holy shit this was so much fun

anonymous asked:

i was just thinking back to the first time i watched gcf in tokyo, and i still remember getting goosebumps thinking there's no way jk posted this, it's like fanfic come to life 😭 what was your experience the first time you watched it?

BITCHHHH i legit almost started crying, because it was such a beautiful video that was edited so fucking well. and then it hit me that it was between JIKOOK and i was just like ‘holy shit, this is just so fucking sweet and cute, and jk obviously loves jimin and they have so much fun” and i just am still not over it. 

*SHOVES DRE INTO THE 1920′S*

The Signs as Luke Skywalker's Gay Ass™ Wardrobe
  • Aries: Gay Ass™ Tank Top in a living work out video feat. Little Green Troll. AKA modeling for a porno.
  • Taurus: Gay Ass™ PONCHO that's 110% a piece of junk, only to impress his bf. AKA the gayest piece of clothing in existence.
  • Gemini: Gay Ass™ Cloak Sash over ROTJ replica, fully equipped with your own badass Jedi Scavenger gal (complete with a stick and a bloodthirsty need to kick emo ass) AKA the outfit that has yet to be rocked.
  • Cancer: Gay Ass™ Sick Robe, perfect for all diseases like Corellian flu, getting mauled by a Wampa, and losing a hand. AKA i'm totally wearing nothing underneath this thin piece of fabric, how are you?
  • Leo: Gay Ass™ moisture farmboy who just wants to go to tosche station and pick up some "power converters". AKA the original gay smol who stares at the sunsets and broods about the sand.
  • Virgo: Gay Ass™ Hood for when you just want to hide away on an island for who knows how fucking long because your motherfucking goth nephew screwed shit over. Razor not included for sudden beard. AKA the "shock" of TFA.
  • Libra: Gay Ass™ Gucci Black Leather inherited from his mother, equipped with leather boots and a no-shit Jedi pout, be ready for the cameras. AKA the super Extra flippy jumps for the bae and the evil dad (who doesn't understand that this is not a phase).
  • Scorpio: Gay Ass™ Goggles and a fuzzy vest to keep you warm and snuggled as you're slowly picked apart by Wampa claws. AKA the ploy to get the bae to notice you for once.
  • Sagittarius: Gay Ass™ Jacket that's more yellow than a fucking lemon and was totally borrowed from that sexy Corellian that he totally doesn't like at all. AKA the outfit you wear to your wedding cause you don't make enough money to get a wedding dress.
  • Capricorn: Gay Ass™ Uniform that the Alliance designed specifically to be as straight as a curvy line and so orange that their enemies are blinded in battle. AKA the unsubtle coming out of Rogue Squadron.
  • Aquarius: Gay Ass™ Stormtrooper uniform that is too tight in certain places and too big for smols. AKA the perfect opportunity to flip luxurious golden locks when removing the helmet you can't see out of.
  • Pisces: Gay Ass™ Fatigues that you ruin in under three seconds and use to fight your salty old man. AKA blood sweat and tears taken literally.
Rip Clubpenguin

Idk with clubpeguin shutting today i thought I share some memories of this fuckn site

  • I remember the day I made it. I was at my grandma’s house and I was ten and i started off with a 1 month membership
  • All the kids at recess would fight over the computers to play it and everyone in my school always went to ‘Tundra’ to play
  • The site crashing when Rockhopper came and everyone fighting to get on his ship that was hell
  • The surfing game was my fav and i was so mad when I found out they made survival for paid members
  • That fuckin flood once and I think an avalanche. I just remember a lot of events happening once 
  • I REMEMBER THAT MISSION WHERE YOU GOT LOST IN THE WOODS EVERYONE I KNEW LOST THEIR BECAUSE THEY DIDN’T KNOW WHAT TO DO AND THEN ONE FRIEND WAS LIKE “i got so scared when i had to burn the book!”
  • Halloween was always my fav event 
  • Im looking through a book in the game and god, all those events (the earthquake, fairs, fitness games in ‘08 
  • TIP THE ICEBERG
  • REMEMBER WHEN THE GOLDEN PUFFLE WAS A MYTH AND PEOPLE WHERE LOOKING FOR IT AND THEN YOU GOT ADOPT IT?????
  • When you could get belts in the dojo and Sensei was hard to beat
  • I shit you not once when I was with a friend we followed two penguins back to an igloo and hid quite well (they didn’t know we where there) and they started to have like fake sex. Like serious we watched these kids (they had to be kids cause of how they typed) having their penguins take off their clothes and fake having it and my friend then did a “hehe” AND THE TWO OTHER PEGUINS RAN GOD THAT WAS SOMETHING
  •  I stopped playing around the start of HS but holy hell clubpenguin was my childhood and I remember just having so much fun and playing it all the damn time

