i can't wait for him to come back

  • Me: *sigh*
  • Cashier: What's wrong?
  • Me: It's the scent of this place. It's nostalgic. Reminds me of lavender scent of my grandmother's house. Even color of the walls remind me of the bygone era of my childhood; the dim sunsets of a fuzzy summer evenings, and faint memory of fading dreams.
  • Cashier: Ah, you want to start all over do you? I know the feeling. It's enough to drive me to the brink.
  • Me: Verily. At some point, I began to live my life in retrospect. The now doesn't matter anymore because everything has become so bland. What am I to do in this monotonous life when my happy times passed so long ago. It's as if-
  • Cashier: *turns into a 9 foot tall vibrating metal cube that deconstructs me at a molecular level and turns me into pure radium powder*
  • Guy, with that as fetish who actually wrote this post: *doesn't even jack it just looks at the screen all sweaty and breathing heavily*
  • Girlfriend: *walks into the room unannounced* Everything okay? You've been acting kind of strange recently.
  • Guy: *quickly closes all tabs* Oh, nothing. I'm just like. I'm... you know. I've been tired.
  • Girlfriend: *suspiciously* ...sure. Pizza's here by the way.
  • Guy: Okay, cool. I'll be right out. *wipes sweat from head*
  • Girlfriend: *texts best friend* He's definitely cheating. He just closed like twenty tabs on his computer!!!!!!!
  • Best Friend: Did you look through his browsing history?
  • Girlfriend: Yeah, it's all wikipedia pages about radioactive stuff. It's so fucking weird. He's either cheating or a terrorist.
  • Best Friend: That's creepy. I'd break up with him.
  • Girlfriend: I've been considering it, but it's complicated. I still feel so strongly about him. I don't want to ruin our relationship.
  • Best Friend: Sometimes you have to break things off with the people you care about the most. For a little bit anyway.
  • Girlfriend: Yeah, I get that. It's so hard though. I can't imagine life without him.
  • Best Friend: You have to do what you have to do. It's the only way to move forward. Getting stuck in a stagnant relationship can ruin you.
  • Girlfriend: I guess you're right...
  • Best Friend: *is wearing a full hazmat suit.*
  • Doctor: *walks up behind her* Jennifer, stop texting. We need you in the bottom.
  • Best Friend: Sorry, got it.
  • Best Friend: *descends in elevator, sees 9 foot tall humanoid ant corpse on the ground* Fucking gross! Do you know where it came from.
  • Doctor: No clue. It's why we called you here.
  • Best Friend: This isn't like any cryptid I've ever seen. It must be extraterrestrial in origin. Wait... is its body full of gummy worms? *hears the sound of the elevator going up behind her*
  • Best Friend: Doctor! Where are you going!? What the fuck!?
  • Doctor: Waves to her from the elevator.
  • Ant Humanoids: *appear from the shadows in the hundreds*
  • Best Friend: No, no, no, no! This can't be happening.
  • Ant Humanoids: *surround her*
  • Best Friend: Don't fucking come near me! I'm highly radioactive! You'll all die if you eat me.
  • Ant Humanoid in the back: *listening to comic book podcast*
  • Podcast Guy 1: So when it comes to Superman, I feel like there are actually two characters. Clark Kent, the man. Then there's Superman, the ideal. They're the same person but represent very different aspects of him.
  • Podcast Guy 2: Comic books are fucking stupid, my dude. *cellphone buzzes* Hold up, I gotta take this.
  • Podcast Guy 2: *gets an alert that his favorite fetish forum has updated, licks lips fuckingly*
  • Podcast Guy 2: *under breath* Oh yeah. A new radium dust sexual fanfic. Can't wait to tweak my noodle to this! Zoo wee mama!
  • Podcast Guy 1: What did you just say.
  • Podcast Guy 2: Nothing, man. We were talking about Superman. Let's continue with that.
  • Podcast Guy 1: Yeah, as I was saying. Superman would definitely be a power bottom and
  • Me before encountering anti Kylo bs on my dash: Kylo Ren is a highly complex character and will most likely only grow in complexity as the trilogy goes on. We don't yet know much about his motivations for doing the terrible things he does, but the fact stands that he has gone too far down the dark path to come back without significant effort and suffering on his part. He can still find redemption, but it's extremely unlikely that he will have a traditionally happy ending the way many fans want him to. Even though he was manipulated by Snoke, many of his choices were still his own and the narrative as well as the audience will demand retribution for that.
  • Me after encountering anti Kylo bs on my dash: Wow I can't wait for the final shot of Episode IX to be Kylo Ren smiling as he's engulfed in a group hug from his polyamorous life partners Rey, Finn, and Poe, while the baby ewoks they've adopted dance around their feet and the two previous Trios all smile down on them from above

