’t you answer my question?”


John looks his boyfriend straight in the eyes. “Many reasons.”

John’s six and asks what the word “gay” means, having heard it at school. His father explodes on a long rant about homosexuality and his hatred of it. John just sits there, feeling uneasy but not wanting to walk out, not wanting his father’s wrath to be turned on him.

John’s eight and he and his parents are at a clothing store, shopping for new jeans for him. Two men walk past, holding hands, and his father voices a very loud complaint about that. He says a word that John tries to forget, but it feels like it’s been branded into his brain forever.

John’s ten and he should be getting crushes on girls, should be finding other girls pretty, but instead, he finds himself admiring the other boys in his gym class, thinking that boy who sits next to him is really cute. He’s supposed to be able to tell his father about everything. But he can’t breathe a word about this. He knows what his dad will say, what his dad will do to him. At least, he’s heard his dad talking about what he’d do to gay people. He’s terrified.

John’s twelve and on the day that the Supreme Court rules that same-sex marriage is going to be legal in all fifty states, he wants to cheer, wants to scream his happiness to the whole world. His dad sits shocked in front of the TV and growls hateful things under his breath at the screen, at the endless flashing pictures of gay and lesbian couples celebrating their victory.

John’s thirteen and he’s checking out the guys instead of the girls and he realizes that he’s gay. He wants to cry when he figures it out. He doesn’t want to change, he just doesn’t want his dad to hurt him.

John’s fourteen and a new guy comes to school. One look, and he’s gone, fallen, but he’s held back by the fear that his father has implemented in him. He gets to be friends with the guy, eventually, and comes out to him. The guy is bi and they start dating and John’s in heaven. He tells the guy everything except any mention of his dad. He’s worried as to how the guy will react.

Alex notices that John is close to crying, with the memories washing over him. “Oh, no, sweetie, don’t cry, please,” he says quietly, hesitantly taking John’s hand in his. “What’s wrong?”

“The reason…” John swallows. “My dad. That’s the reason. He’s–he’s homophobic.”

Alex digests this information.

“It can’t be that bad, can it?” he wonders. John violently shakes his head, and the first few tears escape his eyes.

“It is that bad, Alex, it is…it’s so, so bad.”

“C’mon, surely he’d be fine with just meeting me. You don’t even have to tell him we’re dating.”

John shakes his head again. “No, Alex, you don’t understand! I love you and there’s nothing more that I want than to introduce you to my family. But he hates any mention of gay people, it’s really bad, like, he’s said that he will kill gay people if he has the chance and I’m…I’m scared, I don’t wanna get hurt and I don’t want anything to happen to you,” he finishes, breaking down fully in silent tears.

Alex lets his boyfriend cry, rubbing his back, and he doesn’t bring it up for a month.

John kind of hopes that Alex will drop it, but Alexander Hamilton doesn’t give up easily, if ever.

Alex brings it up at lunch again. “Today, after school, could I come over for dinner to meet your parents?”


John sighs. “We’ve been over this, Alex.”


“Can’t I just meet them? We don’t have to say we’re dating. You can introduce me as your friend. Please?”

I’m gonna regret this.

Alex is doing his puppy dog eyes that John can’t resist. John tries to argue with him for a couple minutes, but Alex wins, and they both text their parents to inform them of the plans.

Nerves are building in John’s stomach for the rest of the day after lunch. Alex meets him outside the front doors after school with a simple “hey” and John feels like he’s going to cry because he doesn’t want Alex to get hurt and it be his fault because he didn’t fight harder.

They’re a block away from John’s house when John abruptly stops.

“What’s wrong?” Alex asks, backtracking.

“I don’t think we should do this.”

“Why not?” Alex asks, and John’s words stick in his throat, all of his good arguments dying before they live.

Alex pulls him off to the side of the sidewalk, tilts his head back, and kisses him, deep and long and full, and John’s gasping for breath when he pulls away. All thoughts have been blanked out of his mind, all he can think about is Alex.

“No, wait, do that again,” John pleads, reaching for Alex, and even though they’ve got somewhere to be, even though there are other people walking past, Alex kisses him again, and they both forget about everything.

It’s been a good fifteen minutes by the time the pair finally starts walking in the direction of John’s house again.

Before they go inside, John stares at his reflection, trying to get rid of the blushing, just-made-out-with-my-boyfriend look. He fixes his hair and takes several deep breaths while Alex does the same.

“Ready?” Alex asks.

“No.”


John opens the door anyway.

“Hello, boys,” his mother says, smiling down at them. “You are…?”

“Alexander Hamilton, but you can call me Alex, ma’am,” Alex says, sticking his hand out for Mrs. Laurens to shake. She looks surprised for a second, then laughs.

“No need for such stiff formalities,” she tells him, and Alex nods.

