“Don’t worry, kid.“ Blitz brought out the silken cord. “This rope can’t be weakened. And Hearthstone’s right. We might as well tie it to one another for safety.” “That way if we fall,” Sam said, “We’ll fall together.” “Sold,” I said, trying to tamp down my anxiety. “I love dying with friends.”
Since my planner starts July 2016 and ends July 2017 I’ve been using it as a bullet journal for the summer until I start school again next week. I’ve been writing quotes, tips and odd bits of information in the space for each day instead of homework. Now it’s the end of summer I have collected a lot of quotes that I hope you guys might like. They may seem random but they do correspond with what i did or was feeling on the day.
Plato “The beginning is the most important part of the work.” “Love is a serious mental disease.”
Socrates “No man has the right to be an amateur in the matter of physical training. It is a shame for a man to grow old without seeing the beauty and strength of which his body is capable.”
Buddha “What we do today is what matters most.” “To keep the body in good health a duty, otherwise we shall not be able to keep our mind strong and clear.”
William Shakespeare “The course of true love did run smooth.”
Oscar Wilde “The books that the world calls immoral are are the books that show the world it’s shame.” “They’ll tell you that dreams can come true but forget to mention that nightmares are dreams too.” “Be yourself, everyone else is already taken.”
H.G.Wells “Human history becomes more and more a race between education and catastrophe.”
Jane Austen “One half of the world cannot understand the pleasures of the other.”
J.R.R Tolkien “Little by little, one travels far.”
Neil Gaiman “I like stories where women save themselves.”
C.S.Lewis “Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes but when you look back everything is different.”
Stephen King “Talent is cheaper than table salt. What separates the talented individual from the successful one is a lot of hard work.”
William Arthur Ward “The price of excellence is discipline. The cost of mediocrity is disappointment.”
Audrey Hepburn “Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you’ll find one at the end of your arm. As you grow older you will discover you have two hands - one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.”
Abraham Lincoln “I will study and get ready and perhaps my chance will come.”
Theodore Roosevelt “Nothing in the world is worth having or worth doing unless it means effort, pain, difficulty.”
Thomas Jefferson “Never spend money before you have it.”
Thomas Edison “I have not failed, I just found 10,000 ways that didn’t work.”
Nelson Mandela “It always seems impossible until it’s done.”
Salvador Dali “I don’t do drugs. I am drugs.”
Winnie the Pooh “Life is a journey to be experienced, not a problem to be solved.”
Morticia Addams (Addams Family Values) “Normal is an illusion. What is normal for the spider is chaos for the fly.”
Clara Oswald (Doctor Who) “The souffle isn’t the souffle - the souffle is in the recipe.”
The Doctor (Doctor who, Series 2, Episode 3: Tooth and Claw) “You want weapons? We’re in a library! Books! The best weapons in the world.”
Dr Hannibal Lecter (Hannibal, Series 2, Episode 4: Takiawase) “I’ve always found the idea of death comforting. The thought that my life could end at any moment frees me to fully appreciate the beauty and art and horror that this world has to offer.”
Sirius Black (Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix: Movie) “We’ve all got both light and darkness inside of us. What matters is the part we choose o act on, that’s who we really are.”
Luna Lovegood (Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix)
Harley Quinn (Suicide Squad) “Harley Quinn, nice to meetcha. Love your perfume. What is that: the stench of death?”
Welcome to the Night Vale (twitter) “Death is only the end if you assume the story is about you.”
Dex shrugs. “I don’t know, Sara.” Dex loves his sister, truly. But sometimes–like right now–she needs to lay off.
“Well, what do you do together?”
“Besides get off.”
Dex thinks. “We play hockey. We do homework. We went and got burritos once. We go running along the river.”
“So he’s like, a friend with benefits?”
“Except he’s not a friend,” Dex says, frustrated. “He went to Andover and his parents own a brownstone on the Upper West Side. Do you know how rich you have to be to own an apartment in New York, let alone a building?”
I’ve always been someone that procrastinated my work and assignments. I would just rather keep scrolling on my phone, watching the next episode of a show, basically anything rather than having to deal with the work load that I must complete.
This is why I need a ler in my life.
Obviously when it comes to lees, their form of punishment would be tickling. They want their ler to tickle them until they start their homework.
Now this would not work for me, because if my ler tickled me to start my homework, I would never end up starting it because I would just want tickles the whole time.
