god I'm going to throw something

the signs as things i've said while playing mario kart
  • Aries: waluigi i'm going to murder you
  • Taurus: i probably would've won if i didn't suck at driving
  • Gemini: no, luigi deserves better than this. luigi deserves a monster truck
  • Cancer: all of the spectators watching this are probably thinking "man, princess peach is dumb as hell"
  • Leo: (to my cat) BELLA. NOT NOW. I'M PLAYING MARIO KART. I NEED TO BE IN THE ZONE
  • Virgo: WARIO WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR DAMAGE
  • Libra: i don't mean to question the mario universe or anything but why are we letting babies drive. it seems a little unethical
  • Scorpio: the first time i failed peach. but now i've done something unforgivable. i've failed luigi. i can never show my face in this world again
  • Sagittarius: and it was on that day that i finally learned, that there is no god. only mario
  • Capricorn: all of these dirty banana peels on the road are hazardous to both drivers and pedestrians. if we don't clean this up sooner somebody's going to die. and i'm gonna blame that turtle thing that throws shells down at me from the sky
  • Aquarius: i'm a shooting star in the skies of hell
  • Pisces: it's okay, i gave up on my dreams a long time ago
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A glimpse, albeit small and static-y, but a glimpse nonetheless.

Chapter 3: Encounters
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I’ve become far too used to playing it safe, and I’ve also realized for myself that playing it safe gets me absolutely nowhere worth going.

Welp. That’s one email I’m not getting back. I wonder how she’ll react?

terra-terrible  asked:

What methods do you use to make your art look so animated anyway? :0 It seriously looks great!!

Well there’s the obvious, of course. Line of Action, all that

use of weight and gravity to energize a pose, that helps show that it’s mid-motion

utilizing angles for just a lil’ extra spice

but also, there’s a sort of mentality. 

In drawings, you’ll have to get a little creative with animated expression. After all,

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the signs at a sleepover
  • aries: "let's go outside and throw eggs at people's houses."
  • taurus: "can we eat first?"
  • gemini: "oh my god aries. we should totally do that."
  • cancer: "can we just watch a scary movie or something?"
  • leo: "SELFIEEE!"
  • virgo: "oh my god, leo. stop with your fucking selfies. i agree with cancer though. let's watch a movie."
  • libra: "shut up, virgo. SELFIE!"
  • scorpio: "anyone wanna have sex with me?"
  • sagittarius: ";)"
  • capricorn: "y'all nasty."
  • aquarius: "can y'all shut up i'M TRYNA SLEEP oVeR HERE."
  • pisces: *is sleeping*
double the manly
  • kirishima: listen. listen
  • bakugou: [silently glaring]
  • kirishima: i said LISTEN
  • bakugou: I'M LISTENING JACKASS
  • kaminari: let the record show that we are all listening
  • kirishima: like. so even the manliest dude, can only be 100% manly. because that's how that works
  • kaminari: yea go on
  • kirishima: but like. two dudes. throwing their manly, manly bodies at one another
  • kaminari: oh my god
  • kirishima: that's 2x the masculinity. that's the manliest thing i can think of
  • kaminari: kirishima
  • bakugou: no wait. he's onto something here.
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IM YELLING S H A Y LIKE IMAGINE HIM TALKING TO MAES ON THE PHONE AND SHE TRIES TO LIKE SEE WHAT IT IS?? AND HE HAS TO KEEP HER FROM GETTING OUT OF THE WATER AND MAES IS LIKE “WHATS GOING ON IN THERE?????” and like Riza starts to learn more Amestrian bc maes is constantly calling on the phone and she listens to Roy talk on the phone…and now im imagining her getting bored a lot and Roy having to deal with that too

OH MY GOD YES AND HE WHILE HE’S TALKING TO MAES ON THE PHONE SHE’S LISTENING INTENTLY AND THEN REALIZES SHE GETS SOME SORT OF ENTERTAINMENT/REACTION OUT OF HIM WHEN SHE SPLASHES AND THAT IS NOT WHAT ROY WANTS HER TO DO BECAUSE MAES CAN HEAR IT AND HE’S TRYING TO EXPLAIN WHILE SHE THROWS A BAR OF SOAP AT HIM.

And then imagine her splashing out of boredom aND THEN TRYING TO GO SOMEWHERE BY MOVING THE CLAWFOOT TUB AND ALMOST TIPPING IT OVER.

