god these are so bad i'm so sorry

“you have your mother’s eyes” 

Lily stood there with her back straight, tears streaming down her face. Her arms spread wide out, as if that will protect the infant that was behind her in the crib. She looked up, into the face of the intruder. Searching, hoping, for a flicker of hesitation. Instead, all she saw was a smile. Perhaps even a laugh, she did not know. She could only hear her own cries. “Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!”. She was begging, hoping, he would comply. In that moment, her vision was blurry. She wanted to turn around and kiss Harry one more time, wanted to tell him how much she loved him….”Please … have mercy … have mercy…”.  One more kiss, one more look, one more moment. “Please”. The last thing she saw was a green light coming towards her. 

“you have your mother’s eyes”

Harry looked into the face of his opponent. His back straight, but his body aching. His clothes having stains of dried blood. He must die. It must end. He did not say a word. He couldn’t. Instead, he pictured Ron and Hermione. His best friends. The ones he dreamed of having during his childhood, when Dudley and his friends laughed at him. His two best friends who stuck by him, who protected him. He pictured his parents, whom he saw moments ago. He knew they were beside him. His mother was likely standing in front of him, like she had done years ago. But this time, it was Harry’s turn to protect those he loved. Ginny’s face popped up into his vision. When he had seen her in the castle, he wanted to hug her. Have one last moment with her. One last kiss. He straightened his back again, and looked into his opponent’s red eyes. He saw the mouth move and a flash of green light, and everything was gone.

  • Jaune: I'm sorry, but we have to run. We'll die if we fight near Qrow's semblance! We're being cursed by bad luck.
  • Ruby: Well hey, so is the Grimm!
  • Jaune: Yeah, but there's 4 of us, and there's only 1 of it! So we're 4 times as unlucky!
  • Ruby: Yeah, so it'd be expected for us to lose, and it'd take some really bad luck for it to not work in the Grimm's favor, wouldn't it!
  • Jaune: God damnit, how does his semblance actually work?
  • Qrow, pulling out a whiteboard: Well, it can all be explained using a branch of mathematics called Bad Luck Theory, or BLT.
  • Qrow: Wait, before we get into this, how many of you have taken multivariable calculus?
  • Nuckelavee: *Raises hand*
  • Qrow: Only one? Fine, I'll try to simplify it.
I Got 99 Problems and You’re Number One

… Yes, this is what you’re thinking. Me being super late to start @starcoweek3 

In my defense, THIS FIC DIDN’T WANT OT END.

So.. yeah, I’m a bit ashamed it took me this long to finish, like, we are almost over it…

Also, guys I didn’t give up JanTom Week, all the fics have half done but I had a major block with Jantom (probably due to EA just wanted me on the climax chapters and I’m still finishing it) I plan to finish before next jantom week lol

Also,, huge thanks to @mrevaunit42 and @axis2600 for helping to post this anyway, you guys are awesome! *hugs*

Also a special mention to @fullertoons for creating this amazing au! 

I hope you enjoy :D

PS: lots of people identified this as the Starco song because of EA, and I ended up using to write in this too along with this one.

Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5 | Day 6 | Day 7


I 99 Problems and You’re Number One

Marco sat in the waiting room annoyed. He and Star went to Mewni to come kind of ceremony that she was obligated to comply and for whatever reason, he got into it too. The princess had asked him if he could wait for her to get ready to give an opinion to her dress and how he was supposed to say no when she looked at him with those blue eyes full of hope?!

He had a major problem, not only because he was completely hopeless for those blue eyes sparkling hope, or the cutest heart marks she had, or how she was enchanting on every single way, or how Star walked like floating like she was a ballerina… No, all that was consequences of his number one problem.

The fact he was falling for the princess.

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I love Sidon and Sidlink, but...

