hating that bed that im sitting on

Not even a headcanon just straight up fact that Phichit is the ultimate memelord and sends memes to Yuuri at all hours of the day. Yuuri sends them back if he’s not busy. They also send each other cute animal pics throughout the day, and will blast shitty meme music at each other from across the room. 

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powerovernothing  asked:

First off, let me tell you, your fan fiction literally made my entire night and I just have it tucked away on my computer to reread because it was written SO DAMN WELL and IN CHARACTER AND OH MAN. I LOVED IT SO MUCH. YONDU'S WORRY WAS SO GOOD! UGH. But if you're still wanting prompts. How about -- Peter and Yondu get into a massive fight and they say things they don't mean, and they have to deal with the messy emotions afterward; as well as the awkward attempts to fix it.

Hey-o! Got that second one coming right up! :P


He’s 16 when he tells Yondu that he hates him. Of course, he hasn’t ever exactly been ‘fond’ of the centurian, but he’d never said that he hated him outright until now.

The crew had just come back from an on-world raid, where Peter decided to disobey a direct order, and in doing so, botched the whole operation, but ended up saving Yondu’s life in the process. They got into a fight about it pretty badly when they docked for the night to check into a hotel.

“That was COMPLETELY unnecessary, Quill! You damned near got every one of us killed out there! The hell were you thinking, tryin'a cut the trip wire!?” Yondu cinched the ties around Peter’s bedroll a bit too tightly, absolutely fuming. By this point he was too angry to weave around the subject of their heist to any listening ears.

“I only tried to cut it because I KNEW you wouldn’t have made the jump! You would ended up pulling it yourself and getting hurt or worse if I hadn’t!” Peter raged in retaliation.

A few remaining crew members grabbing their supplies listened in on the fight for a moment, but then quickly moved on, lest they inquire the captain’s wrath. The only ones left in the docking hangar were Peter and Yondu.

“Boy, you need to learn to listen when you’re told not to do something that serious! Because out there, in the real world, there ain’t second tries, and when YOU screw somethin’ up, it’s YOUR FAULT.” Yondu threw Peter’s bedroll at him and stomped off towards the bunks of the ship.

“Where are you going??” He shouted in exasperation at the centurian. Their argument was far from over.


It was completely in the heat of the moment, but even then, Yondu realized he shouldn’t have said that. He didn’t mean it. Quill was like a son to him. He’d saved him by keeping him, against orders. But he couldn’t turn around to face the young man. Not now.

He couldn’t see it, but he could just..feel Peter’s frustration.

“I..-” The boy huffed out. He sounded like he was crying. Or trying to hide it.

“I hate you.” And all it took were three words to wound Yondu as deeply as his words had struck the boy.

He didn’t turn around until he heard the teenager’s footfalls exit the craft.

All he could get out was a whisper.

“The hell have you done, Udonta..”


It was late in the night when Kraglin came back to the ship. Yondu had just finally drifted off when the man came strolling into his room, taking a seat in the chair in the room’s opposite corner.

“Why you here? You forget somethin’?

“Just checking on ya, Cap'n. Sounds like you and Pete got into it pretty bad earlier.”

Yondu sighed and nodded sullenly, sitting up in the bed. He winced when he moved his bruised shoulder the wrong way.

“Kid’s pretty upset. He cried until he passed out. Must’ve been serious.”

“Said some things I regret, Krag.”

Kraglin nodded, listening at his captain spoke.

“Things like that happen, Cap'n. We’ve all done it.”

Yondu struggled with his next words, reliving the moment they were said in painful detail.

“I was just..I was so damned angry..I just couldn’t look at ‘im. He-..He said he hated me.”

“I’m sure he didn’t mean it none. He seemed like he was feelin’ pretty bad about it.” Kraglin rose from his seat and started towards the door.

“Kraglin, you think I messed it up with the kid? I don’t..I’m not exactly…father figure material.”

Kraglin paused, unsure of how to reassure his captain for a moment. But then he smiled, and spoke one last time as he walked out the door.

“Just talk to him in the morning. It’ll work out.”

