i just really like him all bloodied up

NO but this is too heartbreaking, because it could just as well be a scene where Newt is already dead, not just an awesome edit to show his death.

Just imagine it, the surviving Gladers having a bonfire to honor all their fallen friends, and Thomas takes a jar of that drink and sits down and holds it up, thinking “Here’s to you Newt. Wish you were here.” and then taking a sip all seriously and stuff but he just ends up spitting it all out like the first time

AND Newt’s ghost is sitting next to him, laughing his arse off, saying “Jeez Tommy all that and you’re still a bloody Greenie” but wishing he really was there to laugh with his friend, just one more time.

Also, this is not my gif, I think its this awesome person’s, if I’m wrong please correct me :)

Continuation of that dumb jathena bodyswap idea I had earlier because it is still amusing the hell out of me. While out searching for the person who zapped them and switched their bodies Janey and Athena end up in a fight with someone but because Janey has Athena’s muscles now she has to deal with it but she doesn’t really know how to fight so Athena just kind of shouts advice like

Janey: “What do I do?! What do I do?!”

Athena: “Left to the ribs! Then right to the jaw!”

Janey: “Bloody hell! I think that knocked him out cold! Look at me bein’ all gladiatory over here! Honey, why is your fist like twenty wrenches?”

Athena: “Janey, concentrate! There are more of them coming!”

Janey: “Sorry! I’m just so attracted to you right now! To me, I mean! God, whatever, this is weird!”

anonymous asked:

Protective older brother gally headcanons please.

  • gally threatening to beat the guy next to u in math class bc he told u u looked really pretty today
  • gally fending and scaring the shit out of all the guys who want to date you and telling them “u look at her speak to her or touch her i swear to god you better know your blood type and who has it because when im done with you god oh god you’ll need it”
  • one time a boy tested gally and was like “hes just bluffing” and he ended up with a bloody nose and broken bones
  • u protecting ur secret bf from gally and he goes “IM ONLY GOING EASY ON HIM CAUSE U LIKE HIM IDK WHY YOU DO THO BUT WHATEVER”
  • gally finding out u have a bf and going “WHAT? WHAT??? NO!!!!!!! U ARE STILL A BABY!! MY CHILD!!!!! NO NONONONONO” and ur like “gally…..i am a senior in high school” and hes like “INFANT PLEASE!” 
  • gally shaking hands with your bf when he comes over and squeezing it so tight that ur bf goes “OW” and ur like “gally i swear to god let him go or im telling mom” “NO NOT MOM!!” 

Nat had found herself walking towards Shawn’s trailer, she didn’t really know why, it must’ve been her best friend instinct kicking in. She felt like she needed to check on him, so without thinking, she just walked up to his trailer. She took a deep breath before opening the door to his trailer, calling out softly for him, but when she walked farther inside and saw him passed out on the couch, with a bloody nose and coke all over him, she froze. She felt like she was moving in slow motion when she ran over and shook his motionless body, “Shawn! Wake up!” she cried out. She shook him for a few more moments before grabbing her phone and dialing 911, yelling through the phone in concern for her friend. She was hysterical, continuing to shake him after the police told her they were coming. When she heard the sirens approach the trailer, she ran over to the door, yelling out to the paramedics that were running towards her. “Please, quickly!” she cried out to them, before running back in and sitting next to her best friend’s body. “Is he alive?” she repeatedly asked the men lifting him onto a gurney, she held tightly onto his hand as they dragged him out. She followed behind them and jumped into the back of the ambulance. 


They had managed to save Shawn’s life and after Nat had calmed down and talked to the police she was sitting by Shawn’s beside, holding his hand in hers, waiting for him to wake up. 

anonymous asked:


Send me “@” + a character’s URL and my muse will give their honest opinion about that character

“Saul is too reckless. I saw him got beaten up after a fight, all bloodied and bruised, but he talked about it like it’s just another Tuesday night for him. If he’s just alone it’s fine I guess, but he has a kid under his custody, right? What if he pisses off the wrong people and the boy gets it? What if they follow him right back to their cave? He really needs to think wisely about this. Picking fights all willy-nilly when he’s supposed to protect someone is not a good idea.

Okay, lecture’s over. Now opinion. He’s helpful, and he invites me to his movie night so that’s cool. He fixed my laptop so he’s currently on my good side.“

ionian-storm asked:

"Owowow, Trist stop pulling on my ear, I swear Fizz was just trying to share with those other kids what he caught, you know like some custom his people had!"

“…Somehow I feel like you’re making that up.” 

Tristana sighs and relinquishes her grasp on his ear. If she really thinks on it, she’s maybe overreacting. “Honestly out of all the weird and irritating things Fizz does, that’s probably lower on the list. I mean, he needs to eat, I can’t fault him for that. Still, his shark is a threat, and I get complaints every time he’s on the beach, so uh..he’s gonna need to haul his bloodied kills somewhere that’s NOT around small children. Have him go like…a mile north or something.” 


maryroars asked:


“We’re actually on the same boat, you and I,” Ted practically spat, “Our hearts want what we know we can’t have.” He stared down at her tear-stricken eyes, trying to be firm. They needed to stop living in this fantasy that everything would just fall into place. There was a war outside the school grounds, and people like them were being killed off every single day by a bigoted half-blood. Their friends and families were in danger, and the only way to protect most of them was to sever ties. “I know you love Amos, but I really think this is for the best,” he said. “After all, you made the decision to break up with him.”