I can’t devote all of my love to the handsome fish boy because Yiga Clan members are so darn attractive and I have this headcanon:

The vast majority of the Yiga boyos you meet while out and about are actually the same guy. He has a major crush on Link, but misinterprets his feelings as hatred and rivalry because all his life he has been training to kill Link. And he’s a dorky idiot tsundere about the whole thing and it’s really cute.

Side Note: I may be doing other things with this character, and if I do they will all be tagged with “that one yiga boy”.

  • Me: I feel bad I should reach out to someone before this gets too much
  • Me: *actually talks to a friend*
  • Friend: *is reasonably worried and tries to support me*
  • Me, crying: oh god oh god I'm so sorry don't worry I'm fine pls I didn't mean to make you worry I promise I'm fine I shouldn't have dragged you into this I'm so sorry you didn't deserve this this isn't your fault I'm sorry you don't have to put up with me I'm so sor-...

anonymous asked:

Okay I've been following 19 days and I'm up to date on all the chapters, maybe I read it wrong but I don't remember jian yi going missing at all after getting kidnapped. Like where does it say he went missing during high school. Sorry if this sounds rude, but I'm genuinely confused. Like I see it mentioned all the time on tumblr and you mentioned it recently on a post so I figured I could ask. Thank you!

the first two panels show that jian yi disappears on the second day of high school & that he returns when zhan’s finished high school already (hs takes three years in china so jian yi will be gone for at least three years if not longer) and the third panel proofs that they’re in their third year of middle school right now :)

https://19daysruinedmylife.tumblr.com/post/159896704102/hi-i-just-finished-reading-19-days-and-i-went 

 i explained it in this ask too so check it out!! and don’t worry i don’t think you’re being rude ☺️

anonymous asked:

Bits live tweeting everything Bob says while they watch Jack play

Bitty can’t tweet much because his father-in-law was called ‘Bad Bob’ on and off the ice for a very specific reason. 

@omgcheckplease I can only understand every third word

@omgcheckplease send help

hedarey  asked:

"weeks ago i the lesbian of the village bought condoms at the store and everyone knew about it even before i drove back home" oh my god i'm so glad i read all the tags i'm cackling in my college library the guy next to me is side-eying me and i thought my rural upbringing was bad im sO SORRY

I arrived back home and my Mom just deadass asked “why did you buy condoms for?” and I was just like?? HOW THE FUCK DO YOU KNOW I BOUGHT THAT? And she was like “Irene (the lady who owns the bakery) called and told me”. I’m 24 and don’t even really live there anymore, like… anyway, all my Mom did after that is ask if she could have some.

anonymous asked:

Hi mama! I'm so happy to catch your ask box open :D! Now, let's go to the question hehehe. What do everyone think about RivaMika being honest (incluiding Levi and Mikasa)? Sorry for my bad english :')

Mikasa: So fucking happy
Reiner: Hahah wow, Mikasa, really?!
Bertholdt: that’s only slightly weird… … …
Annie: Monster and monster, how fitting…
Eren: WHAT?!?!?!?!?! LEVI HEICHOU AND MIKASA?!?!?!
Jean: Mikasa?!?! Really?
Marco: That’s good for you :)
Sasha: Mikasa? U sure?
Connie: Uhm?!?!
Historia: What the fuck Levi, that’s so fucking nasty of you!
Armin: Mikasa, please take care!
Ymir: Oh god what the hell is even going on?

Levi: Embarrassed af
Hanji: You’re so cute together~~~
Erwin: You’ll have very strong children
Nanaba: But the age gap?!
Mike: Levi knows how to get the young girls
Moblit: Please don’t

So I wanted to write a solangelo Fae au and now I am enjoy my first story on tumble which is probably not going to be a oneshot so here I go my solangelo Fae AU titled

Ethereal

His face turned upwards towards the sky staring at the azure sky which was speckled with scarlet, rose, and orange. Light fell between the branches above him softly hitting the green grass below him. He loved this time of day and being able to watch the different colors slowly shrink and disappear under the nest of trees on the edge of the clearing.The world was silent around him as the sun continued to descend below the trees.