Also imagine her trying to string words together that she hears over the phone like, “Nothing on Maes going splash tub water broken.” And she just babbles at him because it gives her something to do plus it’s the only way she realizes she can get him to understand.

                                                     ophelia 

Anytime, Sweetheart: Part 14

Pairing: JDM x OFC, 

Features: Ackles & Padalecki Families, R2, Misha Collins & Vicky Vantoch, Norman Reedus, Andrew Lincoln, Kim Rhodes, Briana Buckmaster, Ruth Connell, Corey Taylor and other cast members & OFCs*
*THIS IS AN RPF FIC**

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Summary: (I’m horrible at summaries, but let me try): Kylin Ackles runs to her brother’s house after leaving her abusive boyfriend of 3 years, where she meets Jeffrey. Events unfold that bring them together, as well as push them apart. 

Warnings: Emotional abuse, Physical Violence, mentions of rape, cursing, drinking, recreational drug use (weed), Strip Club, RPF, NSFW**, GIFs, implied smut, Age Difference, Slow burn, Emotional rollercoaster, poorly written smutt, etc… 18+ please

(A/N: This is strictly a work of fiction that I came up with off the top of my head. For fictional purposes his S/O & Son are not mentioned. I love him and his little family, though, so no hate intended. This is the first time posting anything on Tumblr, but I couldn’t get it out of my head since my ao3 fic is currently on hiatus because writers block. Feedback is appreciated. unbetaed, all mistakes are mine.)**THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS DESCRIPTION OF SUICIDE. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED***

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   The next morning when I woke up I was greeted with warm hands and a strong chest pressed against me. Smiling, I rolled over and opened my eyes, expecting to see Robbie.

   It was not Robbie. My mouth dropped open but he put his fingertips to my lips to silence me before I could speak.

   "I’m not going to say I told you so. I’m just going to say I love you and I’m here if you need anything.“

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anonymous asked:

Hi, I'm the Anon who sent the Immortal LSPD idea, and your third idea (The one where they end up just kinda coexisting) made me think of something hilarious (to me). Maybe one of the Fake's shell companies throws a police fundraiser to get the heat off of them. It's a paintball thing, you donate a certain amount, you get to go play paintball with the police. The cops get all set, when their teamates for that round show up. The Fakes and the cops put on a team.

God that’s amazing, i legitimately can’t decide if i like this idea better when the FAHC’s identities are a secret or not - on the one hand, the public weirdness of the police playing games with the most wanted criminals in the city would be such a spectacle, but on the other the possibility that the LSPD would have to be super friendly and nice to the smirking Fakes’ because how bad would it look for the cops to be going after the poor random citizens on their team. Either way the immortal LSPD are regretting their entire undying lives, and both sides spend so much time trying to torment each other that they suffer an incredibly embarrassing loss to a team of regular citizens. 

The Signs + Songs from Instant Gratification by Dance Gavin Dance
  • Aries: Eagle vs. Crows - "I know them and I know what, I think I'ma start this up."
  • Taurus: On the Run - "I did you wrong, now let me atone. 'Cause I don't think we'll make it all alone."
  • Gemini: Shark Dad - "I loved you in the summer, the leaves were bound to change."
  • Cancer: Something New - "Wanna throw it all away and open up with something new."
  • Leo: Stroke God, Millionaire - "I'm in love with the feeling that I'm loved. Stroke my ego, turn me into God."
  • Virgo: We own the Night - "Just fake it through the day and the night is your God."
  • Libra: Legend - "I am every season, I am legend all because of you."
  • Scorpio: Awkward - "I wanna be somebody. I'm gonna be somebody."
  • Sagittarius: Lost - "I am lost, need a God, somewhere to go when it's all over."
  • Capricorn: Death of a Strawberry - "Mental protection if reality is raging harder" / "I believe denial makes me hella intelligent."
  • Aquarius: The Cuddler - "Wanna hurt me? Baby, get in line."
  • Pisces: Variation - "We don't wanna know. Dull down our senses, become numb."

anonymous asked:

Imagine how annoyed Dark would be if his SO was the embodiment of Pride like-"What do you mean you're not going to let me seduce you?" "I'm not going to let you if you want some submissive pet to fuck go bother Lust or something I'm a lady not a goddamn dog" god that would be hilarious but also scary because wow the SO is going to get on his nerves until he can't take it anymore and just throws them over his shoulder and marches towards the bed lmao

I’m not going to add anything because that ask is just nailing that scenario. 
Pride would be so sassy towards Dark, scoffing at him when he tries to seduce her/him/them.

