i kept laughing the whole time


True story

While I was in the car (waiting for my mom to get back from the store) I totally saw this middle-aged woman taking selfies of herself

and you could totally tell she was feelin’ it

I had nothing better to do so I kinda kept watching her thinking the whole time ‘yas babe you do you be confident own that camera yasss’

but then I got spotted

She looked so embarrassed and I felt bad because I was kinda the one creeping so I gave her a thumbs up and then we started taking selfies together while laughing and it was magical 


     “I got to talk with Matsumoto Jun-kun quite a bit on stage. And also Nino-san. I didn’t get to talk to Ohno-san though. But when PUFFY sang, and all the performers were on stage, you know how there’s this punching move everyone’s supposed to do while they were singing? Well, we all did that move, and beside me, Domoto Koichi-san was punching Ninomiya-san’s back, who was standing right in front of him. And Ninomiya-san kept protesting quietly (so the mic wouldn’t pick up his voice) the whole time. *laughs* That was really funny.”
     “Anyway, Ohno-san was in front of me. I wanted to try doing the same thing! *laughs* As I punched his back, he played along and kept on acting like it hurt the whole time. It didn’t actually hurt though! I was only lightly tapping him. *laughs* It made me realize how nice he is. *laughs* It was really fun!”

     ―Hoshino Gen (All Night Nippon, 2017.01.02)

Rajigaze Dec 30

Ruki: Okay, let’s go….back to….oh wait, we’re not going back to anything! Never mind! Okay! “Ruki-san, Kai-san, good evening”!

(both burst out laughing)

Ruki: This person is clueless! “Ruki-san, Aoi-san, good evening!”

Aoi (still laughing): Yep, good evening~

Ruki: “I always listen to the radio happily in my car. I don’t want anyone at work to know that I listen to VK so I always hid it from them. But I went to my company’s New Year’s party in my usual clothes, which are almost all black, and my usual accessories and makeup, and everyone found out. Then the whole time they kept saying stuff to me like, ’‘can you headbang? do it!” or “you like that kind of music at this age!?” there is no age limit to liking rock! I was angry at my coworkers.“

Aoi: Hmm…

Ruki: I see.

Aoi: Well…

Ruki: This was Anger Mail.

Aoi: Ah…

Ruki: Huhuhu!

Aoi: Is that a thing? Visual Kei makeup…

Ruki: Like fangirl makeup I guess?

Aoi: Yeah

Ruki: Yeah of course it’s a thing?? Like, if someone was walking around with that makeup, you’d know.

Aoi: Oh really!?

Ruki: Like…you’d notice that they’re kinda different.

Aoi: Like their eyeliner looks like Kirisho?

Ruki (laughing): No no


Ruki: But I know what ur talkin about

Aoi: I wonder what [gives it away]…

Ruki: I guess it’s just a vibe?

Aoi: Huh?

Ruki: No? ….no it is! – Like, of course some people wouldn’t be able to tell, but if someone was wearing mostly black clothes, and had on a ton of accessories…like, a normal girl – okay, not 'normal’, but…a girl who doesn’t like rock…probably wouldn’t wear like, a cross necklace or something.

Aoi: Oh yeah, for sure.

Ruki: They don’t wear so many accessories, right?

Aoi: Yeah, definitely.

Ruki: So I think you’d be able to tell.

Aoi: Yeah, I guess so.

Ruki: I mean, we dress like that too…aren’t you always asked if you’re in a

Aoi: I am all the time!

Ruki: You are?

Aoi: I am!

Ruki: Yeah…like if I go to the salon they always ask

Aoi: Yeah they doo~

Ruki: ’'Are you in a band?”

Aoi: Yeah…

Ruki: But I’m always like, “no, I’m not.”

Aoi: Oh really?

Ruki: Yeah.

Aoi: Yeah I’m like “nah I work in a regular company”

(both chuckle)

Aoi: And then they’re like, “oh, they let you have long hair, that’s nice!”

(both laughin)


How’s my hair? // Bare (2015)

Love Affair Part 3

Previous: Love Affair Part 1

Warning: Cussing. 