THATS why I need a ler that REFUSES to tickle me until I have finished my homework. They would not touch me, tickle me, tease me, or barely even pay attention to me until I had finished all the work I needed.
That would very quickly motivate me, especially if they sat near me, maybe wiggling their fingers or winking and raising their eyebrows whenever I glanced up at them.
And the second they notice my pencil going down, they have me pinned or in a hold, cooing in my ear and dragging their fingers over my body.
“That’s my good girl. Was it really so hard? Now you get a special reward from me. Tickle tickle tickle…”
number 5 with peter parker pls. damn you’re such a good writer
#1. Your hotness is distracting me
#5. Stop looking at me like that it’s making me horny
A/n: some of you wanted 5 but I put both 5 and 1 together. I hope it’s ok? enjoy.
warning: shirtless Peter, smut-ish
It was a hot summer day. You and your boyfriend were spending it at home doing homework. Romantic right?
Peter wanted to finish your science project today so you didn’t have to do it last minute which you usually did. You agreed and decided that you would meet up at his place and do it over the weekend since May wasn’t going to be home.
“bye, kiddos I’m going out with some friends. I just ordered a pizza so it will come in an hour or so ” May was standing outside Peter’s room putting on her earrings. “Ok May you can leave now,” Peter said. May rolled her eyes at Peters annoyance. You hit Peter’s arms playfully “ May you look great, now go have some fun” you winked at her. She laughed knowing that you guys wanted her to leave.
“ok ok ok I’m leaving” she put her hands up in the air with an exaggerated sigh. She gave you a stern look “ Now while I’m gone I don’t want you to be fooling around” she pointed at each one of you.
“what fooling around? and Moi never” you put your hand on your heart dramatically pretending to be hurt.
After a good 20 minutes of studying you have up, well you gave up 10 minutes ago but you were really done now. And the heat wasn’t helping at all. It was getting hotter and hotter by the second.
Peter took off his shirt 5 minutes ago because of the heat and he looked hot. The sun was shining on his abs in the right places, his hair was messy from him going through it and it only made him look even hotter.
Now you were hot and horny which wasn’t a good combination.
“Peeeeterrrr" you whined and poked your boyfriend’s arm “ can we do this some other time? It too hot for this” Peter smiled at your silliness " I know babe but we’re almost done". He tried to reason with you “5 more minutes ok? then we can do whatever you want” he placed a hand on your thigh and kissed your temple.
You sighed and gave in. You tried to concentrate, you really did but your eyes keep going on Peter’s shirtless torso “babe your starring” you started to blush “ Your hotness is distracting me”. It washis turn to blush.
Peter continued to do his work and you keep staring at him. You loved watching him work or do anything. You loved the concentrated look he had when he would be doing something important.
You were distracted from your thoughts when you heard a growl. “ Stop looking at me like that it’s making me horny” Peter moved his books and pulled you on his lap so you were straddling him.
You smirked and kissed him hard on the lips the kiss wasn’t sweet or innocent like it usually was it was needy and passionate.
You wrapped your hands around his neck and played with the ends of his hair. He pulled away only for him to suck and bite down your neck and collarbones. Once he found your sweet spot he sucked on it. You were sure that it would a leave mark, you started to grind on his already hard member. Soft moans filled the room.
Just as things started to get heated, someone rang the doorbell. Both of you pulled away and Peter growled in annoyance. You saw Peter’s hard member and giggled, you were glad that you able to make him feel that way.
It was the pizza delivery guy, Peter hurried and paid as fast he could. He tried to hide his raging boner from the delivery guy.
“where were we?” Peter spoke in a husky tone, his eyes filled with lust and desire as he walked back.
Hey Jaelyn, could you share the psd you used here? /post/156317277804/htgawm-3b-countdown-call-it-mothers-intuition it's so beautiful!
Omg thank you so much. I’m glad you liked it. <3
The psd I used for that set and the other htgawm3bcd gifsets are psds I made. However, the settings for the selective color layers are different from each other, so there isn’t really one psd I use for all of my gifs, you know? And even then, I’m not too familiar with the process of sharing psds, and I’m not sure if I’m confident enough to share them just yet (keyword: yet; I might be up for this in the future, but idk right now). But I can quickly show you how I colored each one, if you don’t mind.
Please like/reblog if this was helpful for you.
