i feel you drake

  • tim, on patrol: do plants feel?
  • poison ivy, sneaking up behind him: yes we do
  • tim, not paying attention: I bet poison ivy would know
  • poison ivy: I DO know
  • tim: but would she even want to tell me?
  • poison ivy, abt to strangle tim: I just fucking told you, you-
  • harley, restraining ivy: hey, red. chill.

idgaf if Remy Ma diss won’t be played for years vs. what Nicki put out. IDGAF if Remy Ma diss wasn’t a club banger (She was on some real rap game shit, not some club pop bang shit) Remy Ma had my core SHOOK and I was SCARED AF listening  to it. That shit went HARDER than the original “Ether” from Nas. Don’t @ me. She came at Nicki’s WHOLE life with not just words, but legitimate poetry. Remy Ma is legendary and will always be. I am not with the quantity over quality shit. Remy Ma BEEN a winner since Terror Squad days. If you a fan of Nicki, I respeck you for being loyal to her but damn, SHETHER had me fearing for Nicki’s life yo. 


Samuel Morgan Drake

Greatness From Small Beginnings

Thank you so much to @chapinfan69 for helping me with the pictures!

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“Is Bruce in here?” Tim figured he might be— Bruce spent a lot of time in the children’s wing of Wayne Enterprises. There were a dozen or so kids in daycare most weekdays, and Bruce liked to hang out.

Tim liked to hang out too. They had nice snacks, and he’d known most of the kids since they were toddlers. And sometimes naps were mandatory.

“Conference call,” Damian told him. (For someone who claimed to hate naps, snackfood, kids, and humanity in general, Damian also spent a lot of time in the children’s wing.) “I don’t know where.” 

He went back to what he was doing, which was arranging a set of pewter soldiers into a complex model of a battlefield, presumably for the benefit of the preschooler sitting next to him. 

“What’s this?”

“The Battle of Issus, 333 BC.”

“Right, obviously.” Tim decided he was curious, so he settled down on the mats to watch.  Damian finished his model; he pulled a marker from the art table and used it as a pointer. 

“Okay. This is the Macedonian army, outnumbered but in the better tactical position, south of the Pinarus River. Their leader is Alexander the Great. And this—” He pointed to his enemy line. “—is the Achaemenid Empire. They’re about to lose.”

Damian tapped his marker on the Macedonian right. “This is the companion calvary, Alexander’s elite force, and they—” he cut off when he noticed his pupil digging in the toy bin, clearly distracted. The kid came up with a battered Transformer, which he set behind Damian’s lines. 

“Elliot. Alexander did not have robots.”

“But,” said Tim, rummaging through the box himself, “did he have wizards?” He pulled a bearded magician out of the tub and held it up for Damian to see. 

“You know he didn’t.”

Tim passed the wizard to Elliot. “But what if he did?”


“How would that go?”


“Abracadabra, Alexander!” Elliot yelled, gleefully smashing through Damian’s entire left flank.

“Damn it, Drake.” Damian sighed in frustration— not quite the rise Tim was hoping for, but still something. He dropped Elliot’s discarded robot back into the box.

“I don’t know what you were expecting,” Tim told him. “Elliot’s four. He’s too young for— what is this— military history?”

“He was doing fine before you showed up.” Damian started to re-erect his soldiers, but he gave it up after Elliot came in for a second pass. “Which is typical, isn’t it?”

“Good one.”

“Thank you.” Damian crossed his arms. “Fine. I’ll bite. When is he supposed to learn this kind of thing?”

“High school? Maybe never.”

“That can’t be right.”

“Have I ever lied to you?”

“Frequently.” Damian rolled his eyes. “I’m getting a second opinion.”

“I’ll wait.”

Damian checked the room for potential allies. “Thomas?” he called over his shoulder, “You learned military strategy as a kid, right?”

Duke looked up from the book he was reading to a pair of kindergardeners. “Just you, man.”

“Told you.” Tim fished a bag of plastic ninja from the toy box and arranged them pointedly into a row. “How are you still surprised by this kind of thing?”

Damian glared at him. “Okay, first of all? I’m not a— hold on a second. Elliot!”

Elliot froze with a large, plastic dinosaur held aloft over the battlefield. He drew it sheepishly back to his chest. “Sorry.”

“Not in the calvary wing,” Damian told him. “You’ll scare the horses.”

“Here?” Elliot pointed to the front of the phalanx.



“Aim for his center.” Damian turned back to Tim. “Anyway. Why are you still talking to me? I thought we had an agreement about unnecessary contact.”

Keep reading

I miss you when I can’t sleep,
Or right after coffee,
Or right when I can’t eat.
I miss you in my front seat.
Still got sand in my sweaters from nights we don’t remember.

Do you miss me like I miss you?
Fucked around, and got attached to you.
Friends can break your heart too.
And I’m always tired, but never of you.

If I pulled a you on you,
you wouldn’t like that shit.
I put this reel out,
but you wouldn’t bite that shit
I type a text,
but then I never mind that shit.
I got these feelings,
but you never mind that shit.

