i did all these in 3 days

the foxes as things i've said:
  • kevin day: *consumes my own drinks and my friend's drinks* alcohol poisoning come at me.
  • andrew minyard: nice guys finish last, which is why i act like a dick
  • aaron minyard: no seriously, fuck that noise. fuck your noise. fuck my own noise. let's all just shut the fuck up.
  • nicky hemmick: "it's only gay if-?" pls. it's always gay. lol no hetero.
  • neil josten: leg days? more like leg life. i'm always running away from my problems, bitch.
  • matt boyd: *stares lovingly into my best friend's eyes* wow, wait what did u say?
  • allison reynolds: when u said pretty, i heard it as petty and i was like: yeah, same thing tbh.
  • renee walker: knives are aesthetically pleasing but i won't hesitate to use them because blood can be aesthetic too. <3
  • dan wilds: really, ur mistake is thinking i'll be nice just because i smiled at u once.
  • coach wymack: what kind of shituation?
  • Bonus- Seth Gordon: i'm dead af but who cares *shrug emoji*
richonne 7x12 party ... day one. ever since this exact moment, i couldn’t wait to see rick’s beautiful hands all over michonne’s delicious body ....

preferably, while they’re both naked and doin’ stuff n’ thangs to each other. and no - this is not just about sex. they are so perfect for and compliment each other to the fullest. this is the most perfect fictional coupling ever. 

i began watching this show after richonne went canon and binge watched 6-½ seasons in 10 days. i *did not* watch the canon episode until after i’d watched this entire series from the beginning.

so, when they finally met in season 3 — it was at this specific moment, when i saw his hands against her skin and on her body, that i understood the richonne ship. it was undeniable chemistry — i could hardly wait to see it unfold and to see rick and michonne become lovers. fuck me, lol, i was so friggin’ excited! ha haaa! whew!

then, canon….and now, here we are at 7x12, got dammit, when i can finally *watch and slowly die* from what i’ve envisioned for richonne from the get-go … rick and michonne *in the act* of making love. it’s over for me. i accept that.

oh… and it better be well-lit scenes too, scott gimple and amc, ‘cause i want to see everything …. so **show** it to me.

*sigh* … who dafuq am i kiddin’? lol. you damn straight i have always wanted michonne to fuck the hell outta rick grimes for me! 😛 😛 😛 and…love prevails too, so richonne gets to have both and i . am. living

The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants

Write A Thon Day 3
(Lit Day)
Eliza Schuyler x Maria Reynolds
Words: 1760

Hey, would y’all believe me if i told you i was stressed out of my mind? Cause let me tell you, I am stressed out of my mind.

i’m not sure if all the other write a thon fics will be posted on time but i will try my hardest. i had finished all of tomorrow’s one but it turned out that half of it deleted when my computer did an update, which was fun.

but moving on, my lit day fic is based on the books / movie the sisterhood of the travelling pants which is super cute so go check it out if you haven’t already!

requests are open and i send you my love xx



Eliza had never believed in fate. Sure, she had heard of people finding their soulmates and calling it an act of fate, but she had never quite believed it to be real.

The three girls had always stuck together. When Peggy got her first period, Angelica was standing right outside the toilet door with a heat pack and pads. When Eliza had her first date, Peggy did her makeup and made her look like a princess. And when Angelica had her heart broken for the first time, the three sisters stayed together and cuddled like there was no tomorrow.

When summer rolled around, Eliza knew that after many years of never leaving each  other’s sides, the sisters would have to part ways. Angelica was off to London to study for the winter holidays. Peggy was spending the summer at her friend’s beach house in Florida. Eliza had decided staying home in the summer was the best option for her. Someone had to take care of the house, so Eliza nominated herself.

A few days before the sisters were set to part, Eliza realised that her sisters weren’t prepared for the trips ahead of them. She was shocked when she went through their cases and found next to nothing. So Eliza decided the best thing to do was have one last shopping trip together.

“I still don’t understand why this was necessary. I have plenty of underwear, I don’t need more just because I’m leaving the country,” Angelica stated, swinging Eliza and Peggy’s hands as they walked down the sunny streets of New York.

“I know… but you didn’t do a very good job at giving the underwear to your suitcase. It might get hungry without them, so you’ll need more,” Eliza stated. Peggy raised her eyebrow.

