here you little shits

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“Hey, where’s the new Foo Fighters album?”

“Uhh, I saw it around somewhere, hang on a second.”

“Oh Black Sabbath?” the annoying kid scoffed, “do you even like them, or are you just wearing that to look cool?”

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

“You’re a girl, I doubt you really like music like that!” Is this fucking kid for real?

“Shouldn’t you be at school or something?”

“If you’re such a fan , name all their albums!”

“Oh, I’ll name all their albums, alright,” I roared, “right after I kick your scrawny ass from here to Twinbrook, you little shit!“ The annoying kid took off pretty quick, but not before buying that goddamn record because I’m excellent at customer service.

A Short Time Later…

"Fuckkkk I’m so boreddddddd!”

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anonymous asked:

Aaaa I'd love to rp but I'm a shy little shit

so here’s a fun fact
you never get over being shy, ever. you guys have seen me roleplay time and time again and through all of it, i have never not been scared that i was being annoying or doing something wrong or unappealing or going down a different path than the other person wanted / intended. the only thing you can do about shyness is put it below what you wanna do
~k

Now listen here you little shit one tiny kudos does not fully express the how I feel when I read a good fanfic and I am no where near being able to express in words the shear heartbreak or pure happiness that these authors can make me feel so let me send another fucking kudos

I am really annoyed with the idea that Slytherins are always cool, calm and unemotional. Most of the Slytherins we see are very emotional, and make a lot of important decisions based on strong emotion, and even foil themselves because they get too emotional. They’ll absolutely tear themselves apart for whatever they love, whether that’s a person or power. You have to feel strongly about something to be truly ambitious.

I MEAN JUST LOOK AT THE EXAMPLES. Someone insulted you/your family/someone you care about? Forget the snide comebacks, it’s time to SCREAM, YELL, CURSE THEM WITH BOILS. Family doesn’t approve of your boyfriend? ELOPE, it doesn’t matter whether this turns out to be a terrible decision. Boy Who Lived refuses to be your friend? OBSESS OVER HIM FOR THE NEXT SEVEN YEARS. Telepathic Dark Lord is threatening your son/childhood friend? Lie on the spot AND RISK A TORTUROUS DEATH TO DEFY HIM. Dark Lord is threatening your house elf? DRINK POISON AND THROW YOURSELF INTO A PIT OF ZOMBIES.

Slytherin is the House of cunning, not the House of rational decision-making??

Now listen here you little piece of shit.
This fanfic was so frigging amazing and adorable and worthy of thirty-hundred-millions of kudos! One teeny tiny kudos doesn’t express how wonderful(in many occasions how heart broken) I was after reading the fanfic! So let me give the awesome author another fidgity fudge kudos

“I’ll never lie to you about anything.”

“I might lie to you!”

- Ignis, can you… sense light?
- To a degree, yes.
- So when dawn breaks, you’ll know it.
- I should.
- Good to know.

What Your Overwatch Main Say About You
  • Genji: I need healing [distance mercy screaming]
  • McCree: Ship McHanzo, or you love spaghetti westerns
  • Pharah: You love pharmercy or the its raining justice vine on a loop for 12 hours
  • Reaper: You live in a hot topic
  • Soldier 76: You're new here
  • Sombra: You have an undercut and may be a little shit
  • Tracer: Gay. sorry the straights, you can't main her
  • Bastion: Why are you like this. too strong for this world
  • Hanzo: You can never have too many snipers. even 6 hanzos.
  • Junkrat: You're a trash boy or you love dirty boys
  • Mei: Evil incarnate. no exceptions
  • Torbjorn: You want the world to hate you
  • Widowmaker: 46 shots, one kill
  • D.Va: Gamer aesthetic [rage gamer, probably], or pastel
  • Reinhardt: Battle grandpa
  • Roadhog: The team needed a tank. alternatively, you nasty fucker
  • Winston: Probably a cryptid. Do you exist? Probably not
  • Zarya: Gay. thats it
  • Ana: Friendly fire enabled
  • Lucio: Pure, doing the lords work
  • Mercy: You love suffering
  • Symmetra: You would probably let her step on you
  • Zenyatta: Trying your best

Let me tell you a thing or two about tattooed volleyball boys.

Inspired by this gem of a fic by saigennaku

Bonus:

I’ll just… see myself out then.

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Haruka: I’m so lucky my room would be near the kitchen~~

Ayano: Yeah~ And I really like my house color hehe~

Takane: HA OF COURSE Shintaro would go to the house of the NERDS~

Shintaro: Well, at least I’m not EVIL…* Ene flashbacks*


You know Hinata would be like “I’M TALLER THAN YOU NOW, KAGEYAMA!” and they’d argue about whether it counts or not because he can fly and it totally doesn’t count, dumbass

Max sitting with the Milking Mothers and they teach him how to knit.  He starts knitting for relaxation and makes random things.  

Furiosa finds a brightly colored cozy on the stick shift of her new war rig.  It’s so weird but so precious she can’t remove it.  

War pups with misshapen knit hats on.  

Big, tough, War Boys with little black knitted baggies tied to their belts.  

Max makes new fingerless gloves for Dag, in a really garish bright green yarn since she works with the plants.  She doesn’t really like them but wears them anyways because a gift carries the giver’s warm spirit in it.

Max leaves a light yellow pouch for Toast…she is confused but oddly delighted.  No one has ever given her a gift before.  

Capable requests a shawl and Max tries to make something somewhat “pretty”, so he asks his knitting mentor how to make something different, but he ends up making something that looks like an old fish net.  Capable still loves it because it’s unique.

The next try he nails it, perfect shawl, in Cheedo’s favorite colors.

He makes a few more for the Vuvalini and some of the younger girls at the Citadel.

He makes one more, out of dark blue and aqua-marine colored yarn with flecks of light green and tan.  He’d been saving this yarn for a while.  It reminds him of the ocean where his home used to be, but it also reminds him of his new home, where he is now.  He puts it away and insists he just made it to keep his hands busy, but everyone else knows why he made it.  Capable snatches it when he’s not around and leaves it for Furiosa, with a note that simply says, “from Max”.