A new something to tear at ur hearts. o(๑❛ꇳ❛๑)o

Cux I’m really an evil person to the core. <3 

Am sorry but as much as I like Gabe, I like torturing him even more hence I regret nothing. Once again, angst76 shit. :3

Intruiging Cayde-6 idle dialogue

I don’t know where she is and I respect her too much to go looking for her. When Creepy [Eris] wants to come home, she will. Trust me.

Don’t show Zavala that Osiris report, by the way. He won’t like it.

Concordat signals. What the hell?

If we could get out to the Reef … nah, they’d never go for it.

These are intriguing because they may hint at content of future DLCs. Eris could come back? Concordat could appear? We could go to the Reef again?

The second dialogue is definitely hinting at future DLC content – the report on Osiris is likely the “Osiris sends his regards” dialogue from the Deep Conversation side quest on Nessus. Zavala would not like it, as he distrusts Osiris for professional and possibly personal reasons. (Are the two even distinct for him?) While Osiris was Vanguard Commander the Warlock was exiled for not properly protecting the City.

YCPfE Ch25 Teaser

It’s been a long time coming, but here’s your teaser for tomorrow:

“I-” Yuuri starts. He reaches out to touch Victor’s shoulder. “I can’t tell what you’re feeling at all,” he says. “The bond. It’s- it’s almost gone.” He hopes Victor understands what he means - that Yuuri wants him to talk about his feelings instead of him trying to muddle them out through a declining bond.

Victor turns back towards him, eyes sliding to the fading mark on Yuuri’s neck. “It didn’t last long, did it?”

You ever notice how Shiro kinda embodies the traits of all five Lions? I mean if we consider how Allura describes the Lions in the first episode…

The Black Lion

“The Black Lion is the decisive head of Voltron. It will take a pilot who is a born leader and in control at all times, someone whose men will follow without hesitation.” ~ we obviously already know this is true, because the other Paladins all followed Shiro without hesitation even before they had their Lions, and it’s clear from the first two seasons that Shiro is ideally suited to be the Black Paladin and is the Lion’s first choice to lead Voltron.

The Red Lion

“The Red Lion is temperamental and the most difficult to master. It’s faster and more agile than the others, but also more unstable. Its pilot needs to be someone who relies more on instincts than skill alone.” ~ “difficult to master” would sum up how Shiro behaved in Galra captivity: always fighting his guards, always resisting, defeating monsters he wasn’t supposed to defeat, planning his escape even though it seemed hopeless. Shiro is also fast and agile, and he has a bit of a temper: more in control than Keith’s (which is why Keith is the Red Paladin and not Shiro), but it’s there. You see it when he fights Zarkon on the astral plane, and in the way he talks about Lubos in 2x04.

The Blue Lion

Although we don’t have canon traits for the Blue Lion, it’s implied she’s gregarious, friendly, and nurturing. Shiro’s approach to leadership sits into this perfectly: he nurtures others, encourages them, and takes an interest in people’s problems. He’s also very perceptive and quick to pick up on other people’s emotions: he figured out Pidge was Katie; he expressed concern for Keith when he blew up at everyone in 2x08, and he completely sincerely referred to Lance as the team’s “sharpshooter” in 2x10 - because he knows that Lance feels insecure about himself, even though no one else picks up on that.