Note: this is just a coloring tutorial and mainly for people who have basic knowledge on making gifs already. Also, I use Photoshop CS5, but this should work with other Photoshops as well.
What She Means:
Do you think Sandy every tried to contact Soda after she left? Like damn hoes never get cold but how could you just leave this GREAT guy who just lost his parents and whose brother just got wrapped up in some murder charges?? Did Soda ever wait for the postman to see if Sandy finally answered one of his letters? Do you think he ever ran to answer the phone absolutely thrilled by the thought of hearing her voice again?
What customers don’t seem to understand about this place is that you can’t do returns at the cash registers. We have a special department set aside for this, conveniently labeled “Guest Services” in red letters so massive they can probably be seen from space. Normally, when a customer asks to do a return at my register, I point them in the direction of the appropriate department and they go on their merry way, no problem.
But there are, unfortunately, a certain subset of customers who take extreme offense to being told that they need to go wait in a different line.
I narrowly dodged one such customer on this day, but was still close enough to see how everything played out. There’s just something about middle-aged soccer mom types that makes them the most unpleasant people to deal with. And I could tell the moment I re-directed her to the returns desk that shit was about to get ugly. After she huffed and puffed about my audacity to ask her to wait some more, she stomped off. From what I could hear behind me at the desk, the thing she was trying to return was a very, very broken ceramic planter. Think an unrecognizable pile of shards. I’ve now worked here long enough to know for a fact that these planters don’t come in a box or anything, so she definitely bought it when it was intact and broke it on her own, but was trying to be refunded for it anyway.
The woman working at the returns desk told her this. The following shouts made all activity in the check lanes halt. I turned around just in time to see one of the most spectacularly petty actions I’ve ever witnessed:
The customer, enraged that she couldn’t return her completely obliterated planter, takes a bottle of shampoo out of her cart and squirts the entire thing out on the returns counter. We’re talking one of those big-ass Head and Shoulders family sized bottles. Blue soapy goop everywhere and on every surface as the poor returns clerk watched in shock.
It was legendary.
Officer Bad-Touch then showed up in record time to escort the customer out. I almost wanted to laugh at the clerk, but all the same I felt a grim solidarity for her. That could’ve been me. But at least I have some perspective: if there’s any comfort with this job, it’s that I don’t have to work at the returns desk.
at your university is getting kind of crazy right now. It’s getting close to
Christmas, but yet you’re so stressed about your final exams, presentations,
and papers that you don’t even want to think about Christmas. You’re excited to
go home in a little over a week, but for some reason, you’re feeling really
overwhelmed tonight. There is this uneasy and anxious feeling in your chest,
and you can’t describe why.
boyfriend is on the other side of the country in New York City. He just finished
performing on Saturday Night Live a few hours ago. You spoke to him on the
phone before the performance, trying to help him calm his nerves, and
reassuring him that he was going to do amazingly. And you spoke to him again
very briefly afterwards to congratulate him. You watched his performance live,
and enjoyed every second of it, your heart almost exploding with joy for him.
But that was a few hours ago, and you don’t know what he’s doing anymore. All
you know is that after the excitement from his performance wore off, it was
replaced by an overwhelming amount of stress and anxiety.
end of the semester is undoubtedly always stressful, but tonight it’s more than
you’re prepared to handle. It is late in New York so you don’t call your
boyfriend. Instead, you send him a text, Are
you still awake? One of your roommates has already gone to sleep, and the
other is still out with her boyfriend, which leaves you alone in the living
room of your apartment, alone with your thoughts that are becoming too much to
handle on your own. Taking your phone, you close your laptop that you were
using to try to write your research paper because just staring at the document
is stressing you out. And besides, its Saturday night, you shouldn’t be writing
a paper on a Saturday night. But, you reason with yourself, it’s the Saturday
before dead week and you want to be able to get a head start on a lot of the
work that you have to do. The more you think about everything you still have to get done, the more it overwhelms
you can get too much deeper in your thoughts, your phone buzzes with a text. Yeah, what’s up hun? Comes Shawn’s
reply. You hesitate, your fingers hovering over the screen. You don’t want to
tell him because you know that he’s probably still so pumped about his
performance, and you are too. You don’t want to bring his night down. Nothing, just wanted to say I miss you.
You decide to respond instead of telling the truth.
A second after you press
send, your phone is ringing. “Hello?” You answer it, trying to mask the emotion
from rising in your voice and giving yourself away.