(add more memories if you want but these are some of mine)

anonymous asked:

can you tell me about the bts ships? not just otp's, brotps too!

YESSsssSSS I CAN TALK ABOUT BTS SHIPS ALL DAY FAM

but ill only talk about the ones im familiar with:

1. YOONMIN (yoongi/jimin):

ok holy shit where the FUCK do i start with yoonmin. they’ve been my bts otp since day 1 so i have a LOT TO FUCKING SAY LOL 

first off, refer to this post as to why i started shipping them, they have a LOT of cute fucking moments predebut and its been a painfully beautiful journey ever since 2013

before we jump in we need to talk about how YOONGI WROTE A SONG FOR JIMIN BECAUSE HE ADMIRES HOW HARDWORKING JIMIN IS. IF THAT AINT REAL THEN GET TF OUT OF MY FACE LMAo like where dat song @ tho yoongs

ok i need to chill, but theres more:

like jimin being yoongi’s #1 cheerleader at ISAC lmao look at him cheer his name in front of all the fans and other idols with ZERO shame, and then there’s yoongi pretending like he doesnt hear him #typical

^ TYPICAL YOONGI. this ship is very love-hate. mostly false pretense of hate on yoongi’s end and WAAAY TOO MUCH SHAMELESS LOVIN on jimin’s end BUT we all know yoongi’s putting up a front. like there’s actually so many subtle moments where he reveals how much he cares for jimin and they kill me every time, like this one:

but then right back to pretending like he dont give a fuck lmfao:

ALSO THIS IS ONE OF THE MOST LEGENDARY YOONMIN MOMENTS, THE “YOU KNOW. I KNOW.” MOMENT (explanation here) :

this whole v app broadcast was a yoonmin fest and it was a blessing. jimin got him a sweater for yoongis birthday and they basically confessed on live broadcast that they’re soulmates. ugh im so sensitive about this moment

in summary:

  • yoonmin are polar opposites and that heart-pulling cold/warm dynamic they have is super shippable, thus the reason why they’re one of the most popular ships in this fandom
  •  yoongi puts on a cold exterior and doesn’t really show his emotions. jimin on the other hand is super openly loving towards others, especially yoongi, and its really fucking cute how yoongi reciprocates sometimes
  • the two really do care about each other a lot though and it’s really heart warming to see. also yoongi had jimin rap on his Tony Montana stage and it was everything

there’s tons more but for the sake of room lets move on

2. TAEKOOK (Taehyung/Jungkook)

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Clair(e)voyance

2.4

They refused to answer questions for Chief Inspector Grey.  They refused to talk to Jamie. They refused to allow anyone to touch their son.

In the end, Claire asked to see the death certificate only to discover that no doctor had been called to declare the young man dead.  That tiny loophole gave her the leverage she needed to have the Coroner request an autopsy.

Which was how she found herself in the morgue, just her and the young boy on the table.  It was late.  

She did her best work in the silence.

She cleared her mind, and closed her eyes.  Nothing.  

She took his hand, held it gently for a moment.  

Prayers.  

So many prayers surrounded this child.  There was some comfort in that, perhaps.  

She took a deep breath, adjusted her microphone, and began.