Alone again, and now fully awake, Yondu was left to ponder his thoughts once more. Maybe think of a good apology while he was at it.


He had the chance to make use of the apology he’d come up with at breakfast the next morning.

Peter sat by himself when they all went back to the ship to eat. He laid over the edge of the table, his bowl completely forgotten in front of him, even though it was full.

Yondu sat with some of his fellow Ravagers to eat, and then went and joined Quill after he’d cleared his dishes.

“What’s eatin’ ya, kid?” The Ravager king asked, his tone of voice gentle. Peter had been avoiding him all morning.

“Not the crew..yet.” The boy replied somberly, not even looking up.

“Hey, listen. I didn’t mean none of them things I said yesterday. I was angry, and scared..and stupid.”

Peter gave a short glance in Yondu’s direction.

“I was scared cuz I was afraid we were gonna get hurt when that charge went off from the trip wire. I was afraid you’d get yourself hurt. You were right there when it blew.”

Peter finally sat up and Yondu reached to put a hand on his shoulder.

“I’m sorry, boy.”

Peter sat silently a moment, taking a deep breath before he answered.

“I don’t..I didn’t mean..I don’t hate you. I’m sorry I said I did.”

“I know. I know. It’s ok, Quill.”

The Broken Heart of John Laurens

(I was inspired by the song Congratulations by Blue October. If you havent heard the song or see the lyrics you will know why. Anyways enjoy! Also sorry for the spacing. its a habit for some reason.)

“Is that seat taken?”

John looked up and he almost fell over in surprise.

“Alex! Its been forever!” he exclaimed.

Alex just laughed and sat down next to him. It seemed forever since Alex left the college they both attended. Alex was still as handsome for ever and John remembered the few “occurrences” they had. They both were lonely and stupid but John never regretted it. His chest still fluttered from the memories.

“May I ask why you’re at some women’s’ clothing store?” To be honest John forgot the name.

“You first.”

“Im trying to help Hercules get inspiration by taking pictures of clothing or something like that yet he asked a nurse for inspiration.” John said with a laugh.

Alex nodded in understanding and then looked towards the women’s’ changing room.

“Im waiting on my fiancee. Remember Eliza?” Alex said.

John’s eyes widened and his chest felt like someone shot it. However he faked happiness and grinned.

“Oh congratulations! Im sure the best of woman will be the best of wives.” John said laughing slightly.

Alex smiled and then looked at his phone. A sigh left his mouth but he only smiled wider.

“Eliza is sending me to the smoothie shop in the mall. She’ll be a while.” Alex said.

He then turned to John and held his hand out.

“Would you like to take a walk with me?”

As the months until the wedding turned into weeks John’s chest threatened to collapse on itself. Herc and Laf were excited to learn their old  friend was getting married. They were even happy for John being the best man. Around his friends John would fake happiness and tell jokes when his heart would beg to stop. The four decided to get drunk together before the wedding. Not like a bachelors party but a hang out kind. Soon Alex had his pants on his head while doing an impression of an elephant and he forgot they were there. John thought it was too funny so he didn’t let the shorter man know. Everything was going great until Herc said something.

“Y'know I always thought you would marry John yeah?”

Laf and Alex laughed and it seemed like a joke for everyone. Everyone but John. John pretended to laugh awkwardly but his eyes were watering. No one seemed to notice and Alex just patted a hand on John’s back.

“We could fuck for old times sake. Heck you could join Eliza and I for our wedding night!” he said with an eyebrow waggle or something trying to be that.

“I-I’d rather not Alex.” John replied.

“But you’re sho pretty!”


John wanted to get out of Herc’s apartment and go home. But everyone was laughing and Alex was insisting.

“You’re still as pretty as we met Jack..” Alex said in a more lower voice that sent shivers down John’s spine.

Alex slid a hand up John’s thigh and that was enough.

“Alex I said no!” John said as he stood up suddenly.

“Geez are you cranky or ssshhomething?” Alex asked clearly trying to be funny.

“No. Im done ok? You left me on your own accord . You got engaged to Eliza. You dont get to do that anymore!” John said.