“Come on in. You can hang out in John’s room until dinner is ready,” she adds, and Alex and John step inside.

They go to John’s room and sit on his bed and John is kind of embarrassed because, well, they’re on a bed, and the door is closed and locked, but he can’t even kiss Alex for fear of his father.

So they play games on their phones for what seems like forever, competing against each other, laughing at the failures and celebrating the triumphs.

“Boys! Food!”

“Your mom gets it,” Alex mutters as he picks himself up from where he’s sprawled across John’s comforter. John tries not to stare at Alex’s long, lanky figure. He smiles in agreement as the nerves take over again.

Dinner is stiff and awkward. Mr. and Mrs. Laurens keep up a jerky flow of conversation that skips and stutters. John is trying not to give anything away, but he’s so anxious that it’s not working very well. Alex desperately wants to hold John’s hand but can’t.

“So, why are you here? What is your relation to John?” Mr. Laurens asks, turning to Alex. “What was your name again?”

“Alexander Hamilton, sir,” Alex says, sensing that Mr. Laurens wants the stiff formalities that Mrs. Laurens disregarded.

“And…?”

“I’m his b-best friend, sir,” Alex says, stuttering a little on the b. John’s eyes widen in fear that he tries to hide, really not wanting Alex to say boyfriend.

Mr. Laurens stares at Alex. “Alright. Are you sure there’s not something more? You two seem awfully comfortable around each other. You positive you’re not a–”


John stands up.

“What is it, son,” Mr. Laurens asks, sneering.

“Don’t say that word,” John states, his voice trembling. “Do you even know the history of it? Why people say it?”

“I didn’t say anything!” his father protests.

“Oh, you’ve said it plenty of times before,” John snaps back, fire in his veins, fury coursing through him because he has had enough.

“Why are you defending that? Those people are–”


“Because I’m one of them.”


Dead silence.

Mrs. Laurens looks at John and nods, once, signifying that she’s okay with him and that he can go to her if needed.

Alex can’t just sit there. He stands up. “I’m bi. And I’m dating John.”

Mr. Laurens looks like his eyes are about to bulge out of his skull.

He lunges for his son.

What happens next is a blur.

John drops to the ground and tries to hide under the table, Mr. Laurens swings a fist at him, Mrs. Laurens shouts for her husband to stop, Alex stands there, frozen and speechless for once in his life. He created this disaster, and he thinks he might cry.

“Henry! STOP!” Mrs. Laurens screams, and in the sudden quiet that follows, the dull thud that Mr. Laurens’s fist makes as it hits John’s arm is very clear.

Alex can’t breathe.

Mrs. Laurens pulls Mr. Laurens into the kitchen and a shouting match begins.

John crawls out from under the table and stands up. He winces when Alex puts a hand on his arm, and Alex can already see a bruise beginning to form. Alex wants to cry, but John starts to cry first, and Alex pulls his boyfriend close and lets him rest his head on his shoulder. John cries into the fabric of Alex’s shirt, muttering something that Alex can’t hear properly, a mix of swear words and furious ramblings and scared sentence fragments.

“I’m so sorry, John, so sorry,” Alex says over and over, and at some point he starts crying too.

“I…” John hiccups. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Alex whispers, pressing a gentle kiss to John’s forehead. “We’ll get through this. I promise.”


Mrs. Laurens comes out of the kitchen. “He’ll leave in half an hour. I’m sticking with you, baby boy.”

John smiles gratefully at his mother but doesn’t move from where he’s cuddled up to Alex. “Thanks, Mom, I didn’t…I knew that would happen. That’s why I didn’t wanna tell him…”

Guilt washes over Alex for about the thousandth time. “I’m so sorry,” he says.

John waves his hand. “He was gonna find out eventually. A secret that big…you can’t keep it for your whole life, which was the other option.”

“And it’s nice to finally meet you,” Mrs. Laurens says. “Be good to John, okay?”

Alex nods. His throat feels like it’s constricting.

“Take him upstairs and help him calm down. Take a shower or something, baby, okay?” she advises.

“Yes, Mom,” John says. He turns to his boyfriend. “C’mon.”

“I feel so bad,” Alex confesses when they’re in John’s room, and he starts crying a bit again. “I made you do that and you got hurt and I will never forgive myself and I’m sorry I don’t think that expresses how regretful I am and I feel horrible I’m so sorry–”

John shuts him up with a kiss.

It’s hesitant and chaste at first, but then Alex deepens the kiss and they fall onto John’s bed, still kissing. John’s oddly cold, and he breaks the kiss to burrow under the blankets. Alex joins him after texting his mom and telling her that he’s spending the night at John’s. It’s a Friday, so that’s okay.

“We’re gonna be okay,” John says directly into Alex’s ear, and Alex repeats it, and both of them say that until they kiss again once more.