Love Affair Part 3

Chapter 5

I couldn’t believe Danny was here with me, he was actually here with me. He kept promise, after all this time, he finally kept a promise. We were smiling and laughing, just like we did back when we first met, when we first got married. 

“What?” Danny said, looking up at me.

“Nothing.” I said, smiling at him.

“You haven’t stop smiling this whole time.” Danny said.

“I’m just… happy.” I said, giggling a bit. “That’s all.”

“Your crazy babe.” Danny said, smiling as shaking his head and he went back to his food. 

“Is it crazy that I’m happy having dinner with my husband?” I said, smiling still.

“Excuse me.” We looked up and saw a blonde looking down at him. “Did I hear you say, your husband?”

Originally posted by psicomana

“Yes.” I said,rising my eyebrow. “Why do you ask?”

“Oh no reason.” She said, looking over at Danny. “He just looked like someone I know.”

“Well,” Danny said as he went back to eating. “I just have a familiar face.”

“Yeah, I guess you do.” She said, still staring at Danny.

“So, “Danny looked back up her. “If you would kind enough to go, so me and my wife could finish our dinner. That would be great.”

“Yeah, sure, no problem.” She said, then she turn to me. “Good luck with him, your going to need it.”

She storm off and out of the restaurant. I looked over at Danny, who just went back to eating. 

“Danny.” I said, as he kept on eating. “Who was that girl?”

“No one.” Danny said, looking up at me. “So don’t worry about it.” He went back to eating. “Finish your food babe.”

“I”m going to use the bathroom real quick.” I said, getting up and heading to the bathroom. When I got out, I over heard two waiters talking about me, Danny, and the girl. “Excuse me.”

“Yes?” One of the waiters said, getting a bit nervous. 

“What were you saying about that girl?” I said and they both looked at each and then back to me. “I’m his wife. If there is something I need to know about him and that girl, please tell me.”

“Will, he uh” One of the waiters said rubbing the back of his head. “I’m sorry, but last week here was here with her and the week before that….”

“He was with another girl.” The other waiter said.

“Yeah, we call him numbers.” The first waiter said.

“Because of how many girls he brings in here.” The other waiter said.

“How… how many?” I said, as I started feeling sick to my stomach. 

“About ten, not including you.” The first waiter said as he step closer to me. “I don’t know if they were dates or anything. He comes in here with the girls, they flirt and leave together.”

“Okay.” I said, nodding my head. “Okay. Thank you.” I walked back to the table and sat down. “Danny, can we go? I’m not feeling so well.”

“Really?” Danny said, dropping his fork. “You been complaining I don’t take you out anywhere and when I do, you want to go home.” He started to clench his fist as his face harden. “I can never win with you, you know that?”

“Danny I..” I said, trying not to cry. “I just..”

“Just go home (y.n).” Danny said, going back to his food. 

“What?”I said, in disbelief. 

“Just go back home.” Danny said, looking back up at him. “I wanted to have dinner and have fun. If I have to do that by myself I will.” He went back to his food. “Call a taxi and go home. Don’t worry about the bill, I’ll take care of it.”

“You know what?.” I said, getting out of my seat. “Your an asshole.”

I storm off before Danny said anything. As I walked down the street, I turned back and I didn’t see Danny following. I waved down a taxi and headed to the one place, I know I could always go.

Chapter 6

“So,” Negan said, pouring us some wine. “Do I fucken beat his ass or do you want me to kill him?” He turn around smiling at me as he carrying the wine glasses over to me.  “I vote for fucken killing him, since I already fucken picked out a fucken spot to bury his bitch ass at. You can help me fucken bury him.”

Originally posted by maritamorgado

“I would, but I don’t want to break a nail.” I said, smiling as I took the wine. I took a drink and let out a sigh. “I don’t even know if he slept with these woman or not.”

“We fucken know, most likely he did.” Negan said, taking a seat next to me. “No one fucken takes a girl out and not fuck them afterwards.”