“Epilepsy.”

“Are ye sayin’ it was a natural death?”  Jamie was confused.  He looked at the notes he’d made in his book as he devoured his fourth piece of pizza.

Claire had come home from the morgue tired and hungry.  So hungry she’d stopped and grabbed a pizza from the corner restaurant.  Turning up her walk she found a tall, red headed Scotsman sitting on her front steps.  

She was embarrassed at how happy it made her.  

“Yes.  You’ll get the official report soon, but all signs point to it.  Increased lung and liver weights.  Cerebral edema, lighter brain weight, structural brain lesions. Also, contusions, acute neocortical and brainstem hypoxic neuronal changes…all indicate -”

“English, Sorcha.  Please,” he said around a mouthful of food.

“He suffered from seizures.  Lots of them.”  She took a sip of her wine.  “There was something else.”

Jamie lifted his head sharply.  “What?”

“Olive oil.”

Jamie pointed at his pizza.  Looked at Claire.  “Olive oil.  Like, what ye cook with, olive oil.”

“Yes.”  She wiped her hands on a napkin as she explained.  “I’m certain that’s what it was.  It was on his forehead, and his hands.  I took a sample and sent it off to the lab.”

Jamie picked up his pen.  Scribbled another note.

“There were a lot of prayers around him,” Claire said, softly.  

Jamie stood and went to his jacket.  He rooted around in the pockets until he came out with another notebook.  

A caramel coloured notebook.

“What’s that?”  It seemed familiar, but she didn’t know why.

Jamie held it up.  “Oh, this?  This one’s yers.”

“What do you mean, mine?”  

“I bought it when we were workin’ on the Geillis Duncan case.  These are off-the-record notes.  The ones I canna share, but have to support with actual evidence.  The notes based on yer visions, not yer findings.”  

Jamie’s ears turned pink.  “I bought it because the colour of it reminded me of yer eyes,” he admitted, shyly.

Claire blushed.  He did that?  That was weeks ago.  Well before…  Some days she still had trouble believing that he accepted her visions so readily.

“Anyway,” Jamie cleared his throat, “What about the bruising?”

Claire was grateful for the redirection.  “Straps.  Restraints.  He was tied down. Wrists.  Ankles. Across his chest.  They must have been violent seizures to warrant such bruising.  He would have bled a little too as the skin was rubbed raw in places.”  Claire took her plate to the sink.  “I’ve sent a blood sample to be tested, as well.  We’ll find out what sort of medications he was on.”   

It was getting late.  

And she was getting nervous.  

She watched as Jamie scribbled in his book.  His penmanship really was awful. He finished writing, closed the book and snapped his pen.  When he looked up, Claire looked down.  

It felt awkward.  Tense.  Charged.  

She wanted him to stay the night.  Again.  But she didn’t know how to say it.

“Humpf….”  Jamie made that Scottish noise he always did when he had something on his mind.  He took his time stuffing his notebook back in his jacket pocket. 

He wanted to stay the night.  Again.  But didn’t know how to say it.

“You can…” she said.

“I was hopin’…” he said at the same time.  The silence grew.  “You first, Claire.”

She crossed her arms. Uncrossed them.  Swiped at some crumbs on the counter.  Looked up at Jamie.

“Stay?”

Jamie dropped his head.  Smiled.  Glanced up into those whisky coloured eyes.

“I thought ye’d never ask.”


“Sorcha?” 

From his office he watched as James made a call.  He could hardly hear the conversation, just ‘Sorcha’.  He didn’t recognize the name.  But ten minutes later when she walked into the offices, he knew right away what was going on.

Because he knew her name.  It was Claire.  Dr. Claire Randall.  The M.E.  

So this ‘Sorcha’ must be some kind of pet name.  And pet names meant familiarity.  And familiarity, at least in the case of James Fraser, meant more than friendship.  He should know.  One did not simply make friends with James Fraser easily.  He was a guarded man, a cautious man.  

A man who once admitted to having an attraction to this woman.