John could feel his tears sliding down.

“You left me.”

Laf then stood up and walked John into Herc’s bedroom and held him as John sobbed and shouted into the Frenchman’s chest. Laf was always a great friend and knew how to comfort others the right way.


Eventually John fell asleep and when he woke up he was in the guest bedroom. His head hurt too much. Soon the memories of the previous night flooded back and John managed to hold back the tears. He got out of bed, got dressed and walked into the living room. Laf and Alex were sitting on the couch watching some sort of boring show.

“Good morning mon ami. There are omelettes on the counter over there.” Laf greeted with a smile.

John could see the slight sadness in Laf’s eyes but he ignored it. He got his food and sat on the floor. The food was good but he hurt to much to appreciate it.

“We should do this again. I assume I blacked out because of my lack of memories.” Alex said.

“Im sure Eliza would hate us for getting you drunk like that again. You had your pants on your head.” John said with a cheeky grinn.

Alex said something like Don’t patronize me boy. John  finished his food and said left early saying he had a lot of work to do at home. However when he went home he curled up in bed and sobbed until he passed out. He missed three texts and a call from Alex.

John helped Alex tie his green tie. Everyone was in a flurry for the wedding. Herc was helping the ladies with makeup, hair and dresses and Laf was assisting him since he was better at hair. John hated that he was alone with Alex. His chest was tight and the lump in his throat wouldn’t leave. He feigned happiness though. He feigned it for Alex.

“Alrighty Mr. Groom! The tie has been tied.” John said slightly dramatically.

It made Alex laugh and John almost lost it there. He knew that laugh wouldn’t be his ever again but he had to be strong. Thats when he noticed his hands were still on the other’s chest. He quickly removed his hands and put them in his pockets.

“You look great man! You practically are the belle of the ball.” John said half sincere half teasing.

Alex’s smile seemed strained and he just stared at John. Thats when he hugged John tightly. The two were very close. John only awkwardly hugged back. Tears threatened to fall.

“Im sorry for leaving you. Im sorry for never having the courage to officially ask you out. I-Just lately i’ve been thinking what would have happened if we got together.”

John held Alex closer and let a tear fall. Soon a tear became five and five became ten. John however managed to keep his voice from wavering.

“You would just be unhappy. You’re marrying a smart, pretty and independent woman Alex. You are so lucky! I’m so happy for you. The both of you.”John said with what was left of his resolve.  

Alex smiled at him but you could tell he was still pained. Just then Herc knocked on the door.

“Alex it’s time! You better be ready!”

The two separated and followed their friend to the chapel. The wedding went on without a hitch and Eliza was absolutely stunning. She lit up the whole place and John swore some blue birds dressed her instead of Angelica and Herc. There were tiny blue flowers in her hair and her dress was soft and flowed very nicely. She was the very definition of a bride. It made John happy and envious. The two exchanged rings, kissed and went to the reception hall with everyone else. John lagged behind and decided to just go sit in the parlor where he got Alex ready. Every emotion was pressing to be released but he had to hold on. He didn’t want to ruin this for Alex.

“Aren’t you going to join us mon ami?”

John looked up to see Laf walk over and sit next to him like the mom friend he was.

“I will in a bit. I just needed to answer a phone call.” he lied.

“John I know a broken heart when I see one.” Laf said seriously but not harshly.

Thats when John started to sniffle. The sniffle turned into a full blown sob. Wails and hiccups filled the room as John let everything out.

“I cant change this! I can never take it back! I can never change his mind and I cant take it! My pain wont cover up Laf!” he sobbed.

Laf just sat listening. John couldn’t see through the  tears but he could tell his friend’s face was of sorrow and remorse for the the other. John just let everything he built up over the months and years of being alone and heartbroken by the man he adored the most. The two sat there till the smaller man no longer shook with sobs and wails. John felt better and he felt numb but it was fine.

“Laf..I think im just gonna go for a drive. Can you give my speech to Alex? Just say something came up at the hospital and I had to go. Please?” John said as he handed over index cards to Laf.