Smiling he grabbed the ball he had been playing with bouncing on to the grass below him watching the ball rise up in to the sky emulating the setting sun. Night was falling and the wind blew through the forest rustling the branches of the nearby trees. The leaves on a nearby bush shook startling the boy in to dropping the ball as a small squirrel rushed through the bush and up a tree. He watched the squirrel shimmy up the tree shaking his head at himself for being startled by such a simple thing before hurrying after his ball which was rolling away. 

Leaves ghosted over his cheeks and branches grabbed at his clothing as he moved further away from the clearing slowly disappearing in to the forest. The ball continued to roll away from the grass as the young child continued to trudge after it occasionally tripping over tree roots and rocks along the way. The boy was deep in the forest when the ball rolled in to a small patch of shadows obscuring it from his sight.

Teeth clamped down on his lips as the boy stifled a cry of frustration. He refused to loose that toy no matter what. It was his favorite. It was special. With determination only a child could hold he marched up to the shadows and disappeared along with his beloved toy. 

As he walked through the shadows he was aware of the strange shift in the silence of the world around him. Instead if the usual serene and light feeling of comfortable silence it was heavy and sad and almost terrifying. Nothing moved around him as light crept through the treeline only to dissipate long before the beams could touch the ground. The silence weighs on him and his knees and hands begin to shake with the effort to remain upright and he continued to trudge on.

The little light that filtered through the treetops abruptly disintegrated and the child was left a single golden blip in the darkness. With the absence of light came the absence of silence as whispers soon filled the air. Words of darkness and shadows reached his ears and strangled cries and insane giggles echoed through the stale air. The golden child stood frozen in the middle of the shadows refusing to even turn his head before he felt something. It curled around his unclothed leg and claws scraped down his shin all the way to his ankles. The feeling of blood oozing its way down his legs snapped him out of his stupor and he ran.

He ran and ran as shadows slinked by his sides and wrapped around his body. He ran as claws reached out ripping at his clothes and skin. He ran as the echoes of the voices grew louder and louder.

And then he stopped.

He stopped and slid on to the ground clutching the sides of his head and covering his ears. He was going to die here he knee it. He was going to die and for the first time he was scared. He was scared in the forest he had played in for as long as he could remember and he was scared of what death could mean.

He didn’t want to die.

He could feel it, his body growing colder, colder, colder as he sat there eyes closed ears covered and breathing sporadic. He could feel his heart as it slowed in his chest. His limbs and body were going numb, and his vision was fading in and out. He can’t move. He can’t move. He can’t move. He was going to die.

Then it was silent once more. His body was warm and he could move again. He could feel the hot salty tears running down his cheeks as he placed his hands over his eyes and sobbed and sobbed and sobbed. Then he saw light through his fingers and he slowly raised his head upwards. In front of his face were lights, small, beautiful, bright tinkling lights of all colors drifted in front of his face and in every color he could think of. 

His eyes follow the lights around the shadows till they stop on a little boy who sits on the floor of the shadows back turned to him. He spots ebony hair and ivory skin from where he sits Cautiously he stands up walking towards the figure kneeling down beside him. 

“Hello,” the boy jumps up, startled briefly staring at the golden haired boy before him then lowering his gaze down towards the ground. “I was wondering if you might have been the one who saved me and made those lights”. The boy makes no movement to saying anything simply giving a small nod towards the questions. A smile of relief and happiness blooms across the child’s face. “Thank so so so so so much for saving me my names Will whats your”. The boy looks up at Will who gasp taking a step away from the boy. The boys eyes are a shining sterling silver and his pupils are a dark black color. Fear flashes across the silver eyed boys fae and he lowers his gaze, stands up and begins to walk away. 