He watched as she waited for James to notice her.  She waved the envelope and in that split second when their eyes met he saw all he needed to see. 

James’ eyes softened.  His posture straightened.  It was subtle.  But it was there.  James jumped up and grabbed his jacket, badge and notebook.  He didn’t bother to look back.  

Damn you, James Fraser, thought D.C.I. John Grey.  Damn you, anyway. 


Jamie was sitting across the table from the boy’s father.  A tape recorder ran between them.  But it recorded nothing because the man wouldn’t talk.  

They’d had him brought in when the findings from the lab came back.  There were too many discrepancies.  And Jamie wanted answers. 

“Listen.  All I want to know about are the bruises.  How did he get the bruises ‘round his wrists and ankles?”  Jamie looked at the solicitor for help.

She shrugged.  

“Because from where I’m sittin’, ken, it looks like ye tied yer son down and left him to die.”  Jamie watched the man close his eyes.  He pressed his advantage. “Like an animal.”  

The dad’s jaw clenched.  

Jamie was done.  “I’ll have to charge him with Neglect.”

“But you have no evidence!” the lawyer insisted.

“Aye.  I do!” Jamie snapped.  “I have a wee boy with bruises on his chest, ankles and wrists.  Skin rubbed raw.  I have an expert witness who will stand up in court and swear the boy didna die at home.”  

Jamie stood up so quickly his chair wobbled behind him, threatening to fall over.  He leaned across the table, his face close to the father. “Where did yer son die?  Eh?  Where did ye have him tied up?”

“Enough,” the solicitor stepped in.

“Aye.  Enough.”  Jamie straightened, grabbed his file, and opened the door of the interview room.  He motioned for a uniformed officer.  “Process him.”


Three days later, Jamie was working at his desk when D.C. Angus Mohr threw a newspaper onto his desk.  He jammed his finger at a name in the Obituaries.

“What’s this?”  Jamie asked.

“Caught me eye,” the little man said.  “Same school as the boy we collected from the Funeral Home.  Second death in as many weeks.”  

Jamie looked up as the other detective tapped his temple.  “Got me thinkin’, you know?  Raised the hair on the back of me neck.”

Jamie picked up the paper and scanned it quickly.  Same school.  

Ste. Anne de Beaupré.  Headmaster, Father François Anselm Mericoeur d'Armagnac.  

“Can I keep this?” he asked.  D.C. Mohr nodded, slapped Jamie on the back, and walked away.  

“Cheers,” Jamie mumbled, already lost in thought.  He dug out the caramel notebook to be sure.  He found the entry he needed.

Prayers, she’d said.  Surrounded by prayers. 


They sat in a tiny coffee shop beside the Thames.  The barges were at work. Horns honking.  Seagulls crying.  

The pages of the lab report were strewn around them.  He needed to go over them again.  With Claire.  He needed to talk about the latest death in connection with the school.  With Claire.

Somewhere along the way the officer who never wanted a partner suddenly needed one.  

And he needed Claire.  

“So,” Jamie said, papers rattling in his hands, “the substance on the boy was olive oil, and sweet calamus.”

“Um-hmm,” Claire mused distractedly.  “Used in Anointing of the Sick.”  

Her fingers flew over the keyboard of her laptop.  

“The school is small.  Very small.  I imagine it’s because of how rigorous it is.” Her hair was tied back in a messy bun.  Pinned up hastily.  One lone tendril corkscrewed down her neck.

“Rigorous how?”  The answer lay in this school.  He knew it.  Felt it.

“Well, most Catholic schools give you a simple, very basic education of the Faith.  Daily prayers, Masses for special events.  This one says students participate in Daily Mass.  Confessions every Friday.  There are 3 priests on staff, besides the Head Master.  The rest of the teachers are lay people. No cell phone policy.  No personal electronic devices allowed.  And the uniform is something out of the dark ages, really.”  

Claire looked over at him.  “It’s not structured like most Catholic schools, but it’s not unheard of.  A bit old-school, I guess.”  She twisted the computer so he could see it.  