“I will make sure he gets it. Please be safe John..” Laf said as he gave his friend a tight hug.

When the two separated and Laf made sure John left alright he returned to the reception hall when he was immediately bombarded with Alex.

“Where’s John? Did you find him?” Alex asked worriedly.

“When I found him he had just gotten off of a phone call with the hospital. They needed him ASAP so he left. He’s sorry and told me to give these to you.” Laf lied.

As Alex read the speech John was driving somewhere else. He eventually found himself in Central Park somehow and he sat down on a bench alone. He remembered this was where he and Alex first kissed. He smiled at the bittersweet memory and looked up at the tree branches above him.

“Make it go away.”

anonymous asked:

it is late at night. your mutant power, which is sensing emotions/general intuitiveness, senses a source of great distress you'd know anywhere - your longtime half-crush, warren worthington. you like him, yeah, and you'd love to get to know him and love him like you should, but he's so closed off, even with your powers. so you don't pursue him - you know you don't have a chance. but this night the source of great distress is coming from right outside your room, at least in the hallway. (pt 1)

it’s warren beating some guy up. going all out in a blind rage. the ball of rage and distress is centered right here. you want to look away because you’re not even sure the guy is alive anymore but you don’t. you watch and in a small voice that causes warren to freeze in his place say - “what the hell are you doing, worthington?” now, warren knows you’re tight with some of the teachers - you’ll tell. “y/n, i swear, it’s not-” “then what is it?” “i…” (pt 2)and warren breaks down in front of this guy’s (dead? alive?) body. you know the signs of a breakdown - you’ve had many before. first it’s the nervous energy - clencing fists, tapping fingers. then the face contorts into some wicked emotion people are not supposed to feel. and the tears come pouring out no matter how hard you try to contain them. warren breaks down, curls his beautiful wings around himself so you don’t see him like this. he’s so weak and he hates himself for it. you take a look at the beat up guy and while a good person would make sure he’s alright and tell a teacher or some shit you are not a saint and do not do this. you walk over to warren and crouch in front of him. “come in my room.” “but what about-” “worry later.” and so the broken boy walks into your room (note that his wings are still wrapped around himself - boy’s got a built in shield) and you sit him down on the bed and you tell him to cry. (pt4 haha this is so long im so sorry) "what?“ “you heard me. let it all out.” “but i-” “listen, warren. i know i don’t know you well but i’d really like two and witnessing break downs can really bond people, let me tell you. so cry. it does not make you weak. i used to think that. my dad told me that a lot. and for a long long time i didn’t cry. and all those tears were held in a jar inside my heart and i felt sadder than ever. please, for the love of god, cry with me. we can cry together if you want because it is okay to cry.” (pt5

way to leave me w a cliff hanger!