“You take me out all the time.” I said, looking over at him.

“That’s fucken different.” Negan said, smiling at me. “Cause if we were to, you know.” He winked. “It wouldn’t be just fucking.”

“Oh really?” I said, smiling at me. “What would it be.”

“You fucken know.” Negan said, drinking his wine. “It would be… fucken more than that.” 

“Would it?” I said, as my face became serious.

“Yeah.” Negan said, looking over at me with a serious look. “It fucken would be.”

“You must think I’m stupid.” I said, looking at my drink. “Forgiving Danny like that. For… loving him.”

“Hey.” Negan said, moving my face to his. “Your not fucken stupid. You fucken been with him for seven fucken years, been married for five. A relationship like that, you fucken try to save it. It doesn’t fucken make you stupid for trying to save it. Especially what fucken happened to you guys, two years ago.”

“I know.” I said, tearing up a bit. “I know.”

“I would have fucken done the same thing.” Negan said, wiping my tears away. “If it was fucken me and you, I would try my fucken hardest to make things work.”

“Why would you…” I said as he stroke this thumb across my cheek. “Want to make us work.”

“Because I lov..” Negan said, let go of my face and started coughing. “Uh, it’s getting fucken late. We should head to bed.” He got up. “Do you want one of my fucken shirts to sleep in?”

“Yes please.” I said, nodding my head. 

“Alright. I”ll fucken get you one.” Negan said, walking off to his bed room.

I started fixing out the pull out couch for myself. Negan offer his bed, but I always decline. I was about to get ready to lay down, when Negan came out of his room. 

“Sure you don’t fucken want my bed.” Negan said, walking over to me. “I don’t fucken mind sleeping on the couch.”

“Your too tall.” I said, smiling at him. “Your feet will hang over it.”

“Then we can fucken lay down together in my bed.” Negan said, smiling at me. “I won’t fucken try anything.”

“No.” I said, smiling as I shook my head. “I’m good.”

“Alright.” Negan said, letting out a sigh. “Goodnight, doll.” He lean down and kiss my cheek.

“Goodnight Negan.” I said, turning away.

“Doll?” Negan said.

“Yeah?” I said, looking back at him.

“Uh… I …uh.. Never mind.” Negan said shaking his head and I started turning away. “You know what? Fuck it.”

I turn around as he reach his hand up to my face. He pulled me towards him as he lean down towards me. We both close our eyes as he started to kiss me.

We both let out a soft sigh as our lips started to dance with one and another. Our bodies were both relax and tense at the same time. The kiss was so simple and yet, it felt more than that. I place my hands on his hips as he wrapped his free arm around my waist, pulling me close to him. 

Negan broke the kiss and looked down at me. We both knew what we wanted, want we need. We needed, each other.

“Here or the bedroom?” Negan said, looking into my eyes.

I close my eyes as I lean the side of my face next to his and whisper to him.


Love Affair Part 4 

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Youngjae Smut (Got7) - Games, Not Gifts

Originally posted by jiminthebun


“Oh, you’re done? So soon?” Youngjae spoke to you, but kept his eyes on the TV screen while his fingers did work on the controller.

“I’ve been gone for 45 minutes. Not that short,” you laughed, sitting down on the loveseat across from him as he sat on the sofa.

“Really? Time goes by so fast…”

“Maybe because of that game of yours,” you shook your head, laughing at him.

His own laugh echoed yours and he said, “why are you laughing at me?”

“Nothing. You’re just so cute,” you answered him with a smile on your face, admiring him as a whole. Your eyes scanned his whole body; as innocent as you two seem on the outside, behind closed doors you two are just the opposite.

“How would you feel if this cutie told you to come here, then?” Though his eyes were focused on the screen, you could tell his mind had other things in mind.

“I’d come, of course,” you got up from the loveseat and sat down close to him on the sofa.

“Why did you sit so far anyway? Are we supposed to act traditional or something?” He chuckled.

“That doesn’t matter anymore. Can I play?”