Jamie pulled it towards him to look more carefully.

Claire stretched, her back tight.

“The only thing that bothers me,” she said, “is the fact that he didn’t have any meds in his system.”  

Jamie gathered up the papers and put them back in the folder.

“I mean, there’s literally dozens of them.  And in seventy percent of cases, they work wonders at controlling epilepsy!”  As a doctor, this detail bothered her.  

As an intuitive, this detail screamed at her.  

He closed the lid on the laptop.  “We’ll never find answers sitting here.”  He drained his cup.  “Come.”

“Where are we going?”  Claire stood up, slipped her computer into her bag and reached for her jacket.

Jamie called back over his shoulder. 

“To enroll our fictional child.”  

BTS reaction to you calling them oppa for the first time (Maknae line)

Jimin:

SQUISH. Once Jimin heard you call him oppa randomly one night he would become the cuddliest human being on this earth. He would lay his head on your lap and stroked your face. “I’m your oppa! Y/N I’m your oppaa!” He’d sing like a child, “are you sure Chim? Because you’re acting like a child, my baby Chim,” you’d say puckering your lips and squishing his cheeks, but he’d stop you by grasping your puckered lips, “no. I’m your oppa.” He’d say pulling you in for a kiss.

Originally posted by urnotnamjoon

Taehyung:

Taehyungs signature box smile would immediately come out when he heard you say “Taehyung oppa,” in your sleep. He would scoop you up- waking you up in the process, he’d say numerous things such as “my jagiya loves me soo much- and I love her sooo much!”  and “I’m my jagiyas oppa!” He was having so much fun. You however were still in a sleepy daze mumbling “Taehyung oppa what are you talking about?” Causing him to fanboy even more

Originally posted by liddylou10

Jungkook:

You’d call Jungkook oppa without even realising it, but his mind would be racing, ‘omg omg omg Y/N called me oppa- that’s so cute… Wait what? Am I horny? Holy shit is this a new kink because I really wanna hear her call me oppa all the time but I can’t get horny all the time… Although that would mean we can have sex all the time…’ “Hey Y/n… Can you help me with a problem?” He’d say kissing your neck, “holy shit Jungkook you need to back the fuck up you horndog… Oh fuck it okay.” You’d say tossing your book to the side and pulling him on top of you for a kiss.

Originally posted by nevermindmyg

BTS reactions to your nudes

Requested by: @-happytbh-

A/N: this was so cute~ im super glad you requested this bb, i laughed, i cried… maybe i’m just sleep deprived, but enjoy my lovelies - Kaitlin


Seokjin:  Stunned. He’s just standing there gawking at his phone for what felt like hours, he didn’t care. He loves your body and never fails to tell you. He’s biting his lip and sending you dirty texts, trying to get more pictures from you until he can get home to see you ;)

Originally posted by jjilljj

Yoongi:  When he unlocks his phone and see a picture of you wearing nothing but his fave pair of panties, this giant smirk spreads across his face bc oHmyGod ur so nasty and hot and you’re all his. He wipes off that smirk and replaces it with a poker face so no one gets suspicious as to why he’s staring at his phone for so long

Originally posted by bangtannoonas

Hoseok: when his vision is blessed with your gorgeous bare ass he has to clamp a hand over his mouth to keep from groaning in awe. his first instinct is to run and show the guys at how beautiful his girlfriend is. But on second thought, that probably isn’t the best plan…

Originally posted by j-cypher

Namjoon: He lets his eyes linger on your photo, not caring who saw him staring. His gaze traveled from the swell of your chest down to your beautiful thighs, taking in everything in between. Once he’s had enough waiting, he’s on his way to see you *wink wonk*

Originally posted by glitchyoongi

Jimin: Chim thinks he’s so fucking rad. the hottest girl ever just sent him a jaw-dropping nude… of cOURSE he’s smug about it. But oh no… Hobi saw… he caught a peak at Jimin’s screen and now he’s all “hey… jimin… ;)))” and chims so flustered oh my god hobi’s gonna tell everybody and now you’re gonna h8 him

Originally posted by park-jimizzle

Taehyung: He would see a new message from you and this lil smile would tug his lips and he’d get all mushy. He clicks off his phone immediately after seeing your naked body, covered only by the new lace bra he just bought you. He’s biting his lips and trying to hold back the blush. he’s so excited to go home and take that bra off (probably with his teeth and with lots of giggles amirite?)