Love Letters for the Signs
  • Aries:
  • do you remember that time that we went to the river and everyone was jumping off the edge of the bank and we argued for ten minutes about who was going to go first because you wanted to and i said that i did too well i was actually terrified but i wanted to go first and make sure it was safe for you because you mean everything to me
  • Taurus:
  • i forgot to eat today i forgot to eat today and yesterday and im sitting on my bed wondering why i can't remember to feed myself and i realised it's because you're not here and i miss you and i know that i should learn to take care of myself but im afraid that if i do you'll never need to come back so please come back before i starve
  • Gemini:
  • i used to hate the way that you made me yell down the stairs after i made a loud noise to let you know that i was okay and sometimes i'd yell as soon as I dropped the laptop/desk drawer/picture frame to beat you to the shouting bit but for the last thirty minutes I've been sporadically dropping all of my book down the stairs hoping you'll call up because i want to hear your voice
  • Cancer:
  • there's a sound that you make that i try to avoid at all costs because the first time that I heard it i froze i froze inside of it and i let it's beautiful anguish swaddle me until i was sure that i would drown inside you and that was okay but i swore that if i survived i would never make you sad and i survived so please love me back
  • leo:
  • i've never been able to understand the way that you look at me like you are going to swallow me whole between sips of your coffee so sometimes/always i try to remind you that i'm poisonous and i always try to remind you that i'm defective and you always kiss me hard in the middle of my forehead and i think that's why i'll never stop loving you
  • virgo:
  • let's make a bet that in ten years i'll still be sleeping next to you every night and if you win and i'm not sleeping next to you every night then you get to break into my tastefully large and likely extremely expensive house and curl up beside me because you know i still save the left side of the bed for you and if i win and i'm still sleeping next to you every night then we'll call it even because i already have everything i've ever wanted
  • Libra:
  • every time that you touch me i feel my skin go translucent under your finger tips and i remember what it is like to feel skin against my skin and i know that you can see right through me and i know that you know what I'm thinking but it doesn't really matter because i felt your skin against my skin and i know that nothing will feel real until you touch me again
  • Scorpio:
  • the last time that i saw you was in a dream and for some reason i thought that if i could talk to dream you then maybe dream you could give real you a message from me and i was just wondering if it worked and if it did then why haven't i heard from you so just in case it didn't work i told dream you to tell real you that i haven't forgotten us
  • Sagittarius:
  • have you ever wondered what would have happened if we had never met do you think that we would be okay like do you think that we would find happiness without each other because i was thinking about it and i think that i would still feel like something was missing even if i didn't know that it was my most important something
  • Capricorn:
  • So I'm sitting on the curb nursing another twisted knee and i realise that even though i know that you could leave me broken i will still follow you to the ends of the earth and through every stitched cut and relocated shoulder that would have never been dislocated if we had just stayed on the path like i had suggested i'll remember our first night when you taught me to nurse my wounds and fade old scars and it will be worth it
  • Aquarius:
  • sometimes i wish that i could burrow through your iris to the part of your skull where you feel all of the secrets and regrets slowly spilling into the stomach acid that you pretend you aren't choking on and i'm hoping that you'll find relief if i take some of the pressure but you have to let me in because i promise your demons don't scare me
  • Pisces:
  • you've always made the decisions when it comes to what we are going to eat or who's bed we're going to sleep in and i guess it's because i'm never really sure of anything and sometimes i'm afraid of what might happen if i make the wrong choice but with you i feel safe and i want you to know that even though i'm never really sure of anything i'm completely sure of this so maybe just trust me this time
I Need You