“Damn. You’ve gone insane,” She replied, giggling quietly. She squealed when she saw a vintage store on the corner of the street, dropping Angelica’s hand and running towards it. “C’mon! We have to go in!”

“I don’t think that’s the best place to buy underwear. Aren’t vintage stores full of old stuff?” Angelica said, raising her eyebrow.

“Sometimes. Sometimes they’re new, but with vintage styles. It’s pretty cute,” Eliza said, looking at the store. “I agree with Peggy. We’re going in.” She pulled Angelica into the store, following Peggy to a rack of jeans.

“Look how cute these are! I’m gonna try them, you gotta come check them out okay?” Peggy exclaimed excitedly, bolting towards the change room.

Angelica laughed. “I don’t understand how she’s so energetic. She hasn’t even consumed any coffee this morning.”

“Well, neither have we but we don’t seem to be falling asleep while standing up,” Eliza replied, rolling her eyes and smiling when Peggy opened the curtain to the change room. She stepped out, doing a twirl with a big smile on her face.

“They’re wonderful! And so comfy. You should try them Liza,” Peggy said, stripping off the jeans and passing them to her.

“We’re nowhere near the same size Pegs. But just for your sake, I’ll try them,” Eliza said, taking off her skirt and pulling on the pants. Shockingly, they fit like a glove. Eliza looked herself up and down in the mirror, a smile spreading from cheek to cheek.

“Well, I guess it’s my turn in that case. Pass them,” Angelica replied, holding out her hands. Eliza whined, taking off the pants and shoving them into Angelica’s hands.

“It’s got to be some kind of miracle if they fit me as well,” Angelica stated, taking off her shorts and pulling the jeans on. Her eyes widened. “Well… what do you know?”

“This is insane. We’re cancelling the rest of our shopping trip and just buying these,” Peggy stated, smiling as she emerged from the change room.

“But how do we decide who takes them? I mean, we’re all going separate ways. We can’t exactly borrow them from each other’s closets,” Eliza said, huffing.

“Well, we’ll mail them to each other! I’ll go first, then Peggy, then you Liza! It’ll be fun!” Angelica said, taking the pants off and putting her shorts back on.

“And with the magical pants, we’ll send letters of what happened while we’re apart. Sound good?” Peggy asked, turning to Eliza who was biting her lip. “Liza?”

“Well, I don’t believe there can be such a thing as magical pants, but the letter thing sounds fun. Let’s do it.”


It was two weeks before the jeans returned home to New York and to Eliza’s arms. Everything had been ordinary until the pants were clinging to her legs. She had been attending school as usual, and taking care of the plants in their apartment.

As Eliza stepped onto the streets of New York, she felt a confidence overtake her. She felt her sister’s presence in the pants, and that made her smile more than any cat video ever could.

That was until a rude girl in red decided to spill her boiling hot coffee all over the pants.

Eliza yelped as the brown liquid hit her thighs. She looked down at them and then up at the girl in front of her, frowning. “What the hell?” She exclaimed, crossing her arms.

“Oh my gosh! I apologise. I c-certainly didn’t mean for anything like this to occur. I promise that next time, I’ll be m-more careful! I’m just so clumsy this morning, i-it was an accident,” The girl rambled, a pink blush spreading over her cheeks.

“No need. Just… ugh. Now I’m going to be late for class,” Eliza mumbled, fumbling through her bag and pulling out a napkin. She dabbed the napkin over her the wet patches, a frown etched on her face.

“I am seriously so sorry. I didn’t mean it, I swear. Could I take you out for a… a cup of coffee? I mean… I need to get another one, and it’s the… the least I could do after all of this….”

Eliza glared, shaking her head. “Keep your filthy money. I have other priorities,” She muttered, turning and heading back towards her apartment.


She bumped into the girl five other times that week, and each were in the same situation. By now, the jeans had taken all they could. Brown stains covered the majority of them, and Eliza didn’t even bother washing them. She knew by the time she left the house again, they would be close to ruined again.

Finally, Eliza had had enough. When she saw the girl walking down the street, she stormed up to her and took the coffee before it could be spilled all over her. “What is wrong with you? Can’t you just hold onto your cup tightly or something just for one day?”