The Yellow Lion

“The Yellow Lion is caring and kind. Its pilot is one who puts the needs of others above his own. His heart must be mighty. As the leg of Voltron, you will lift the team up and hold them together.” ~ we’ve seen plenty of examples of Shiro uplifting the team when they give up, and I’ve pointed out before that he’s excellent at managing interpersonal conflicts and bringing people together. He’s a genuinely kind person who usually hides his own needs and struggles so as not to bother the rest of the team. And seriously - listen to any one of Shiro’s speeches and tell me he doesn’t have a ‘mighty heart’.

The Green Lion

“The Green Lion has an inquisitive personality and needs a pilot of intellect and daring.” ~ Shiro was an explorer and an astronaut before he joined Voltron, so it’s safe to say he has an inquisitive personality. If you watch the way he fights, you can tell how daring he is: he’ll run up a wall and ride a barrel into a droid’s face and then do a backflip like it’s nothing.

The fact that Shiro reflects something of the traits of all the Lions (and therefore the Paladins) is why he’s such an effective Black Paladin. He’s the perfect choice to lead Voltron because he understands all the Lions and their Paladins, so it’s easier for him to bring them together and bring out the best in them.

But it also hints at the fact that Shiro IS Voltron - and that’s a theme that comes up repeatedly on the show. He embodies all of Voltron’s traits to one degree or another, and as such he’s able to bring Voltron together - even when everyone else gives up. He’s like the spirit of Voltron - and there’s a reason why the team feels so disjointed without him.

anonymous asked:

You two don't argue often but it does happen. Kissing his nose is how you eventually make the tension lingering in the air disappear. It's a simple and affectionate gesture. It happens when you walk in on him sitting on the couch—head tilted back, eyes closed in thought. That's when he feels your lips briefly meet the tip of his nose before pulling away. It startles him but he can't help but smile a bit. You look down into his eyes and ask, "We're still cool, right?" "O'course, poppet." Idk xx

I genuinely teared up. I am not even lying, this made me cry. Jesus Christ, I can’t even explain how badly I want this…

And when the fight is more serious, he’ll wait for the nose kiss, eagerly, cause he hates fighting with you. And when it doesn’t come, when you go to bed without even bothering to tell him goodnight, without even bothering to give him his much expected nose kiss, that’s when he knows he messed up royally.

And in the morning, when you wake up, moving to stretch yourself, you find him cuddled so close to you, his face almost touching yours and when he opens his eyes, they’re red from lack of sleep - the sleep he lost trying to think of a way to say how sorry he is.

“Yeh didn’t give me my kiss.” He tells you, voice rough with sleep and regret. “M’nose kiss… that’s when I know you’ve forgiven me.”

“It’s cause I didn’t forgive you yet.” You sigh and even though you’re still quite mad at him, you can’t bring yourself to pull away from him.

“I’m really sorry, love. ‘M a tosser, a proper idiot and I’m so sorry.” He’s sincere and the way he’s nuzzling against you, nose bumping yours in search for some sort of contact shows you just how much this means to him.

Lifting your chin up, your lips press to his nose with a loud smack and you can hear the relieved sigh that comes from him, his shoulders relaxing immediately after you pull away, green eyes searching yours, gleaming with sincerity and regret.

“We’re good?” He asks, hopeful.

“We’re good.”

 I can’t even FIND WORDS TO EXPLAIN HOW MUCH WRITING THIS DOWN AND READING YOUR ASK HURT ME MNFNEFWONEOGNWONG 

In a Heartbeat, in a nutshell
  • Redhead: Noooooooooo he can't know I like him!!
  • Heart: I want what I want!
  • Redhead: No wait--
  • Heart: Byeeeeee!
  • Redhead: NO COME BACK!!!!!
  • Brunet: What is this weird boy doing
  • Brunet: What the hell is this thing (the heart) and why is it touching me?!
  • Redhead: oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no oh no
  • Brunet: Wait a second...does he like me? No wait don't leave! He was kinda cute.
  • Redhead: (literally holding his broken heart) My life is over...
  • Brunet: Hey it's okay. See, here. *puts red's heart back together* I fixed it. Everything will be okay.
  • Redhead: asdfjkl my crush likes me be cool be cool
  • Heart: :D

anonymous asked:

