(i was lookin at reblogs and someone said that he doesn't lift but grinds so i came up with this thing)
Trophy: What is up brother??👋📱🏆I didn’t come 🏃 ⏪ here👇 to play nice😠 i came here to win 😡💪🥇🎖🏅some money 💰🤑 and a chance to be in the NFL 🏈🏆 like my pa was 😔🙏☠️ R.I.P. You play with dolls??🤔 That would earn you 4️⃣2️⃣0️⃣laps my dude, but coach ain’t here, so you must be blackmailed!!😱😈 What😧😧?? I’m ELIMINATED😱??? Come fight 🥊🤼♂️ me Knife 🔪 you cowa-
Hey,I was wondering if I could get a HC for Ciel putting his S/O to bed, but she is a bit difficult as ehe doesn't usually go to bed until around 12/1am and don't sleep that long (say 4 hours max,how I survive on this is a mystery to me) so she sometimes stay up reading really late into the night or playing chess. So often in the morning her hair is absolute mess sticking up in weird angles despite being so short, and bags under her eyes. She won't talk to people before she's had her morning tea
Ciel sat up, roused from his sleep. The space beside him was empty, cold, the corner of the duvet not even crumpled. He sighed - you were still awake, despite his (and Sebastian’s) best efforts to coax you into bed.
“Sebastian.” A mere whisper in the dark was answered by a similar quiet rustling of fabric, announcing the demon’s arrival.
“My Lord?” Sebastian knew what Ciel would ask, as he did every night, but still they went through the motions.
“Where’s Y/N?” Ciel sat up, rubbing his eyes. He yearned for sleep but not before you got some shut-eye too.
Sebastian sighed. “In your study, sir. I believe she’s trying to finish a chess match against herself.”
Ciel passed a hand over his face. “What time is it?”
“Three fourteen in the morning, my lord. I shall retrieve her for you. Sit tight.”
Sebastian disappeared and in less than a completed breath he was back, a sleeping Y/N in his arms. Ciel shifted and Sebastian put her in the bed beside Ciel, removing her shoes and socks and loosening any tight clothing to prevent the risk of injury.
Only a handful of hours later, Y/N was awake, her hair looking like she’d been dragged through a bush backwards, bags under her eyes. Ciel didn’t bother greetiing her, whereas Sebastian’s form of a greeting was to simply press a steaming teacup into her hand.
All was well in the Phantomhive manor, the shadows that lay within serene… Or were they?
Melissa, now we are awake and thinking. We just have one question for you. Are you mentally ill or are you just mean and greety?
We do NOT buy this engagement as the one Melissa spent all day talking about. No, she did not say who the lucky one was but didn’t say it was NOT Tony either.
We are NOT satisfied. We are NOT done. We are NOT leaving it alone.
Cait and Sam, sweeties, really! Do you have a WORST PR or are you still trying to get one???
These two love birds here could have told about this engagement 20 hours ago, but NO, they decided to do so 14 hours later from Melissa’s nice IG!
Please! We ARE crazy but we are NOT stupid.
You have to come clean. You are good people. Why not????
happy new years, everyone! to ring in 2015 i’ve created a yogscast/hatfilms themed follow forever list of my fav blogs that i loved having on my dash this december! this blog will now be inactive from hence forth, but you can still follow me at my main blog yagscast ♥ bold are friends/ultimate favs
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