THE SIGNS READING THEIR OWN HOROSCOPES IN A MAGAZINE
  • Aries: "This must mean i'm getting laid soon..." *drops magazine and runs home*
  • Taurus: "Well, shit." *throws magazine*
  • Gemini: "Oh no..." *lives with caution for the next few days*
  • Cancer: "Oh my god this is so accurate, I cannot believe anyone could understand me like this! It must be true!" *wipes tear from eye*
  • Leo: "If this is correct, then i'm finally going to be famous this week!" *packs bags to Hollywood*
  • Virgo: "Fuck..." *starts overthinking about the future*
  • Libra: "Thank you sweet baby Jesus!" *hugs magazine*
  • Scorpio: "Maybe that will happen... eh." *shrugs and continues cutting up the magazine*
  • Sagittarius: "This magazine sucks, no horoscopes." *but has passed the horoscopes by accident*
  • Capricorn: "No, something like this is not happening." *calls editor of the magazine*
  • Aquarius: "So someone is finally going to recognize my beauty?" *flips hair*
  • Pisces: "I can prevent this." *stays in bed for the rest of their life*
The FISTO Initiative
  • Int. The Institute, Father's chambers.
  • It is LATE, and the Institute's lights are beginning to dim. FATHER, still looking mournfully smug for whatever reason, enters the room and goes to flick on the lights. Nothing happens. Closer inspection reveals the lightswitch to have been STABBED REPEATEDLY. In the corner, someone lights a cigarette. FATHER whirls around, more confused than angry.
  • THE COURIER: Sorry about the lights, old man. I couldn't seduce the switch, so I had to use...other methods.
  • THE COURIER holds the cigarette up to their face, dimly revealing their RANGER HELMET. They rub the filter of their cigarette against the mask.
  • Father: What is this? Who are you? How did you-
  • THE COURIER: This is a pretty fancy place you got here. Easily the cleanest place I've ever seen. Not as advanced as the Big Empty, but at least you don't have lobotomite poop everywhere. And I mean everywhere.
  • FATHER: Wha--
  • THE COURIER: But!
  • THE COURIER makes a futile attempt to exhale smoke, despite not actually smoking.
  • THE COURIER: But you guys have absolutely no imagination. I mean, you've got an army of robots capable of perfectly imitating humans, and what do you do with them? Nothing! Well, nothing interesting, anyway. What's your endgame here?
  • FATHER: This is ridiculous. I'm calling the guards.
  • THE COURIER: You call for help, and I will paint these walls red with your friends' blood.
  • FATHER recoils, horrified.
  • THE COURIER: Now, speaking as someone who actually used a robot army to take over a region, you guys are going about this the wrong way. Everyone hates you, you have no idea what your long-terms goals are, and you are squandering the single greatest resource you have available to you. Sex appeal.
  • FATHER: I...have no idea what you're talking about.
  • THE COURIER: Of course you don't. God, I hate the Commonwealth.
  • They throw down their cigarette in disgust and begin muttering to themselves.
  • THE COURIER: ...barely any Vaults, no vault suits, bad accents, Diamond City Radio doesn't play Johnny Guitar...
  • FATHER: I'm sorry?
  • THE COURIER: So does this whole place have an elektra complex or something? I mean, everyone calls you "Daddy," pretty much, and most of them are boning the synths made with your DNA.
  • FATHER: How did you know about that?
  • THE COURIER: The boning? I've got a Stealth Boy built into this suit, dude. Cass is always giving me shit about my uncontrollable snooping/voyeurism.
  • FATHER: That's...horrifying, and you're insane, but how did you know about the synths being made with my DNA?
  • THE COURIER: I've been in here all night, I got bored, so I went through your terminal. Like I said, it's a bad habit. What was I talking about? Right, sex appeal. You've got a people-making factory, more or less, but you use it for mundane, pointless shit.
  • FATHER: How dare you! We're redefining humanity!
  • THE COURIER: What, by kidnapping and doppleganging random schmucks? You guys are just doing this out of habit, I can tell. You're a bunch of eggheads stuck in a cycle of mad science. I've seen it before. Which is where I come in.
  • They slide a battered holotape over to Father.The word "FISTO" has been crudely engraved into it.
  • FATHER: And this will do what, exactly?
  • THE COURIER: That is the single greatest program ever devised by man or mutant. It can turn a humble Protectron into a fuckbot beyond your wildest dreams. I have seen FISTO-grade units fuck the stupid out of cannibals, the ugly out of Ghouls and the fascism out of Brotherhood Paladins.
  • THE COURIER leans towards Father, who tries to back away.
  • THE COURIER: (whispering lasciviously)Imagine what it could achieve when installed in a synth.
  • FATHER begins sweating profusely.
  • THE COURIER: (ranting)Imagine it. The most attractive people you mad geniuses can forge, each of them equipped with genitals far beyond what nature intended. And inside their perfect skulls, they're running algorithms of PURE FILTH. You could rule the Commonwealth in a matter of weeks. You could construct dopplebangers--people pay big money to fuck things that look like them. Shit, you could even rent out those synth gorillas you've got out back--the wastelands are full of the sexually monstrous.
  • FATHER is in awe of the sheer depravity of what THE COURIER is suggesting.
  • FATHER: Why are you doing this?
  • THE COURIER: Because you guys are pointlessly evil, and I think the Commonwealth sucks as it is. It's very boring here.
  • FATHER: You think that the radioactive hell above us is boring?
  • THE COURIER: Yes.
  • FATHER: You're crazier than I thought.
  • THE COURIER: Use the tape, old man. And send some of your new synths to New Vegas. I've got a lot of messed-up people to keep entertained.
  • FATHER: Is that all you came down here for? How did you even get here?
  • THE COURIER: I dug.
  • FATHER: You what?
  • THE COURIER: I dug.
  • FATHER: W-we're half a mile underground.
  • THE COURIER: Had I known that, I wouldn't have tried. But all people could tell me about this place was that it was under the CIT. So I dug.
  • FATHER: Who...what are you?
  • THE COURIER: They call me the Courier. Start cracking on those synths, old man. If I come back down here and you bastards are still doing pointlessly evil bullshit, I'm going to make lab coats out of your skins.
The signs at home while sick
  • Aries: I HATE EVERYTHING *tries to break something but doesn't have enough energy*
  • Taurus: Eats the entire kitchen then throws it all up
  • Gemini: *lying in bed* I need to go to the hospital i think I'm gonna die help me I'm gonna die THIS IS THE END
  • Cancer: *inside pile of blankets and pillows* *tear rolls down cheek* the world is so cruel
  • Leo: *sitting in a pile of tissues* i am so disgusting I can never show my face again
  • Virgo: *on web MD website* MOM OH MY GOD HELP I HAVE PNEUMONOULTRAMICROSCOPICSILICOVOLCANOKONIOSIS
  • Libra: sleeps all day, occasionally wakes up to eat medicine and complain.
  • Scorpio: complains complains complains COMPLAINS CoMpLaInS c o m p l a i n s
  • Sagittarius: tries to do stuff and ends up making themselves more sick
  • Capricorn: the most miserable thing on earth just lies in a ball all day
  • Aquarius: IM SAID IM NOT SICK *throws up*
  • Pisces: lies in bed staring at the ceiling surrounded by stuffed animals.