Keep it on the low.
You’re still in love with me,
but your friends don’t know.
I don’t mean no harm,
I just miss you on my arm.
Wedding bells were just alarms,
caution tape around my heart.

You ever wonder what we could have been? You said you wouldn’t and then you fucking did.
Lie to me, get your fucking fix.
Now all my drinks and all my feelings
are all fucking mixed.

Always missing people that I shouldn’t be missing. Sometimes you gotta burn some bridges just to create some distance. I know that I control my thoughts and I should stop reminiscing.

Coachella Pt 2 - Meeting Ethan Dolan

From: Ethan

See you at 8 in front of your hotel? x

To: Ethan 

Of course 😊x

It’s 5:30 now so I think that’s just about the right time to start getting ready. I have to shower, blow dry my hair, straighten my hair, do my make up and get dressed. It doesn’t seem too long, but it really is.

Ethan probably just needs to throw some clothes on and he’ll look gorgeous as usual.


Finally I was done getting ready when my phone went off. 

 From: Ethan

I’m here a bit early, but I can just wait outside if you are not ready yet. x

I smiled at my phone. 

To: Ethan

No, it’s fine. I’m coming in a minute. x

I grabbed my purse off my bed and left the room. I went to the elevator and pressed the button to get to the lobby. The trip down was only a minute long as there were no stops. The doors opened and I walked out. 

I looked around the lobby. Ethan was sitting on a couch near the reception, typing something on his phone. A smile appeared on my face. 

‘’Hi there,’’ I said as is stood near Ethan. He looked up at me. I don’t think he realised but his gaze travelled up and down my body. ‘’Um, hi,’’ Ethan said awkwardly which caused me to let out a little giggle. ‘’You look gorgeous,’’ Ethan said and rubbed the back of his neck. ‘’And so do you,’’ I complimented him back.

We stood facing each other awkwardly for a bit. ‘’Oh, I nearly forgot, these are for you,’’ Ethan said and handed me a bouquet of white roses. ‘’Thank you, they are actually my favourite,’’ I smiled. I have no clue how he had guessed. ‘’I just thought you’d like these ones,’’ Ethan smiled. ‘’I love them,’’ I smiled. 

‘’Well, should we go?’’ Ethan asked. ‘’Yes, we should,’’ I smiled. We walked out of the hotel and to the car. 

Like the real gentleman Ethan is, he opened the door for me and helped me into the car, I mean, it’s a damn Range Rover and for a person as short as me this looks like a huge monstrous machine. 

On the way to the bar Ethan and I were just taking about music and the festival. It was amazing because it helped me be distracted from the all the YouTube and Vine fame. Don’t get me wrong, he’s just like any other human being but all that fame thing makes you a bit anxious when you are around them. Luckily, Ethan is very down to earth. 

<b>At the bar </b>

‘’So what are you having?’’ Ethan asked. ‘’Hmm. Probably a Martini. You?’’ I asked. ‘’Maybe just a bit of red wine,’’ he replied. 

Ethan ordered for us and soon we got our drinks. ‘’So tell me more about yourself,’’ Ethan suggested. ‘’Well, there is not much to tell. Born and raised in England, currently working on getting a law degree but decided to take a break and come on a holiday in California and check out Coachella,’’ I summarised my boring life. ‘’You are studying law at uni? That’s amazing?’’ Ethan said fascinated. I flushed. ‘’What university do you go to?’’ Ethan asked. 

Ugh, I hate answering this question. Everyone ends up thinking I am a snobby and stuck up bitch.

‘’Oxford,’’ I mumbled very quietly. ‘’I’m sorry, can you repeat? I didn’t hear,’’ Ethan asked. ‘’Oxford,’’ I repeated a bit louder, still hoping he wouldn’t hear. ‘’Oxford?!’’ Ethan nearly screamed. ‘’Be quiet!’’ I laughed. ‘’Why wouldn’t you want to tell me?! That’s something to be proud of,’’ he said. ‘’Because everyone I tell ends up thinking I am stuck up and a show off,’’ I replied. ‘’First off, you are not stuck up nor a show off from what I’ve seen so far. You are amazing, and beautiful, and smart,’’ Ethan complimented me and I blushed. ‘’Second, they only think that because they are jealous! Seriously, how many people manage to get accepted in Oxford and study law? Not many people have the potential or the ambition. Because the people who think these things about you, identify as the ones that don’t have the potential, they end up creating excuses for why they didn’t get accepted and why you got accepted,’’ Ethan said. ‘’So don’t hide it, be proud of it,’’  He said and stroked the side of my arm. ‘’Thank you,’’  smiled. ‘’You are very welcome!’’ Ethan replied and flashed a bright smile in return. 

‘’Anyway, now it’s your turn to tell me about yourself,’’ I smiled. ‘’Born and raised in New Jersey, got a bunch of followers for doing stupid shit with my twin brother and now we get to travel around the world and meet the most lovely fans out there,’’ Ethan said and you could say how happy this made him. ‘’Well aren’t they amazing,’’ I smiled. ‘’They are! They always help and support each other, but they also support us. They are the only reason why we are where we are and why we are doing what we are doing. They literally made our life the best it could ever be!’’ Ethan explained. It makes me so happy that he is so passionate about their fans. 