“Hey y/n,” Comes his smooth and calming voice from the other end of the phone,
managing to bring you back down to earth with just those two words. “What’s
really going on? I know you didn’t text me asking if I was awake just so you
could say you missed me.”
does he have to know you so well? It is moments like this that you wish he
didn’t know you this well because then you could get away with just hiding your
feelings from him. “Nothing Shawn, I do miss you.”
miss you too yn/n. How’s your night been?” He apparently takes a different
approach to trying to get you to tell him what is going on.
I watched your performance so that was amazing, of course.”
that’s it?” He questions.
I’ve just been trying to get started on some of my papers so I don’t have to
rush them later.”
a good idea,” He encourages.
but I don’t know. I haven’t been very productive tonight,” You admit. “My
thoughts are everywhere, and I guess just being so close to the end of the
semester is really stressing me out.” And just like that, Shawn got you to tell
him exactly what was going on.
only have a little over a week baby, you got this.” He tries to make you feel
know, but Shawn I have so much to do. I don’t know how I’m going to get it done
in time. And it’s not even just that bothering me. I just feel so weird and so
off, and I can’t even explain it.”
know you’re going to get everything done in time, you always do. Is there
anything I can do for you baby?”
just talk to me?” You ask, feeling so needy and not liking it, but not really
being able to help it in this moment. Your relationship is based in trust and
an understanding that you both are doing your own thing with you at University
and Shawn traveling and performing, and you’ve never been the type of couple to
have to always be in touch, talking ever second of every day. You pride
yourself on how independent you are. But tonight, all that has gone out the
window, because you just need him to bring you back down to earth. You wish he
could be here with you, but there are some things that are out of your
well, I love you y/n. And I know that you’re so stressed out right now, but
you’re going to do just fine. I’m always here for you. I’m always rooting for
you.” You move to the couch, where you lie down and put your phone on speaker,
letting Shawn’s voice calm you. “You’ve survived this whole semester and I know
its getting so overwhelming, but you’re going to do so well and before you know
it its all going to be over. And you’re going to go home and I’m going to go
home, and we’ll get to kiss under the mistletoe like I know you’ve always
wanted to do.” You can hear the smile in his voice, and it brings a smile to
love you,” You tell him, feeling so much better just because you’re talking to
him, and he always knows just what to say.
love you too. Just hold on. The semester will be over and you’ll be back in my
arms where you belong. Just hold on, y/n, less than two weeks.”
you do something for me? And not laugh at me for it?”
for you baby.” He immediately responds.
you sing hold on?”
course, let me get my guitar, okay?”
You wait a few minutes, and you hear shuffling in the background.
his voice comes through the phone again. “Alright, ready babe?”
You hear him start to strum his guitar. “Stop, take it in and I breathe for a minute I think too much when I’m
alone. I never win when I keep all my thoughts inside so I pick up the phone,
and my dad says Shawn stay with me, everything will be alright…”
sings the entire song for you, and you just let yourself get lost in his
beautiful voice and the words to the song that is one of your favorites. By the
end you’re feeling so much better, and you tell Shawn this, but he still
refuses to hang up for another half an hour because he continues talking to you
and making absolutely sure that you’re really feeling better and that you
aren’t lost in your thoughts anymore.
im actually a piece of garbage i should not be trying to do this
if you take a peek at how the prompts are split up, there’s one box of color per week. so this is begging for one pairing per week. gonna have Chlonette be my blue box :) so for the next seven days i’ll fulfill the prompts with the two of them before switching to a new pairing!
oh. do not support this. i have homework to do. seriously. stop me. i’m actually 75% serious.
Marinette called out from the kitchen with her mouth full. “What?”
Chloe was standing in front of the apartment windows with her hands on her hips. “Are you seeing what’s outside right now?”
“The sky, hopefully.”
“No! I mean what’s in the sky! Come, this is an emergency!”
She rolled her eyes, left her empty breakfast plate on the kitchen table, and looped around the corner, jokingly mirroring Chloe’s position in front of the window. “What’s the emergency?”
Chloe scoffed and turned to Marinette. “Are you serious right now? You see this, don’t you?”
“Yes, I see it, what’s your point?”
“What the hell!? That’s my point!”