“You bloody hypocrite!” She yelled, throwing her martini glass at him. He had barely dodged it before he heard it crash against the wall behind him. He needed to take her home. She had too much to drink. “You said it yuuurseelf,” she slurred. “Our h-hearts want what we knoooow we can’t have… So what about you and Andromeda, hmm? What’s that all about?” She glared at him as best as she could in her state. “You act all noble and–and knightly, but all you really want is to push her against a wall and fuck her senseless.”

Ted’s eyes widened at her brashness, but he had quite a few drinks himself, and his inhibitions weren’t really intact as he would have wanted. “This has nothing to do with me! I’m trying to help you get your pathetic life back together–”

“It has everything to do with you, Edward-bloody-Tonks!” She clutched at his shirt, digging her nails in the fabric. “And yooouu have the nerve–the fucking nerve–to call me pathetic” she panted, her faces inches from his, before she continued “when all you’ve ever done was sit around and fawn over a pureblood for years, too much of a wanker to make a move–what’s the matter?” She hissed. “You’re just going to watch her marry Carrow and sit quietly in your study, thinking about how he’s kiiiissing her, stroking her hair, maybe even touching that ass–”

Shut up!” Ted growled, instinctively grabbing her shoulders and squeezing. He tried to control his anger. This wasn’t like him, but she knew just the right buttons to push. 

“What are you gonna do?” She taunted. “It’s just like you to be too bloody nice, too much of a pushover–”

“Oh, that’s rich coming from an idiotic girl who broke up with Amos, just so Voldemort might save him–not even thinking about how he’s going to torture you limb-for-bloody-limb. And you’re calling me too nice?”

Take that back!” She shook with rage.

Ted remained defiant. “Make me.”

She crashed her lips against his, her hands snaking up his neck and tugging on his hair so violently that she was probably ripping some off. Ted took a deep breath, initially shocked before he responded to the kiss, putting all his anger and frustrations into his movements before he realized what he was doing. He fell into a stool, trying to regain his balance by grabbing on the bar table. His hands subconsciously slid from her shoulders to her waist, his fingers digging in to her shirt. Any longer like that and he would be leaving bruises. There was nothing romantic about that kiss, it was all gnashing and growls, the pair of them intoxicated by the night’s drinks and each other. 

He pulled away when she had already seated himself onto his lap, breathing heavily. “Mary… this isn’t right,” he sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I’m taking you back to the dorms,” he said, slowly setting her back on her feet. She groaned and slumped against him. Ted, being more sober, pulled her arm over his shoulder and lifted her into his arms. He didn’t trust himself to apparate because he hadn’t taken his test yet, so he trudged the way back to Hogwarts through Hogsmede. 

He didn’t know the Gryffindors’ password, so he walked to the Head Dorms and knocked. James answered, wide-eyed, before letting him enter. “She had a bit too much to drink,” he stated simply, setting her on the couch before leaving the room.

He groaned when he reached the Prefect’s common room. Alice may have long went to bed. Not trusting himself to climb a few stairs, tonight, he crashed onto the couch and fell asleep. 


Exactly! He’s only some middle class tosser. He was trying to be all intellectual but it’s rubbish, it’s 98% snobbery. I actually dislike him EVEN MORE because he slagged off Northerners and I was like “okay but fight me”…he lives in Kent, it’s not even that great, it’s just some bloody beach, a few cliffs with a couple of posh houses ffs

anonymous asked:

I am so sorry to hear that your TC didn't message you back, I hope he does soon and he has a bloody good excuse for taking too long! My TC has been like that recently, he can't make up his mind he was usually teases me, and was always there for me and saying I should go sit in his class all day. But lately he's been ignoring me and acting really horrible in front of other people. He asked me if I was okay today and I just said yeah, but it's him bringing me down, it sucks. Always here :) x

Thank you for your support and kind words. I hope things go better with your TC.

I really don’t think he’s ever going to bother replying…I don’t even think he’ll open my message to be honest. I’m a nothing to him. After all we’ve been through. Or what I thought we’ve been through. I don’t know. It hurts me beyond what I can describe. Since he left, I see signs of him everywhere - songs he shared with me playing whenever I turn on the radio, people with the same car of his passing next to ours just when I manage to take my mind off him… I can’t sleep, eat or study properly, my life is collapsing, it’s on a downhill with no brakes available. I’ve lost myself. I started thinking bad things about my life, about ending my life because of everything, the pressure, him leaving, him ignoring me for unknown reasons, my friends and family not supporting me the way I need them to…and it worries me. These kind of thoughts are unhealthy and I don’t want them in my brain. I wish I was numb. I wish I could never feel. Because whenever I’ve felt something in my life, it always comes to destroy me in the end. I’m sorry.