“I know i’m a terrible person, but if you let me buy you a cup of coffee I’ll…”

“If I let you take me out, will you leave me alone?”

The coffee girl went silent, nodding slowly. “I will leave you alone. I promise,” She said, holding out her hand for a handshake. Eliza rolled her eyes, shoving the cup into her hand before sighing.

“Where’s your coffee shop of choice?” Eliza asked, adjusting the strap of her handbag so it sat on her shoulder better.

“I hate to be typical, but Starbucks. It’s cheap and the frappucinos are delcious. I’m Maria, by the way,” She said, smiling and walking towards the Starbucks.

After the two had settled in the booth with their drinks, Maria broke the silence.

“I saw you walking into your apartment building a few weeks ago while I was working on a photography project, and it was one of those moments in which everything just fell into place. You took my breath away. And while I did not know your name, I knew your face and that was enough for me,” Maria said, fiddling with the many rings on her fingers anxiously.

“So you then decided the best way to start a conversation would be to ruin every single piece of clothing I own?” Eliza replied, frowning slightly.

Maria’s eyes widened.  “No! Of course not. It just kinda… happened. I never planned to spill the coffee on you that first time, I was just distracted that day because i had a lot on my mind… but then I ended up continuing to do it. And I knew it was terrible. I knew I should’ve explained myself that very first time, but in your presence I kind of froze,” she said, sighing softly. “You’re one of the first people that intimidated me honestly. But having even a moment in my day in your presence made me feel better.”

Eliza bit her lip, looking down at the cup of coffee that her hands were wrapped around. “I don’t think I ever properly introduced myself. My name’s Eliza and I’d love to meet you for coffee tomorrow morning… if it was okay with you.”

A wide smile spread across Maria’s face. “Of course.”


When the jeans arrived in London later that week, Angelica sat down with a cup of tea and began to read the letter from Eliza, the last wearer of the jeans. The oldest Schuyler was at first confused by the multiple brown stains over the light blue denim, but she hoped the letter would explain it all.

She ran her fingers over Eliza’s curly hand writing, a soft smile appearing on her face.

My dearest sister, Angelica.

I have never been the type to believe in mystical things like fate, but this week has changed my mind. These jeans are something incredible, Angie. They have lead me to the love of my life.

Of course, there was some miscommunication at first that involved the spilling of coffee and possibly the wreckage of the jeans, but now we spend most of our time together. Our apartment no longer feels as empty now that she’s in my life. Maria Reynolds makes me smile more than any man could. I cannot wait for you to meet her. I’m sure you two will get along like a house on fire.

I hope your London trip is going well, and I hope the jeans bring you as much love and goodness as they did for me.

Sincerely, Eliza.

Angelica placed the letter down on the table, running her hands over the coffee stained jeans. She sighed happily, placing them next to the letter. Angelica knew that for once, she would be able to sleep well. Her sisters were safe and happy. What more could she ask for?

Richonne 7x12 Party

Day 1: When did you start shipping them?

I was kind of a late comer to TWD.  I started watching during the season 3 hiatus, prompted by a co-worker.  It was really background noise I watched on my days off.  So my superfan obsession didn’t start until one episode, Home, when I fell in love with Daryl Dixon. (Don’t even ask why that’s not a thing anymore).  Anywho, I say all that to explain why I missed the initial Richonne signs.  I was never much of a shipper, and just wasn’t on my radar when watching this show.  Then season 4 started.  I was watching in earnest because of my newfound obsession with Daryl Dixon, and I started to really take notice of these additional characters.  Then season 4B started.  I caught up with the live airings.  I officially fell in love with Rick, Michonne and Carl in “After”, when before I didn’t care for them much at all. Then, I noticed a little somepin’, somepin’ in After, with the “It’s for you” scene.  Then, claimed as Rick checked out Michonne, and she was being so attentive to both Grimes boys.  Then it happened.  "A".  Rick was worried about how he was going to be perceived after ripping out Joe’s jugular.  Then the “I’m ok, cause I’m ok too” scene happened. I was literally alone, and looked around the room, to ask the non-existent person, “Um, what? Did I just? See? Something? Happening?”.  Luckily the non-existent person didn’t answer, and it was just me officially on board the Richonne train.  From that moment on, it has been a wild and wonderful ride.  Bumpy at times, all from outside forces negating and hating.  But I never lost sight.  And was only rewarded at every turn with more evidence and reason to know it wasn’t a matter of if, BUT when.