“Sure, I just finished this round anyway,” he said, his hand moving from his controller to running down your bare thigh to grabbing the spare controller on the table. “Ah, you’re wearing my shirt again.”

“It’s comfy.”

“It’s comfy, you look good in it, I love it when you wear it… You should wear it more often.”

“I can’t wear it outside!”

“Of course not! I don’t want other guys to see you. Just wear when it’s just us.”

“What about the other members?”

“They fall under the ‘other guys’ category, you know.”

“But they’re like brothers.”

“Right, but you don’t know what a man’s head is like. I do.”

“Ahhh, so you’re you saying you fantasize about others girls, too?”

“What? No, that’s not-”

“Hey! I was joking–why are you so defensive?”

“Shh, shh,” he interrupted whatever you were going to say next and shoved the controller into your hands.

Pouting, you fixed your grasp on it an idea popped into your head, “do you think we can do it while playing?”

“What?” He looked at you surprised. “How would that even work?” He laughed again.

“I’ll do something with you than no other girl can,” you said seductively, climbing onto his lap and wrapping your arms around his neck. Your lips nibbled on his ear, your hot breath grazing against it, slowly grinding your hips against his. His hands let the controller roll off and went to your hips. He buried his face in your neck and took in your scent. “This way, you won’t think about any other girl.”

“Are we going to do it now?” He mumbled as you felt his hard member press against your crotch.

“Mhm,” you hummed as your lips attached to his neck. You told him to sit as he was and that you would do all the work. He quickly unzipped his pants and rolled down his underwear so that his it was popping out. You grabbed the controller, sliding onto his length; you were thankful that the sofa was big enough to support the position you planned out.

“You won’t fall?”

“Hopefully, I won’t,” you giggled. “Okay, let’s play!”

You successfully balanced pleasure and play as you often rode his length. While your fingers focused on the controller, your lower region focused on the other thing. Your hips went in a circular motion, causing Youngjae to weaken in gameplay as there was an increase in friction.

“Watch yourself, baby,” he warned you, pressing the pause button and tapping your ass. “We may be fucking, but I want to win–play fairly.”

“You’re hot when you talk like that,” you smirked, increasing the frequency of movement.

“Oh, fuck this,” Youngjae growled, stripping himself quickly of his clothes and pushing you to the carpeted floor. You squeaked at the sudden force as Youngjae pushed your legs open and rammed into you. His hands gripped onto your arms to hold you in place as he fucked you. His rapid thrusts slowed down and he let go of his hard grip on your arms. Your walls clenched around his member, making him moan.

“Don’t do that,” he panted into your ear. “I want this to last longer.”

You felt him pull out almost completely before ramming into you again. Heat radiated off of his body as he thrusted in and out of you, his lips silencing your gasps. Your moans echoed into the kisses while your thighs squeezed onto his body. With your arms wrapped around his neck, you fingers tangled into his hair and your legs firmly wrapped around his waist.

“This… won’t do,” he breathed, picking you and shoving you against the wall.

The new position let him go deeper. You limply hung on his arms as he roughly moved in and out of you, skin slapping on skin. Your lips gaped, letting screams escape.

“Mmm, Youngjae…”

“Y/N, almost,” he panted.

With one last ram and moan, he finished inside of you. Exhausted, he carried you to the sofa, setting you down gently before flopping down beside you.

“You good?”

“Yeah,” you nodded as your chest heaved. “That felt good. Let’s do that again,” you giggled, your eyes moving from his sweaty and smiling face to the clock. “Oh, it’s midnight.”

“That means…”

“Christmas!” You two chorused.

“I think I already got a good gift, though,” he commented. “You’re the only girl I know.”

“I better be.”

“I better be the only guy you know,” he eyed you.

“Of course! No guy can fuck me that good.”



tbh i want youngjae to bring back that blonde hair

lmao these are getting less and less christmasy oops

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The One With The Red Sweater

Malec AU drabble based on one of my favourite friends episodes. 


Izzy was worrying about her brother. Although he had never been an overly social person, the amount of time had recently put into work was starting to be ridiculous. He kept coming home late in the evening and sometimes Izzy didn’t see her brother for a whole day.