Hey, could you please write about Jealous Harry? Not violent,crazy, impossible things but something where you're not properly a couple but you have a thing for each other, and he has made you a little jealous before and now he finds himself in your position when you're casually flirting with another guy? And this guy being really charming and you know hot flirt? I know this is really detailed I'm so sorry, totally understand if you don't want to! I really like your writings!

Ah yes, jealous Harry. Good stuff.
Thanks so much for reading my works, and thank you for requesting! I hope you enjoy!
I’ll try to get through all of my requests, but I am a slow writer, so please bear with me. x

You pull your buzzing phone from your pocket and your heart does a little flip when you see the name of the caller across the screen. It’s been a while since you’d last seen Harry. To be fair, you were ignoring him because he was the one who had been flirty with one of the girls from the studio. You know at times he’s naturally flirty- that’s just the way Harry is- but you are still bitter about it and you’ve been blowing off plans with him without giving him a clue as to why.

You pick up the phone after it rings twice and greet him with a soft “hi, H.”

“Are you off work? Thought maybe we could grab dinner or something.” Harry’s voice is so smooth through the speaker you feel a smile form on your lips.

“I’m actually going to get after-work drinks with someone.” You almost feel bad for blowing him off again until a thought crosses your mind. This would be the perfect time for you to get back at him for making you jealous before. “Hey! You should come with us, he’s a really sweet guy and I’m sure you guys will get along.”

Harry hesitates because he doesn’t want to intrude, but you know he eventually says yes because he doesn’t want you getting drinks with another guy alone.

When Harry arrives at the bar, you’re already seated next your coworker in one of the booths. He struts over and settles himself across from the two of you after introducing himself. You notice the way Harry’s brows knit together when he notices how close you’re sitting with the man next to you- so close that your elbow brushes up against the side of his arm whenever you lean in to speak- and you smirk at him and proceed to order a round of shots.

Harry can’t deny that your coworker is handsome, but he also can’t deny thinking that you should be sitting next to him in the booth and not next to some bloke who works in the IT department, especially in the tipsy state that you’re in.

You laugh a bit too loudly than you intend to when your coworker cracks a joke, and you look over to where Harry is staring daggers at you.

“Isn’t he just so funny?”

“Quite funny,” Harry replies to you through gritted teeth, and you proceed to hook your arm over the man’s shoulders.

At this point Harry seems to have snapped.

“Wow, just look at the time,” Harry says before he stands up from his seat to come around to your side and tug at your arm.

You whine as Harry drags you out of the booth and grabs your purse from the table.

“We should leave, you know,” Harry looks at you and you feel him give your arm a light squeeze. “Before we’re late for that thing.”

Before your coworker can ask what thing, Harry’s leading you out of the bar and down the street in the direction of your apartment. You walk with Harry in silence for about two blocks before you start to worry. Of all the times you’ve upset him, he’s never given you the silent treatment before. Maybe this time you’ve really done it.

When the two of you get to a less busy part of the street, you pull Harry’s arm to stop him from walking.

“That was quite rude to leave my coworker there all of the sudden, don’t you think?”

“He likes you, you know that right? I didn’t think you’d be naive enough to let it get past you.” You expected to hear the annoyance in Harry’s voice, but the slight jab of his words catches you by surprise.

“I don’t want anything to happen. Not with him.”

“So you’re just going to openly flirt with some bloke right in front of me?”

“To be fair, you started it when you were flirting with the new producer last week. This was only a joke.”

Harry lets out an exasperated sigh. “Don’t joke around like that,” he says under his breath.

You feel a pang of guilt before you take a step closer to Harry and reach for his hand.

“I like you,” you remind him and he moves his fingers to lace them in between yours. “And if I want you, then you don’t need to worry about who wants me, alright?”