So my long explanation is to say, even though I didn’t see it at the fence, or other since before, it was because I wasn’t paying attention.  On rewatch I’m like, DUH. Anyway that’s my story.  the scene I started shipping Richonne……..

(gif by grimesgirl26)

so anyway I’m thinking I’ll probably remake? for good this time? because 3000+ followers and only maybe 3 or 4 ever bothering to talk to me on a good day - usually much less - is becoming kind of. upsetting, in a ‘what did I do wrong’ and ‘i know people see this so do they just hate-follow me or something’ or ‘maybe I don’t actually exist and it’s all an illusion’ kind of way.

i don’t want to make this a ‘test’ or anything, but I guess I’ll just make people ask me if they want my new url or whatever? this way people who don’t give a shit don’t have to keep pretending or anything, and I’ll stop feeling like I’m literally invisible. maybe.

anonymous asked:

Happy Valentine's Day!!


i actually did something this valentines for my friends at school!!

i cut out little paper hearts and put really bad pick up lines on each one of them

then stuck them to the bottom of kisses (i made around 40)

and i put them all in a bag so they randomly get to have one!!

i have no more money. HAHAHAHAHA my wallet cries every valentines :(

anonymous asked:

M!A that when Asgore shows up his face is an unchanging :3 face for three asks that he is present in

((these are too silly to use but they’re hilarious so i want you all to appreciate them

hi sorry i fell silent i blinked and two days passed but i haven’t done anything))

#3 Mitch Marner

A Mitch one where he gets jealous? Thxx

YEEE. Jealous mitchell makes my life.



Warnings: idk language

Song suggestion of the day: UPGRADE U BY BEYONCE

Originally posted by glovesdropped

“No way Lady GaGa is better than Nikki Manaj. She’s a close second but she’s not Anaconda good. If we’re talking pre-2010 then maybe-”

You scoffed. “Mitch, that is the dumbest thing I’ve heard all week. Nikki’s good and I love her but she isn’t Lady Gaga good.” 

Were you a Lady Gaga fan? No. Were you a Nikki Manaj fan? Also no. Is this how you expected this trip to go? Not really. 

It was the leafs bye-week and what else would you be doing than watching hockey. You and Mitch were driving down to London to watch another Knights/Otters game. To be honest you didn’t really mind if it meant spending time with Mitch, and it was also super cute how much he loved his friends. Mitch also had some very strong opinions on pop music, which you had decided to bear the brunt of if it meant you didn’t have to hear the same three Nikki Manaj songs over and over again.

“Give me your phone, Mitchell.” you demanded as va va vroom came on for the eighth time. 

“i can’t believe you would even think something like that.” Mitch muttered, obviously still peeved that you would ever mention another artist save Nikki. However he passed you his phone anyway so you could finally change the song. “Is this old school Beyonce?”

You smirked, humming along to the intro of Upgrade U, making Mitch laugh and roll his eyes before eventually singing along all the way till you got to London. You’d planned to arrive super early so Mitch could quickly catch up with stromer before the game and then you and Mitch would have a couple of hours to kill in the London before the game.

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PSA: I am changing my URL

I challenged @ghostofthering to find a clever URL that suits my Atem and if they did I would change over because the dashes in my current URL make it hard to keep up with tags and for my followers to tag things. Therefore in the next couple days I will be retiring Destiny-be-damned and moving over to Duelingdestiny, I can’t believe this damn URL wasn’t taken. So I’m giving everyone a heads up when you see the new URL that it’s just your friendly neighborhood Tiffers and the Atem you all know and love <3

You ain’t gotta question it, you already know the answer (Part. 2)

Yesterday I napped all day and I forgot to post, sorry :P But here is yesterday’s, is the continuation of day one, hope u like it <3

PS: I’ll post bonus day later this night, just before midnight :)x

Day 7: “Why did you sneak into my room in the middle of the night” ​

He ran to her house, he didn’t even think about what he was going to do, he just knew that he had to talk to her, to say everything that he felt and hope for the best outcome.He called his best friend and thankfully she was still awake at that time