i wanted to be the one that was there for you forever. i wanted to be yours until the day i died. i wanted to have you for the rest of my life. i would still do anything for you, through all of the pain and all of the bullshit, i would still go to the ends of the earth for you, and thats so fucking scary to me. even after youve hurt me, ripped out my heart, stomped on it, and told everybody i was the worst person youve ever met, i would still go out of my way just to see you smile at me. just to look down at those beautiful brown eyes and see your smile. see my world. i had plans for you, i had plans for us. i knew what i wanted to do with my life. i knew what i wanted to do after high school, where i wanted to go to college, who i wanted to do it all with, and where i wanted to move and who i wanted to do it all with. i wanted to move on that fucking island with you. jesus i was so fucking in love with you that i have no motivation to even wake up and go to school because i know ill see your face and ill feel my stomach drop and have the need to just fall to my knees and weep. id still do anything for you. im sitting in my house, in my room, doing nothing all fucking day. i dont even want to move, i dont want to get out. i just want to die. i feel like without you, i no longer have any purpose in this world. and that hurts so fucking bad. id do anything for you baby..id do anything. id take my own life just to see you smile one last time, and thats the scariest thing to me. im so in love with you, even after you hate me, that i would do anything, and jesus i mean anything just to make you happy. i cant stop crying. i cant even get out of my fucking bed. i feel dead. i feel so fucking lost without you. ive never been so sad in my entire life. its as if my will to do anything left when you did, and with that, goes my universe. im crushed, im so fucking crushed. its as if ive hit an all time low, rock bottom, and ill always carry these weights with me my entire life. these chains that im tied to you. and as i sit at home, in my room sobbing over you, i know youre out there happy. youre getting out, youre talking to other people, you actually have the will, have hope to do anything. ive lost all fucking energy to do anything. i just sit in my room sobbing over you. ive been crying day in and day out for three weeks. sitting in my bed sobbing. its gotten so bad that  my fathers even come back into my life because hes worried. and when a man who hasnt been in your life for 17 years comes into your life because hes worried about you, you know youre fucked. im fucked. im so in love with you that without you i have no more faith. in myself, or in anybody. ill never get over you. and tomorrow night, ill be laying in my bed sobbing even more, because ill know youre out at prom, having fun, while all i can do is cry over you. i have no more hope. ive lost everything. ive lost everything.. ive put everything into you, and now that youre gone, im gone. i cant do this anymore. its too much to see you everyday and want to just sob over you. i hate myself for this. all i need is to talk to you. jesus i feel so dead without you. id do anything for you, and that has me scared shitless that im so in love that id do anything even after all thats happened between us. ill love you forever, and the worst part about it, is ill be telling my kids about you. ill tell my kids that i had this girlfriend in high school, and that i still love her more than i love their own mother. i know for a fact ill never love again, itll all just be lust. my heart belongs to you, and youll have it forever. nobody else will ever have it. nobody else.. ill never stop loving you. jesus i want to drop out of high school entirely because the thought of it makes me think of you. im willing to ruin my entire life over you, and maybe thats what i need to do. ill spend an eternity in hell for what ive done to you, and that eternity will be my soul and heart being torn as i watch the one thing ive ever cared about be happy without me. i feel so gone. so dead.. so useless. my parents were right. im just useless. im a piece of shit. im an asshole. but she is..she is still everything i wrote a year ago. but what i am, i am a man, im not a man. i am a boy who is dead inside, and will always love you. id die for you..id do anything for you. say the words and i would do it. anything baby..id do anything for you. and i hate myself for that. i hate myself for loving you. i hate myself for losing you. i fucking hate myself. i want you, and i would do anything. i cant express that enough..anything.. ill never forget you, and i know that because this pain in my heart will never leave. my soul has been crushed. my world has been crushed. im so fucked..i have so much hate for myself that the love i had for you equaled it out. but now that i cant love you, the only thing in my heart is hatred for myself, and the memory of the love i used to be able to express for you. i miss you.. i fucking miss you and the only thing in this world that could make me feel whole again would be to see your smile..your lips on mine..the sound of your voice..god i hate myself for letting you go. you left. call it what you want, bottom line youre gone and i have no will to do anything anymore because of it. i cant remember the last time i laughed, the last time i smiled. but i can remember the sound of your voice, those eyes, your hand in mind. i remember. and ill never forget. i never want to forget, because the love i have for you is the only thing that makes me feel like a human being and not a fucking monster. i love you. i love you so much. i love you. baby.. goodbye my love. its been so long, but for you, it was time. ill never find a time to get over you. ill never do anything without remembering you. im so sorry..and im so in love with you. i love you so much. all of the things ive been doing lately dont feel the same. even crying without you doesnt feel the same. i hate it..but i love you. even my writing feels worst. this letter or, whatever this shit is, it doesnt feel good. its a mess, but its my genuine thoughts. i need you right now.. nobody will ever compare to you, and i never want anybody else. ill never forget. fuck.. im sorry. i love you baby.. i love you. goodbye.. you are the love of my life, and you always will be. she will be loved, and loved i made sure to do. ill never stop loving her, even when shes with another, ill still love her. all my friends are worried about me. my family. jesus even random people at school are asking me. i guess ive started to look how i feel. im scared that ill never stop loving you, but the truth, i never want to stop loving you. because something as beautiful as the love i have for you, is something special. almost as special as you.. i dont know how to end this. i dont know where to end this. theres so much on my mind. i didnt know one person could have so much impact on me. i didnt know the topic of one person could make me write non stop over her. you were the love of my life. and now i understand the meaning of it. ill love you for the rest of my life, even when i never see you again, ill always think of you. ill always dream of you. ill always love you. ill always fucking love you. i get the meaning of love, and to me, the meaning of love was you and i together. ill never get to experience that again. ill never forget you. and ill never be the same without you. i love you so fucking much. i am in love with you.


so i totally forgot i made this quicky comic. 
im pre sure I just wanted to draw sans asleep with “anime eye” blindfold. but I headcanon that Tori is early to rise, while Sans is the kind of person that sits up with his eyes closed for twenty minutes, facing the wall, hating the sun, then slooooooowly stumbles out of bed. 