“I think Alec is working too much”, she told Jace during one their sparring sessions. “He never has time to go clubbing with me anymore and he had to cancel the date I set him up with last week.”

“Yeah?”, Jace answered distractedly, trying to punch her in the side but Izzy managed to block him easily.  “Maybe because he has enough of you trying to find him a boyfriend”, Jace laughed.

“Oh come on, I just want him to be happy! Besides, he didn’t have a proper boyfriend in like, a year and I doubt that he has much else going on right now. He needs some balance in his life.” replied Izzy and brought Jace to his knees by aiming an expertly executed kick at his left calf.  

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Happykittyshop Story Time!

Inspired by my good friend @pdubbery for sharing his story I like to share mine.

Most people know me as many things, but before I got into my plush making I was big into art. Art was my escape from the real world. I grew up with no friends from middle school to college. I had a lot of people I thought were my “friend” always end up stabbing me in the back and turning against me. My family was no help they have been hard on me my whole life as well.

So I turned to burying myself in Anime and art. Always in my room avoiding my family and kids at school. I was bullied for being a good student I was called “teachers pet” there was even a time I nervously laughed in class and got yelled at by the teacher and the kids said “Bernadette should be yelled at more often” and the teacher agreed. I was just a shy girl and kept to myself. Many times I cry myself to sleep cursing me being born and wished I was dead. There were times where the boys picked on me, spit on me on the bus and throw me into the bus seat.

So I couldn’t take it anymore if no one would fight for me I was on my own. If the boys spat on me I spit back a girl told me to watch my fat ass I take my hat off and slapped her in the face. I was my own fighter because no one else can make your better if you’re not strong willed person. That was my slogan I was on my own no one was there for me I was a loner. Past boyfriends lied to say they loved me but just dated me for my looks not caring about the inside.

I built a wall and full of barriers to not let anymore in. I hated everyone and got mad over stupid shit and was always worry over little things and find things to push people away. The brony fandom didn’t help at all it caused a great deal of more stress on me that I was at the point of still “why do I exist?” I was only making MLP plushies and I was told by other plush makers I will “Never get better” my Mom saying “I will never make it as a full time plush maker you’re better off as a waitress”

Then I found my way into Undertale. I started simple with my plushies and started with my first Temmie plush. People really liked her and someone made a vine video on the post pic I did of her. I have @kyleehenke and @solar-citrus to thank for playing the “Let’s play” and eventually found my now best friend in the world @kimiwillsinforever from just watching my streams and bought her husband Edge plush from me. Then I find @yamsgarden amazing stream were Yam herself was so kind and welcoming as well as her group. Here I’m thinking I was meant to be alone and worthless, but I was too stubborn to give up. As I learned from Undertale “You gotta stay determined!”

Thank you so much for giving me a new hope. I’m learning to trust and love again and thank you for being patient with me guys you been the best!! @lovelyladyartistk @mnstrcndy @v0idless @pyramidheaddezby @kaweii and @cursetale

anonymous asked:

dude so i was playing capture the flag and this kid who sounded like he was 8 was screaming swears the whole game and kept yelling at mercy to heal him and res him when he died and he did that the ENTIRE GAME i felt so bad for our mercy but at the same time i couldnt stop laughing (its ok right mercy's one of my mains i would laugh if an 8 year was yelling at me too) also he was playing genji

In case someone wanted to do an English cover on Aleinn Um Jóiln, I went ahead and translated/americanized the lyrics

I kept the spirit and general meaning of the words while making the whole thing rhyme more

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“Oh my God, Chris! Stop!” Dylan laughed.

“What? You don’t like my moves?” Chris asked while dancing to a song on Hits 1. He was shaking his ass, hat on backwards, totally into the song. They were in the bedroom putting away their folded laundry.

“It’s not that at all. Just stop grabbing your dick!”

“I’m not!” Chris scoffed.