god this same fuckin person who keeps writing fics of the gang as minors doing explicit sexual shit and incest and cis mpreg wrote ANOTHER chardee rape fic where dee rapes charlie and i’m literally going to throw up this shit is not okay i am literally begging you to stop

Chiaki plays Ragdoll Runners
  • Chiaki: This game looks a lot like QWOP.
  • Chiaki: Did I do it? Yeah! Celebration! Maybe! Man that was a lot more challenging than I thought it'd be.
  • Chiaki: Oh goddammit it's worse than befoooore! Oh every part of me haaates this!
  • Chiaki: I don't understand how people can be good at this.
  • Chiaki: I can't get any goddamn momentum, what is this?!
  • Chiaki: FUCKING GO FORWARD, YOU FUCKING FUUUUCK!!
  • Chiaki: JUST FUCKING GOOOO WHAT THE FUCK?! WHAT THE FUCK?!
  • Chiaki: [Inaudible screaming]
  • Chiaki: Ah that was something that resembled not sucking ass!
  • Chiaki: OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD I FUCKING HATE THIS GODDAMMIT HOLY SHIT!
  • Chiaki: YOU WERE OFF TO SUCH A GOOD START WHAT THE FUUUUCK OH MY GOOOOOD!!!
  • Chiaki: I DON'T GET IT WHY?! WHY?! WHYYYYY?!?! FUUUUCK!! OH MY GOOOOD!!! [Throws controller and everything else onto the ground]
  • Chiaki: NO NO NO NO FUCK IT NO NO NO!!! I'M DONE WITH THIS GAME!!!
  • Hajime: [Hears it through the door] Who keeps giving her these games?!

anonymous asked:

Can I have a scenario where you and Luhan are having a fight, and you are about to cry, but you don't want him to see so you shout "You know what, i'm going to bed," or something like that and you go into the bedroom, slam the door, and cry? >.< Sorry this got really wordy~~

Luhan glared fiercely at you. “Then why are you even here?” he shouted, throwing his hands up. “All you do is complain and nag because I don’t spend enough time with you and, oh my God, I went out for coffee with Minseok!”