Today, I am in hiding.
I dont feel like talking to anyone.
I just managed to jump in the shower (all i wanted to do was go to bed and cry) and now im ready to crawl into bed with netflix.
Koby is down for a nap but once he wakes up, I really hope hes in a snuggly, sit in bed mood. Because I really dont want to go downstairs and play.
My appearance is affecting my mood tremendously.
I hate what I look like. And I hate what I feel like. Im joining a gym tomorrow. But I still feel like I have 0 motivation to better myself.
My anxiety is stressing me out about going to a gym environment. But its also stressing me out because I feel uncomfortable everywhere I go because I feel like people are saying ‘she could be pretty but shes fat’
Yep. Thanks brain.

the ultimate wrightworth headcanon

heck yeah who’s ready for basically a 5000 word essay about my wrightworth headcanon

covers my theory on their relationship immediately following Bridge To The Turnabout through post-Dual Destinies

here are the individual parts if you need them: part 1 / part 2 / part 3

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jesus look i just…am not a dog person im sorry, i know thats tantamount to being a murderer on this website but I Cant. boy do i hate being tugged along for 3 blocks and then having to run into other people walking their dogs and BOTH of them go crazy, i just want to sit in bed and read with my cat? i swear on my life once i move out i’ll never own a dog again.


there’s only like the two of us in this house, me and Yaya ( tagalog for “maid” but i hate using the word “maid” uggghhhh ) im just here sitting in my room ALL DAY with the bed still not fixed (located on the 3rd floor); we ate dinner for a while 

note: Yaya didnt go up or anything

when i got upstairs to clean myself i noticed that THE BED WAS FIXED!!! and while i was prepping for my shower i heard a scary whisper all of a sudden…

am i losing my mind!!!????!!???