Originally posted by taesies

Jungkook: He sees your message and gets excited bc ur so fun he loves u so much. when he opens the message and see a picture of your bare chest hOLY SHIT HIS EYES ARE SO BIG. his hyungs are getting suspicious and want to know what kook’s so *heart eyes* for so they try and grab at his phone and look at it but Jeon is out. hes fucking gone. no way in hell they’re ever seeing this

Originally posted by exhoeluxionism

Stories [Werewolf!Ben Solo X Reader]

Summary: For the longest time you never believed in your hometown’s fables about monstrous wolves capable of turning into humans. However, when you find yourself face-to-face with a mysterious red-eyed beast, you begin to question whether or not the stories may actually be true…

Word Count: 3,229

Rating: General

Notes: The original prompt sent in by a wonderful anon had a request for Kylo but I decided to adjust it to Ben Solo to better fit a sort of Modern Era Werewolf AU. It’s also my first go at writing an AU piece, so be gentle! (Also I may or may not be in love with this fic and want to turn this into a full-on script…)

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Lipstick Stain Tutorial

Hello there, Lovely Anon! I put your ask into a pic set so it’s easier to see this, I hope that’s okay!

Thank you, I’m glad you liked the lipstick stains! :D Here’s a mini Tutorial for them, I am sure there are a lot of better ways to draw these, this is just how I figured it out yesterday at like 3 AM and how I did it. I hope this helps! 

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i’m four and a half hours late this time bc i had a busy day today hhaha

McHanzo Week Day 6 - Ultimate Swap

so i totally didn’t read the prompt summaries until it was too late, so have this bodyswap comic that’s entirely unrelated to their ults whatsoever

idek what this is honestly i had this idea that witch!mercy cast a spell on them or something and it led to this????,? honestly i,, put a ridiculous amount of effort into this dumb comic and,.,, there’s no excuse for this

our picarto dorks discord had a secret santa in which a lovely anonymous recipient asked for their favourite character and how could i resist from Going All Out On This Thing 😤👌 this was so much fun to make (so shiny it hurts) and honestly it got me into reading gztale which i’m throughly hooked on now! bless this depressed uber fluff prince 10/10

Ganz belongs to @golzy (if you see this holy shit thank you for creating some of the best content out there, i’m continuously blown away by your dedication and care put into your work, bless you!! 💙💙)

anonymous asked:

dan/phil as dads

Phil 

  • Cuddles.
  • He would watch the baby in the crib for hours. 
  • Falling asleep with the babe on his chest often. 
  • Playing video games while he having the kid sit in his lap and play on another controller that is off.
  • reading stories all of the time. 
  • Little strolls through London. 
  • So many visits to his parents because they love being grandparents. 
  • Helping with tough homework on the dining room table.
  • Cuddles when they hurt themselves. 
  • you find him in bed sleeping with the kids with a book in his hands. 
  • Being that dad at school events.

Dan

  • He would insist on getting a monitor that has a video camera. 
  • Threatening the world if anyone would even think about hurting his child. 
  • When they are little he would love to play hide and go seek because the spots little kids pick always make him giggle. 
  • insisting that the two of you keep up conversations with the kids regularly because he would never want them to hold in so much stuff.
  • Teaching piano to the kids.
  • Shooting videos and half way through he would need to pause because the kids are begging to play with him.
  • going to the park having just as much fun on the swings as the kids are.
  • holding the holy shit handle the entire time he teaches how to drive.
  • them going to university and he would be so supportive of whatever they choose.