“I love you,” they then repeat. Alex brushes his lips over John’s forehead. The other boy is sleepy and soon succumbs to sleep.

Alex watches John fall asleep, and he only sleeps when his eyes close from exhaustion. He watches over him. He doesn’t want anything else to happen.

They love each other even through the hate they face from John’s dad.

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||…Admit that you love him. And I know that you do, despite all your best efforts to never let another heart touch yours. That’s assuming, of course, you have one. That little persistent kid has somehow gotten in under the wire, and that’s what’s happened, huh? Admit the truth. You love him, don’t you? (x)

Like, as amusing as it is to see USAH being turned down by high school seniors, keep in mind that they’re all part of the U18 team and that this, while a good thing to do, could hurt their future prospects within the USA Hockey program. They’re taking a stand and they have something to lose, both now and in the future. That takes guts. 

  • Percy: do you think I'm dumb?
  • Annabeth: no, you're actually very intelligent and quick witted, despite your lack of confidence in those areas.
  • Percy: wow, I thought this was going to end in a 1950's sitcom manner with you shaking your head, smiling, while looking into the camera and saying "oh Percy"
  • Annabeth: this is the new age, meta memes disregarding the boundaries between fiction and reality and ignoring the simplifications of characters are in

godoflaundrybaskets replied to your post

“i’m now caught up on eight podcasts, woot woooot!  and seven of them…”

what podcasts?

naturally all of the night vale guys’ (both written and produced):

  • within the wires
  • alice isn’t dead
  • the orbiting human circus (of the air)
  • welcome to night vale

i feel like everyone knows how great those are, and if they don’t then they know to give them the benefit of the doubt because jeffrey cranor and joseph fink have earned at least that.  so i won’t blather on about how wonderful they are [coughs].  then i’ve caught up to these in the past month:

  • eos 10, i’ve just listened to the last episode today and, holy hell, it has to be up at the tippy top of favorites.  the humor in it is so freaking on point; laughing out loud in public for no apparent reason is always super fun, right?  if there’s a cooler girl than jane johns, well, that’s probably what she’s going to end up in prison for: eliminating the competition.  dr. urvidian and ryan dalias as rehabbing reluctant doctor friends in space is the best relationship ever conceived of and i defy you to prove otherwise.
  • the strange case of starship iris, this literally just started, the first episode dropping just the 10th of last month and i already want to give my whole heart to it (and violet liu).  real illuminae vibe to it that i like a loooot.
  • the bright sessions, HI, HEY, HAVE YOU NOTICED THAT I AM OBSESSED WITH THIS BECAUSE I AM PRETTY GROTESQUELY OBSESSED WITH THIS.  if you weren’t aware of that: here ya go.
  • wolf 359 (my only non-gays of the bunch - though they’re not necessarily out of the running, there are no romantic subplots to this three seasons in - which i also enjoy the hell out of), this one deals with a ragtag group of uniquely brilliant misfits orbiting and observing a red dwarf star… that’s totally normal and stuff.

Imagine Woozi giving you a kiss after saying that he loves you and is grateful for your existence.

Valentine’s Day is coming up soon, and Ghost Kak is giving out valentines to other blogs! Reblog this post if you’re okay with receiving one, and he’ll send you a card!

(If you wanna specify whether it’s silly or cute, feel free to send me a message, or put it in the tags of your reblog. ;0)

masterlist

last updated: march 13, 2017

character x character

lams (hamilton/laurens)

stop working (my first one)

you threw away your shot

safe in your arms

fears

bullied

sequel to bullied: hypocrite

tattoos and flower crowns (punk/pastel AU)

nightmare 

we’re engaged

actually gay 

mirrors

love through the hate

darling

accidental cat

dangerous journey 

mulette (mulligan/lafayette)

crush 

clumsy

marliza (maria/eliza)

red

sequel to red: blue

multiple ships

truth or dare 

philip hamilton x martha jefferson

forbidden

cast member x reader

lin x reader

rainy day

character x reader

john laurens x reader

if you had to choose

gilbert du motier marquis de lafayette x reader

if you had to choose

platonic relationships

lafayette and washington’s father-son relationship

don’t call me son

celineakayjs

replied to your post

“what’s the fluffy fury clan do?”

AAHHH!! Let me join your Fluffy Furry Clan too, Mini! XD I will draw the fluffies as offering one day to prove how much I love them! <3

I’m IMPRESSED with your good spirit!
(Tap a sword on your shoulders)
Now you are the clan’s CRAFTSMAN. You shall draw fluffies to prove your true love of fluffiness, Celineakayjs….

This is the best item I give to every craftsmen! Deku Kacchan Sparkling Fluffy Pencils! Please use them with care.

Now we got 5 members! Never thought our clan will come this far. (shred my tears happily ;v;) Fluffy Furry clan welcomes everyone! X’D