There’s a time and place for everything, and while you and Harry have individual things to work out before jumping into a relationship with each other, the feelings are definitely there, and Harry doesn’t ever hesitate when it comes to telling you he’d wait forever for you.

“Just don’t gets drinks with guys like him anymore,” Harry scrunches his nose at the mention of your coworker.

“No more games,” You promise. “Now let’s go back to mine so we can watch a rom com or something.”

this-moon-water  asked:

Oh my god thank you haha! Well, my little shipper heart desires an uninterrupted trailer bughead smut, basically the finale without the knock at the door. I'm literally rewatching the scene over and over again and crying because I can't wait for season two to come out <3

I will try!
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His teeth bit hungrily into the soft skin of her neck, leaving butterfly shaped bruises on her tan skin. Betty’s eyes rolled back, her fingers fisting in his hair as she tugged him further down her body. They were doing this, they were actually doing this. His long, slender fingers toyed with the clip on her skirt as he stared up at her with lust filled eyes and trembling lips, he wanted approval, he needed her to tell him this was okay.

“Yes juggie, god yes” she whispered into the quiet air, her hips bucking up as he growled lowly, pulling the blue fabric down her legs and staring for a moment at the white lacy panties wrapped deliciously around her body.

“You’re beautiful, how are you so beautiful?” He whispered, looking to her with awestruck eyes, fully taking in the nearly naked women perched on his counter. She reached for him, pulling him closer to her and placing both of her tiny hands over his heart

“So are you.”

His stomach twisted, the new, unfamiliar emotion coming around full circle as he once again realized just how much he loved her. Although he’d already said it he wanted her to know, needed her to know

“I love you” he groaned as her hands dipped dangerously low on his hips.

Dropping her lips to his ear, she whispered

“Show me.”

That was all it took, in seconds flat he had her wrapped around his body again, delighting in the way her perfect, warm presence felt against his, skin to skin, he cupped her ass, his fingers squeezing experimentally and grinning when he heard her gasp.

He walked backwards into the makeshift bedroom, her lips still on his, biting and tugging as he dropped her onto the mattress.

Betty sat up on her elbows, looking exactly like a painting, he had never wished he was an artist more in his life.

“It’s not really fair, I feel severely underdressed.” She grinned, her eyes dropping to his jeans.

Jughead smirked , ripping his belt off and stumbling with the button.

Betty crawled forward, her tiny fingers making quick work of the denim as she tugged it off his hips.

“Much better.” She gave him a true to form Jughead Jones smirk and he nearly exploded right at that moment.

He leaped on her, causing her to giggle and squeal as he hovered over her, his boxers grinding against the thin material she called panties. Her eyes were squeezed shut and she had her head thrown back, her golden curls splayed over the pillow and her knuckles fishing the dark blue bed sheets. He knew how much she hated the word, but perfect was all he could think to describe her right now.

“Juggie.” She whispered, her bright green eyes shooting open to look at his, he stared down at her, the love he felt was shining through and it nearly took her breath away, he was breathing heavily as he spoke in quick words

“I love you, I don’t ever want to be without you, I know that makes me selfish, but I want you all too myself. Everyday of my life.”

Betty nodded, he was reading her mind

“I love you, please juggie.. make love to me”
Her whispered words carried through the tiny trailer and he immediately turned to the draw beside him pulling out a condom and smiling when he saw the confused look on Betty’s face.

“One thing my dad cared about? Safe sex”

Betty giggled, pulling her boyfriend down for a kiss as he clumsily rolled the condom on.

“Are you ready?” He asked, concern in his eyes

Betty nodded, bringing her hips up to meet his.
“Always.”

With that he joined them together, the instant pain had Betty gasping quietly, Jughead peppering kisses down her neck as he whispered how beautiful she was, how much he loved her.

The pain subsided and Betty felt a warm, full heat fill her entire core

“Move juggie.” She moaned, his eyes snapping to hers to make sure.

“Move.” She ordered, bringing her hips to rise and fall as he inhaled sharply, his eyes widening at the sensation.