Even though you were extremely hurt by his words, you glared back, fighting tears along with your husband. It was another pointless, stupid fight; something that had been happening frequently. You were both stressed over life and ended up taking it out on each other whenever home alone. “Don’t act like you’re the victim here, Luhan! You started this whole thing because I didn’t cook you dinner as soon as you dragged your sorry but in through that door!”

You both stood in the kitchen, forgotten food for yourself on the island and a broken class in the floor from the moment Luhan got angry with you. He laughed this time. “Do you know how stupid you sound right now?” He brushed his hair from his eyes. “God, I don’t know why I married you,” he murmured to himself.

But you heard him. Loud and clear. The tears you fought now sprang to the surface and you frowned, biting your lip harshly. You slammed the plate of food into the sink. “I’m going to bed,” you informed him, storming off right after catching a stunned expression from your husband.

You went into the master bedroom and slammed the door loudly before crumbling to the ground, tears pouring out. You never expected him to say something like that and it hurt so bad. Amidst your cries, the door suddenly burst open and Luhan froze in the doorway, spotting you sitting at the end of the bed. He stared blankly.

“I’ll stay over at the dorms tonight,” he stated quietly before going to grab his bag proceeding to pack a few clothes. You watched him silently, more tears rolling down your face. You didn’t want him to leave, you wanted him to stay and help you fix your broken marriage.

Finally finished packing his few things, Luhan turned to leave, a saddened expression covering his face. He bit his lip before slowly approaching you and leaning down. He planted a light kiss on your hair before starting to leave only to have you grab his hand to stop him.

“Don’t go…” you mumbled, looking up at him with pleading eyes. It surprised you when he looked at you with tears in his own eyes.

He shook his head. “I’m sorry. Take the night and rest; I’ll come back tomorrow and we’ll fix this,” he promised, petting your cheek. Before he left, he wiped your tears and gave you another kiss. “I’ll come back.”

Please forgive me for taking so long ;_;

- Admin Mimi

If Thor ever tried to hit on Annabeth
  • Thor: Well, hello there. How would you like for me to take you on a tour of the Nine Realms?
  • Percy: You got this?
  • Annabeth: Yeah. *throws drachma in a rainbow* Hey Mom, this cheeky, blonde thunder god won't stop hitting on me, could you come turn him into something unpleasant?
  • Athena: *crashes down in bolt of light* ASGARDIAN SWINE! HOW DARE YOU HARASS MY DAUGHTER! MY FATHER IS ZEUS, LORD OF THE SKY. YOU ARE NOTHING PUNY THUNDER GOD! I SHALL SMITE YOU!!!
  • Thor: Oh shit, you're Athena's kid? Nevermind, even I'm not THAT crazy.
  • Percy: Hey!
  • Liv: I ordered Aaron a Blu-ray for his birthday, it's not even been dispatched yet. It's never gonna arrive tomorrow. Robert...?
  • Robert: Nope. Haven't you got school, anyway?
  • Liv: Boiler's packed up, thank God.
  • Chas: Right, get him something with this. Here.
  • Text from Rebecca: Where are you? Hurry up.
  • Aaron: What are you sneaking out for?
  • Robert: Well, you clearly need your beauty sleep more than I do, so I'll catch you later. (leaves)
  • Chas: I was thinking earlier...
  • Aaron: Well, that's dangerous. Go on.
  • Chas: I could, you know, throw a small family party here tomorrow.
  • Aaron: Mum, thank you, but no. I'm not a kid. I don't need jelly and paper hats.
  • Liv: Sorry? You might not want a party, but we do.
  • Chas: He's not the only birthday Grinch. Can Robert not even take a couple of hours off in the evening?
  • Aaron: No.
  • Chas: Why not?
  • Aaron: Because... he just... he can't.
  • Chas: And you two are okay?
  • Aaron: Mum, we're fine. Stop going on about it.