imagine you and roommate!luke (who is also artstudent!luke gahh) are basically bffs and tell each other everything but the last few days he’s been a little distant, and instead of wanting to talk to you the second you’re home he’s just constantly closed off (literally –- like he WONT LEAVE HIS ROOM OMY ok so it’s like a tuesday night or something and it’s almost 2a.m and as you’re unlocking you’re apartment door and taking off your shoes and dropping your bag and books on the kitchen counter all you hear is music (the same song over and over and over ) blaring from behind luke’s door alright so you stroll on over there completely confused as to what’s even going on…and you know if you knock he’s just going to tell you to go away, like he has been, buT YOURE JUST FED UP WITH THAT AND WANT TO KNOW WHY YOUR LUKEY ISNT WATCHING MOVIES WITH YOU OR EVEN ACKNOWLEDGING YOU ANYMORE Ok so you swing that door open and stomp into the room only to see luke drawing on his bed like very intensely and he’s facing the wall so he doesn’t even hear or see you walk in so you make your way over to the stereo and turn the music down anD GOD DAMNIT he freaks out and throws the drawing pad right at you, clutching his heart “jesus christ, luke, what are you doing right now?” his eyes go wide as he reaches toward you for the drawing pad, but you just turn away “tell me why you’re avoiding me” he rolls his eyes before responding “like you don’t already know” he swings his legs over the bed so he’s facing you, staring up with glossy eyes “c'mon lukey, i miss you” you say sitting down next to him and resting your head on his shoulder “y/n, im literally right here” “no, lately you never wanna talk to me” and god luke would sigh and run his fingers through his messy hair and thered be a few silent seconds before he could even get the courage to just tell you what he’s been contemplating for the past few days “look, if i tell you what’s up you have to promise that you won’t hate me” and you’d nod your head slowly, still completely confused ok and he’d grab the sketch book from your hands and flip it open to the last sketch he was making and as you looked down your heart would just completely crash into a million pieces… on the page were a boy and a girl the boys eyes held the image of the girl, while the girls eyes held the image of what seemed to be a different boy but with a giant question mark over the face ok so you’d take a deep breath and read the words scrawled all around the outer edges ‘can’t look at you the same way’ ‘so if you’re gonna hurt me, why don’t you hurt me a little bit more?’ and yOUD STAND UP SO FAST and luke would stand up too (because he didn’t want you to leave, and he definitely didn’t want you to hate him) and he’d start “don’t be upset, i’m okay, please don’t be upset, y/n. you know what, it’s just a little emo phase okay i’m uh..just being sad to be sad okay…you don’t have to…” and he’d take a breath before finishing “you don’t have to feel the same” and you’d be leaning up against his book shelf, cheekily smiling and gOD luke would be sitting on the edge of the bed with his elbows on his knees and his hands over his face slightly parted so he could see your reaction “oh dear god, you think i’m and idiot. if youre planing how you’re going to throw me out of the apartment please, please y/n don’t make it right now i’m tired and it’s cold and i’m probably going to be crying because you hate me” and just as he finishes you’d rush to stand in front of him…alrigHT so you’d grab his hands and uncover his eyes and intertwine his fingers with yours anD LITTLE LUKEY WOULD SLOWLY START TO SMILE AND YOUD LEAN IN SO CLOSE THAT YOUR NOSES WOULD BASICALLY BE BRUSHING AND YOUD WHISPER “lucas, the song..” and his eyes would go wide as he realized you made the connection from the song he was playing to the words on the page “is a breakup song” to which he’d respond “yes, because you wERE BREAKING MY HEART” and deAR LORD you’d push him onto his back and straddle his waist and you’d both still be holding hands as you respond “lucas…you’re my favorite person on this whole entire planet, how did you not realize that i think about making out with you, like, all the time?“ and luke would sit up on his elbows and smirk and lean in and kiss you and i aM SO SHOOK OHMYGOD

anonymous asked:

hoe time!!! my bf was over and i was a little high, we were kissing and whatnot and at one point i was sitting on the foot of my bed, he grabbed my legs and pulled me towards him very fast and then started kissing down my stomach to my underwear aND THEN HE STOPPED BC WE WERE TEASING EACH OTHER AND IT WAS THE WORST TIME TO BE TEASED, then he gave me a hickey right on my chest and then he had to go to practice, this happened like an hour ago im still shook

this got me shook i wanna die i hate him like im frustrated over this

tell me your hoe stories

anonymous asked:

im yuri plisetsky and i remember going ice skating a few times when i was younger in this life and i was so happy. i got good really fast. but now im severely disabled and i cant skate at all or even sit up in bed half the time and it makes me rly mad. my muscle tone is awful and if i try to exercise for even a minute my heart spikes to 200bpm and im hit with unbearable pain for the next 2 days. i hate it so much fuck

Me just now.

I was sitting in the chair, minding my own about to get up to go to bed. And suddenly a spider on the arm of the chair. One of those granddaddy long legs ones. Scared the fuck out of me. Like I don’t know how I didn’t scream y'all. Glad I didn’t because hubby was already asleep. I don’t need this kind of shit right before bed. I will have nightmares or if like a hair touches my arm, I will immediately start freaking thinking it is a spider.

Moving in with Alexander is probably the best and worse decision Aaron Burr has ever fucking made bc he loves Alexander. Really, he does. But he probably leaves his socks on the floor and wears all of Aaron’s sweaters and drinks all of the coffee without making more and steals the blankets and burns their dinner and completely fucks up Aaron’s sleep schedule and honestly, Aaron is soooo, so close to regretting this decision. But then Alexander turns around and does shit like iron Aaron’s shirts bc he knows Aaron hates doing it himself and massages Aaron’s back when he’s been sitting up for too long and wraps his arms around Aaron from behind whenever he’s cooking and tells him he loves him every night before they go to bed and cracks the stupidest jokes because he knows it’ll make Aaron smile and suddenly he has no idea what he was doing before Alexander was living with him.