It was fast for both of them, Betty never even took off her bra, Jugheads hands found their way underneath the pink lace. Betty came first, a quick twist of her boyfriends hips and she was seeing stars, Jughead following closely behind screaming Betty’s name so loud he was certain the entire Southside had heard it.

They lay together afterwards, content to hold each other in the quiet, Jughead breathing in the vanilla of his loves hair as she drew circles on his bare chest.

“Thankyou” she whispered dreamily “that was perfect. Everything I could have ever wanted”

Jughead pulled away slowly
“No Juliet, thank you. You don’t know what you mean to me, what this means to me.” His voice was thick with emotion and Betty reached up to cup his face, as he was bending down to drop a kiss to her lips a knock on the door knocked them both out of the moment.

“Who could that be?”

10

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anonymous asked:

Yo we're about to see Rick Grimes happy like we've never seen him before! That man is about to be smiling more in one episode than he has in 6.5 seasons. I'm not sure I'm prepared for that face. I hope someone's got a wheelchair ready for Michonne, cuz she ain't walking for DAYS!

She’s about to come back from this trip walking bowlegged like her boo. 😂

Another 2Doc Moment
  • 2D: Hey, Murdoc.
  • Murdoc: *sighs* What is it, Face-Ache?
  • 2D: I just realized something. How come your lips don't touch when you say "touch", but they do when you say "separate"?
  • Murdoc: 2D, that's like me wondering how you manage to live without a brain. It can't be answered. Now, go away!
  • 2D: Wait, wait! I got another one! If you're waiting on the waiter, wouldn't that make YOU the waiter?
  • Murdoc: ...
  • 2D: What?
  • Murdoc: You were looking at those rubbish memes again, weren't you?
  • 2D: YUP! *runs out of the room laughing*
  • Murdoc: *growls and runs after him with a Converse shoe* GET BACK HERE, FACE-ACHE!!

anonymous asked:

having to wait for someone to upload bv2 is a torture!! is it okay if i ask you to fill me in with the latest jikook moments? i'd be grateful forever!

of course! ok so basically that’s what you missed on glee:

- maknae line were a team

- they invented a way to introduce bon voyage that certainly did not include jm being 0.2 inches from jk’s face but you know what happens with these two so-

- then they played a game and they were freaking blindfolded but jm still recognized jk’s butt… interesting

- also from that game i have this screenshot…

- …anyway flashforward after that game they went on a boat and jm’s towel flew away and fell into the sea and jk’s reaction was no other than screaming “JIMIN-SSI!!!”

- they swam for a while and then maknae line went for a walk

- they wanted to buy a souvenir that symbolized their friendship

- then they went to a restaurant but ofc they had to be extra so they played and made a bet which poor jm lost and he had to start eating pizza after tae and jk had eaten their first slice. what a cruel world

- and then there was The Scene in which they went to stand on some rocks in front of the sea and jk ruined the beautiful moment by getting splashed by a wave sdfhjd but jm went all soft and told him to come back there and he touched jk’s hair and was like “even your hair got wet!!” and it was all really cute and fanfic worthy

those were the most important moments in jikook land, i hope this was helpful and makes the wait a little easier for you to handle!

TG:143

Last chapter of Tokyo Ghoul was 143 titled “Kaneki Ken” The chapter number could also be interpreted as “I Love You: Kaneki Ken” The person most likely telling Kaneki how much they love him would’ve been Touka.

Ishida could’ve chosen ANY number and person to end TG with, but he choose 143 and Touka (the only one who had faith in his return). Certainly, one chapter, has two meanings.

So if TGre ends at chapter 143, the title of that chapter could be titled “Kirishima Touka” Kaneki has told and showed us he loves his wife Touka tremendously. But her being kidnapped by the CCG, something paralleling Kaneki’s ending in part one, is possible in her case. Even so, Kaneki would have faith in her retrieval if she were taken away from him. They may be split, but they’re bound to get back together because what comes as a pair, stays a pair.