Will jumps up rushing after the boy and grabbing his arm. The boy tenses yanking his arm away and turning towards Will. His eyes are angry and the corners of his mouth are turned down in a scowl and past his lips Will spots small teeth and several large canines. His eyes travel down wards and his notices the boys nails which are long and sharp reminding him of a large dogs trimmed claws. 

Will gulps audibly steeling his nerves and grabbing his arm again.”Please can you show me the way out, please I don’t want to get hurt again”. The boy opens his mouth and before closing it and ripping his arm away from Will’s grasp. He slowly trudges in to the shadows disappearing along with the lights. Will hangs his head as tears already begin to build in his eyes. 

A light drifts up towards him landing right above his nose. Suddenly the boy is standing there again gesturing for Will to follow after him. A smile lights up his features as he rubs the tears away and rushes after the boy and the lights. 

The walk through the shadows is silent and gradually Will begins to see small beams of silver moonlight falling from above. He begins to see silhouettes of plants and he can once again hear the rustling of the leaves in the night wind. He emerges once more in the clearing he was playing in before. He lets out a sigh of relief at the familiar sight. Turning his head to his side he goes to thank the boy only to find the boy nowhere insight and in his place the red ball. 

“WILL” a woman’s voice calls in to the night. “WILL WILL WHERE ARE YOU.” He stares at the ball before calling out to answer the voice. “I’m here mom in the clearing.” A woman with brown hair and brown eyes burst through the trees. Her face melts in to a smile of relief and tears spring in to her eyes as she rushes over scooping up her boy and squeezing him tight. 

“William Anthony Solace I was so worried about you. Where did you go when you didn’t come in I thought something happened to you and when I though that I think I might have died but I came back to look for you and I didn’t know what to do when I couldn’t find you and and don’t you ever worry me like that again I might actually die if you do it again.”

Will smiles squeezing his mother just as tight as she is him. “I know mom I just ran after my toy and lost track of time trying to find it, I’m sorry.” The mother sniffles letting her son drop on to the ground as she nods her head in understanding. “Okay your still grounded for three days for giving your poor dying mother a heart attack.” Will lets out a small giggle at his mothers words before sighing upon realizing what a grounding would mean for him. 

The mother looks down at her son’s pouting face and smiles as she kneels down to embrace him. “Don’t worry munchkin it will be over before you know it. Now why don’t you get your stuff so we can go back home.” Will nods reaching down and grabbing his ball. 

When his fingers brush the surface of the ball a warmth travels through his body. A soft and shy voice no more than a whisper fills his head. “My name… is Nico and I’m glad your okay Will.” A large grin spreads across Will’s face as he happily grabs his mother’s hand and the walk past the trees to his home. 

Well that’s it for the first chapter. Oh god I hope it was good I’ve never posted on Tumblr before so I hope whoever happens to read this enjoys it. God I’m so nervous to post this. Well here I go

Birthdays
  • Conspires with teacher and shows Person A an Happy Birthday video that Person B made...in front of the whole class:
  • Person A: *hiding face* oh my god you guys
  • Person B: I'm so sorry for embarrassing you. I feel so bad. I'll make it up to you, promise.
  • Person C: What do you mean? It's their birthday! The whole point is to embarrass them!

this-strange-ninja  asked:

Hello!! Uh, I've been wanting to say this for a long while, but I wanted to let you know how amazing your art style is.. it's really unique and your colors and lines are lovely when paired together. I've gotten inspiration from you several times and I wanted to thank you for sharing what you do with us! You're full of talent and I'm always happy to see when and what you've posted (especially sniperspy stuff because that's all I post on my art-blog really x_x). So.. keep up the great work! -v-

Ok hold on, I need to gather myself…that’s just so many nice things at once, oooh God ಥ‿ಥ You’re so kind, thank you very much! I’m really glad you enjoy my art style, this always means a lot to me and motivates me greatly! Ah seriously, I feel like I don’t deserve so much praise but hearing that I’m able to inspire others makes me so happy Thank you once again!