-Hey Simon, what’s up? -She said just when she answered

-Luna where are you? -He said exalted

-It’s almost midnight, I’m at home, where else would I be? -She asked sarcastic

-Great, I’m arriving now, can you come and open me the front door, please

-Simon what happened? Why are you here? -She said worried, her best friend never showed her house that late before

-Is something quite long, I’ll explain you, but please come open -He said and hang up, he was now standing in the front of the mansion without any clue of what he was doing, two minutes later Luna was there opening so he could enter

-Simon what happened? Are you okay? -She asked worried once she saw him

-I don’t know, I’m going to find it out, where is Ambar’s room? -He asked rushed and Luna’s expression was pure confusion

-Wha… what? Why you need her room? Explain me Simon because I’m way too confused and I’m not going to let you go without telling me -She said now serious while crossing her arms-It’s just… just that I was talking to Ambar like every night lately, you know -He tried to explain but he couldn’t help feeling weird talking about that to Luna, even thought she was his best friend and she was now with Matteo, the fact that he had feelings for her made all weird

- You now how we have became closer, and she told me that she loves me and then hang up

-Yes, and? -She said without changing her expression

-Don’t you get it, she said she loves me, and… and I need to see her, talk to her, I… I didn’t know she had that kind of feelings for me -He explain kind of frustrated now

-Oh my god, you…? You didn’t know for real? I thought you were secretly dating already -She said with her eyes wide open for shock

-Why everybody says that?

-Simon I’m your best friend, you can lie everybody but me, I know you better than yourself and the way you looked at her, is pure adoration, and she has changed so much, haven’t you realized that as long as she gets to skate with you she doesn’t even care about her role in the choreography, where did that happen before with Ambar Smith? -Luna asked sarcastically

-And I was the only one that never saw it, great -He exclaimed frustrated

-That’s not easy, maybe you knew it but you didn’t want to do it because you thought it could be hard or it could hurt someone, I know, I went trough that, but now that you know, is great that you won’t wait to do something about it, so let’s go, I’ll tell you which is her room and hurry because Rey always come here late at night to smoke “secretly” -Luna said with clear sarcasm the secretly part.

They went trough the back garden very quietly to not brought no one’s attention, and when they were arriving to the furthest part of the mansion they heard a door being opened, so Luna quickly pushed Simon behind some bushes as she acted like she was just walking by

-What are you doing here kiddo? -Simon could heard that was Rey’s voice questioning Luna

-I couldn’t sleep so I came to walk a little and see if I get sleepy, and then I suddenly found that room right there where the light is coming from and I was wondering who’s room is it, you know that the mansion is so big and looks so different from outside -Luna said raising her voice so Simon could heard her clearly

-That’s miss Ambar’s room, and she must be about to sleep now, so I recommend you to go and do the same -He said in his characteristic cold tone, so Luna nodded and went back to the service part of the house and Rey went inside the house too, and now Simon knew which was her room so he didn’t need Luna anymore though.

He crawled his way to her window shyly and climbed up one he got there.Her room was very close of what he thought already, very pink and organized, but there was no sign of Ambar there, he was examining the room when he heard a door behind him opened showing Ambar now in her pijamas and wearing no make up, he never saw her more beautiful.

-Si…Simon? Why did you sneak into my room in the middle of the night? -She asked confused no coping what was happening at the moment, Simon didn’t even knew what to say, he just knew that he needed to make her know that he loved her the same way, or even more, that she did.

-For you -He said and then immediately walked towards her and took her by the waist to pull her close to him and kiss her, kiss her with all he had, a kiss that summed up all the times that he had to hold up the desire to do it before.

Ambar was shocked firstly, but she let her go in the kiss almost immediately and took his face with both of her hands to deep the kiss, they pulled apart just their mouths minutes after for the need of air, their foreheads and nose were still together, feeling their breathing and watching their eyes the closest they ever did before

-Do this mean that we…. -Ambar said more like a whisper

-Do you really need to ask? -Simon said smiling before to sink in another kiss full of the love they had been saving all that time.

Thanks, everyone, for all the support and cute animals last night.

For a little clarification, the thing that happened was a constructive defending of my boundaries, and the situation was successfully resolved early in the day yesterday–but it took all my emotional energy, and then I spent all my remaining physical energy on house stuff.