Marinette’s eyes widened and she laid a gentle hand on Chloe’s shoulder. “Oh my gosh, wait. I’m being so insensitive. Sometimes I forget that you’re so sheltered you’ve never seen snow before. This must be a shock for you.”
Chloe shrugged Marinette’s hand off with a glare while Marinette threw her head back and cackled. “Oh, shut up! That’s not what I meant!”
“Darling, it’s winter time. It’s cold out. It snows. These are all very normal things.”
“We were supposed to get our hair done today,” Chloe muttered. “I wanted to take you to that Indian restaurant I found the other day, too. We haven’t gone out in forever.”
Their apartment windows were completely whited out from all the snow that was falling. It was hard to see many of the buildings that were right next to theirs. It was more snow than they’d ever gotten in a while, and she was sure it wasn’t going to let up until later this evening. She wrinkled her nose. “Yeah, I don’t think this is weather to be going anywhere in.”
“You’d think it’d have the decency to warn us in advance when this sort of thing is going to happen.”
Request: Could i request a fic in which peter and the reader goes on a trip with the avengers, or alone, as you wish!! Fluff please 😊 by @blueswallow5
A/N: I’m back!! I have been extremely busy with exams and piles of homework, but I found some time to write this! This doesn’t have a lot of fluff, but it does have a little! Sorry about that, but I didn’t know how to include it -I’m on writer block right now! Hope you like this!
‘’I can’t believe we are really doing this’’ [Y/N] said as she furrowed her brows, looking around the Stark Industries van she was in. ‘’We need to bond’’ Wanda told her, barely glancing at her before returning her attention to Steve and Vision to continue their conversation. [Y/N] mimicked Wanda’s movements with a look of disgust on her face, annoyed to be stuck in the van going on a road trip when she should be at home doing homework. She looked around her, seeing most of his colleagues sleeping except Tony and Bruce, who were talking to each other; Wanda and Vision, who were talking to Steve, who was driving; and Peter, sat beside her. ‘’You shouldn’t be mad’’ Peter told her, playing with her fingers. He softly looked at [Y/N] before returning his gaze to her hand. ‘’It is true that there has been a lot of tension between everybody since the… fight, I guess.’’ She sighed, knowing he was right. She had teamed up with Cap, and ever since then, she had felt too ashamed to look Tony in the eyes. He had been like a father figure to her since she had joined the Avengers when she was fourteen, and she felt as if she had betrayed him after three years of being like family. ‘’Shut up everybody’’ Sam suddenly said, trying to fall asleep in his sit. [Y/N] snorted and shook her head, and decided to tease him a little by making a little cloud over his head, the water falling onto it. ‘’Hey! You, little demon! No powers allowed on the trip!’’ he shouted, completely awake now and pointing a finger at her. [Y/N] lifted her hands in the air, trying to look innocent, but she couldn’t help the smirk on her lips. She felt somebody’s eyes on her, and when she turned around, she saw Tony looking at her. He softly smiled at her, and she smiled back, finally thinking that the trip was useful. Natasha woke up behind you, not being able to sleep with Sam’s screaming. She glared at him and he raised his hand mimicking [Y/N], making [Y/N] laugh softly. Peter shook his head beside her and tried not to laugh, failing. ‘’Parker, control your girlfriend’’ Natasha told him, making [Y/N] look at him with wide eyes. ‘’You told her?’’ she whisper-shouted, punching him slightly in his arm. ‘’He told us all!’’ Steve shouted from the front of the van, and Tony laughed and nodded. [Y/N] shook her head and furrowed her brows again, removing her hand from Peter’s and crossing her arms. ‘’I’m sorry,’’ Peter said, ‘’I just couldn’t help it. I was so excited about saying yes to me asking you out that it kind of left my lips without me realising.’’ [Y/N] fought the grin forming on her lips, but she ended up smiling. She curled up next to Peter and put her head on his shoulder, wrapping her arm around his torso. ‘’You got away this time. Only this time’’ she said softly, chuckling a little. Peter laughed and kissed her forehead, wrapping an arm around her. [Y/N] closed her eyes and started to drift away, the tiredness finally taking over. The first thing she felt when she woke up was something on her face. Opening her eyes, she saw Sam, putting the cap to a sharpie. She didn’t understand what was going on at first, but when she finally did, she got up and pulled her hands into fists. ‘’I’m going to freaking drown you, Wilson! You better run!’’ she shouted, waking everybody up and giving everyone a show.