We spoke a little more until it was time to get to the festival.

‘’Cam, Gray and his girlfriend will be there. If they start teasing us, just ignore them,’’ Ethan said as he was pulling to the car park. ‘’Why would they tease us?’’ I asked. Ethan blushed but tried to stay calm. ‘’Well, um. I don’t know?! It’s just the way they are,’’ He said and I tried not to laugh. He looks do adorable when he gets nervous. ‘’Okay, we’ll ignore them if they start teasing us,’’I smiled. ‘’Thank you,’’ Ethan said and then looked at me. We exchanged a smile as he turned the engine off. 

Ethan opened the door for me again and helped me out. The festival had already started so there were people all around, dancing and jumping. It was difficult to find Grayson and the rest but Ethan held my hand so we don’t get separated. 

‘’Hey guys,’’ Ethan said as we got to Cameron, Grayson and his girlfriend. Grayson looked at me, then at Ethan, then at me again and back to Ethan. He smirked in his direction. ‘’You are welcome,’’ Grayson said. ‘’Shut up Grayson,’’ Ethan mumbled and I giggled. 

‘’Anyway, everyone, this is Y/N, Y/N this is everyone,’’ Ethan said and gestured towards to the rest. ‘’Heyy Y/N! I’m Katie!’’ Grayson’s girlfriend hugged me and I hugged her back. ‘’Hi!’’ I laughed in the hug. She pulled away after a bit. ‘’Hey, I’m Cameron. These two dickheads’ big sister,’’ Cam waved. ‘’Oh, hunny. I feel so sorry for you,’’ I said and her and Katie laughed. The twins frowned. ‘’Anyway, I am Grayson. Obviously the better twin,’’ Gray said and stretched his arm towards me. I shook his hand. ‘’Nice to meet you. However, I have to disagree,’’ I replied. Grayson frowned and everyone laughed. ‘’But I am,’’ Grayson mumbled. ‘’Not better until proven to be better,’’ I replied. ‘’Did you just change the 14th amendment?’’ Katie asked. ‘’I believe I did,’’ I laughed. ‘’Lawyered!’’ Ethan made a reference to How I Met Your Mother. We were discussing it earlier. ‘’Wait, she’s a lawyer?’’ Cam asked surprised. ‘’Not yet. However, she is in Oxford Law School,’’ Ethan said proudly. ‘’Ethan! You didn’t have to tell them,’’ I said. ‘’Sorry,’’ Ethan said grinning with no sign of regret on his face. ‘’Oxford? Wow!’’ Grayson exclaimed. ‘’Yeah,’’ I mumbled. 

We chatted a bit until Grayson and Katie decided to go dance for a bit and Cam went to speak to come guy. 

‘’So should we dance as well?’’ Ethan asked. ‘’Of cousre,’’ I replied. 

We were dancing for a while when Ethan called Gayson from a few metres away. ‘’Bro, you okay?’’ he asked. ‘’Um, yeah. I’m fine, just a bit too hot,’’ He replied and we noticed Katie dancing against him and we giggled. ‘’Yeah… I can imagine,’’ Ethan teased them. ‘’Kids,’’ I laughed. 

After a couple of songs we saw Grayson and Katie leaving. ‘’Where are you guys going?’’ Ethan shouted over everyone. ‘’Back to the hotel,’’ Grayson replied as he was getting further away with Katie. ‘’But the show!’’ Ethan shouted. ‘’I am not feeling well,’’ Grayson replied shouting. ‘’You are going to miss Drake!’’ Ethan continued shouting but there was no reply. Probably because they were too far now. ‘’Leave them alone,’’  I said and laughed. ‘’You are right, let’s just have fun,’’ Ethan said and started doing some weird dance moves that made me laugh. 

We were dancing when it started getting a bit chilly. I reached for my cardigan but I couldn’t feel it so I had to take off the bag off my shoulder and look more carefully. ‘’Are you okay?’’ Ethan asked. ‘’I think I forgot my cardigan at the bar,’’ I answered. ‘’It’s okay, you can have my hoodie,’’ Ethan said and took his hoodie off, putting it over my head. ‘’I swear, I’ll just end up having all your hoodies with me,’’ I laughed. ‘’I wouldn’t even mind the tiniest bit,’’ Ethan replied. 

The hoodie was too big for me which made it even more comfortable. Ethan’s cologne made it feel even better.

Suddenly, fireworks started going off. The sky was light by the tiny burning pieces that were released. The sky was full of colour and I looked in amazement. ‘’It’s beautiful,’’ I said, stunned by the view. ‘’Just like you,’’ Ethan said and wrapped his hands around me from the back. I leaned back into him, both of us getting more comfortable. 

Ethan leaned his chin on my shoulder and I rested my hand on his cheek stroking it lightly from time to time. Both of us were looking at the sky in silence, apreciating the view and each other’s company.


So here is Part 2! Might do a Part 3 but I haven’t decided. Also I realised the twins would be too young to have alcohol but for the sake of the imagine pretend they are. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed. I’ma go to bed because I have to go to that hell hole called school tomorrow. :(