I did get calmed down enough to sleep, and I slept really well. Today I am feeling much more steady.

TL;DR Everything was already okay by the time I posted, but exhaustion is a bad place for dealing with the aftermath of difficult emotional work.

anonymous asked:

Aaaa in reading through sickfic ideas and totally remembered ine time i got hella sick- like all i remember is half of a dreamworks movie, crying over final fantasy for what felt like 3 days?, seeing my mom upside down saying 'you are really sick arent you?' And not beig able to answer, & vaguely remembering checking my temp & it was at 104. And when i finally regained some sort of stability i asked wtf happened in the movie(i saw it @ start of the week and it was the only thing i rememered)

How did you not go to the hospital?? I mean I rarely get fevers so I’m less experienced I guess?? But I thought 104 was like the general “oh shit Hospital NOW” temperature?? (That is prime material tho!) 

In case anyone was wondering:

Yes, this is what used to be called @alguersaurus

Yes, I did spend a whole evening being as over-dramatic as possible about deleting my blog

Yes, I did intend to be gone for MUCH longer then I was. In the end it was about 3 days.

No, it wasn’t for attention or as a result of any actions of anyone in the fandom. It was about me being a very ill person who needed something to refresh.

Yes, I still love you all. I genuinely deleted my blog with the intention of leaving for good but I sat thinking of happy memories and nearly all of them from the past year relate to the fandom, and people within it. I missed being around here. Even though I don’t always get on the best with people here I still can’t thank them enough for what they’ve done for me, though they probably don’t realise how much it helps

Yes, I’m going to be running the blog very differently. Much less personal posts, much more actual content

Anyway this post was completely uneccesary I just wanted to put all of this in one go, and then move on.

So yes, hello again 👋 ❤


I was tagged by @caffeinebullets thanks my friend :) <333

10 songs/10 mutuals 

1) Missing You - All Time Low 

2) All Signs Point to Lauderdale - A Day To Remember 

3) Drown - Bring Me The Horizon 

4) You’re Not Alone - Of Mice & Men

5) The Rock Show - Blink-182

6) Holding On To You - Twenty Øne Piløts

7) We Like It Loud - Sleeping With Sirens

8) Disasterology - Pierce The Veil 

9) Shadow Moses - Bring Me The Horizon

10) Kids In The Dark - All Time Low

@florxlxfxding @bearbear160 @gerard-waysbitch @mikey-ways-legs @smolfrnk @brendonthecinnamonfox @jetset-death @no-fun-club @andtrickfucker @the-ghost-of-helena


Hi guys, sorry I haven’t been too active writing-wise these last few days, it’s been a bit hectic to say the least.
Honestly, a mess- and an expensive one at that.

But ya boi should be back in full swing by tomorrow evening, if not by 1am, providing I get all my work done!

I have a lot of part 4 characters coming up in my requests^^ the next time the askbox is open, I should be open to take Stone Ocean- pls be gentle with me though I will hurt.

I’m also like 3 followers away from 600??? Holy heck when did that happen

anonymous asked:

Hello! ^^ I just have a couple questions: 1.) Have you played FFXV? If so, what did you think about it? 2.) What would the boys think of FF? 3.) Who would be their favorite character? Have a wonderful day! :3

I JUST STARTED PLAYING IT LAST WEEK (and I’m already level 80 and haven’t gone to Altissia yet lol)

1. I love it

2. They’d like it.

3. They’d all find all four of the boys good in their own rights.


been busy as shit recently, so here’s some of the super cheesy drawings i did for my friends for the holidays. so much hype shit happening recently and not enough time in the goddamn day (╯`Д´)╯︵ ┻━┻

anyway i hope ya’ll have a great couple days whether or not you’re celebrating anything <3


Stanuary week three: Memories
Bit by bit all of his memories return, but not all of them are good ones.

You can see all of my Stanuary entries here.


Balding Victor VictuuriWeek Comic #7

Day 7: Memories(Yuuri)

Solely dedicated to @hasuyawwn because she’s completely responsible for enabling this. :^) 

And that’s all of it! Thanks for following along with me this past week and indulging in my crack headcanons. I hope you had as much fun reading these as I did drawing them. Look out for something special coming (hopefully!) tomorrow, on Valentine’s Day! ;) 

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