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the--regenerating--degenerate  asked:

One complaint I have become so annoyed at is "Jaune shouldn't talk to Qrow like that. He should be more grateful." Isn't wonderful how quickly people tend to forget that he is 17? He's never had to face a loss like the one he just did, and yes, Oz, Qrow, Ironwood and Glenda chose the one of the most selfless students. The one person who they knew wouldn't say no to duty. I think Jaune's hostility to Qrow is perfectly reasonable.

Lmao. Last year they called Qrow sexist for using a story to distract Yang to win a game even though Ruby laughed too and now they’re defending him in favor of Jaune.

Also if memory serves Jaune was also annoyed for being kept in the dark about all the shit with Salem and the maidens and Qrow (seemingly) hiding like a coward/not doing anything to help until the fight with Tyrian despite trailing them the whole time. 

Emo Kylo Ren (inspired by the twitter account) 

So this happened today. I hate to call this a quick one but I did finish it in just a few hours. My last picture of 2015. Sorry to Adam Driver lmao.

anonymous asked:

What do the UT and UF bros do for a S/O with a fever? Their brain is a little fried and they're acting goofy, more affectionate than usual but not always making sense.

* Oh my god this is so cute
* I have this friend who has chronic high fevers and sometimes it makes her a little loopy
* Last time she kept laughing at the way people walked, like it was normal walking but she found it hilarious
* She also found the word pineapple really funny for some reason


He is highly amused by the whole situation, laughing at his S/O laughing at the weirdest things. He’s kind of worried about their temperature though, but the doctor said not to worry and he’ll trust the professional. He makes sure to tuck them in well with blankets and water and everything before he takes advantage of their loopy state of mind with an onslaught of the worst jokes in the world. I’m talking about shit like “bees?” followed by 20 minutes of hysterical laughter. He loves hearing their laugh and this… whatever it is… is much better than them feeling miserable.


He is very very concerned. He knows the doctor said not to worry and they said they’re fine but the way they’re acting is very not fine. He smothers them in care, ushering them to rest. Unfortunately, his S/O is suddenly very fascinated with the bones of his hands. They’re overly affectionate, asking all the strange questions about skeleton biology that they’re usually not brave enough to ask. They compliment every single thing they like about Paps until he’s a stuttering orange mess. He ends up taking a nap with them because they wrapped their limbs all over him when he went to tuck them in. HE’S NOT LAZY! HE’S JUST… UH… MAKING SURE THEY’RE ALRIGHT. SANS SHUT UP I’M NOTHING LIKE YOU IT WAS ONE NAP.


Like the asshole he is, he takes out his phone to record all the weird shit his S/O says and does to embarrass them later. It’s only when they glomp him in an affectionate tackle hug that he feels how hot they are and suddenly gets really worried if the fever is serious. From there, all teasing and playfulness disappear. He insists on them staying in bed and brings them what is probably slightly too much water. He’s hovering, wringing his hands and checking their temperature every 5 minutes. That’s when the affectionate stage kicks in and his S/O has to cuddle. He’s hesitant at first but caves easily, staying with them wrapped up in his arms until their fever lets up.


He is not amused. In fact, he’s slightly annoyed by their strange behaviour and hopes they recover as soon as possible. He’s probably the most worried out of all of them. If they’re acting this strangely, does that mean something in their brain has been damaged? Human biology is rather delicate after all. Ignoring their constant giggling at one thing or the other, he tucks them into bed and makes sure they have taken their meds. He ignores their pleas for affection at first, thinking that it doesn’t count because they’re not in the proper state of mind. Eventually, he caves and scoots into bed with them, holding them to his side. He presses a kiss to the top of their overheated head, “Now, sleep.”

anonymous asked:

can you please do a sonamy boom prompt about how they first met :D thank you your awesome

You’re awesome, Cutie! 83c I’ve done a few like this before in ‘Sonic Headcanon’s but why not another!? Especially since we know more about Sonic it seems.


World: Sonic Boom (I’m still not sure how to perfectly write this in ‘canon’ because the show is so ‘AU’ already, lol xD)

Couple: Sonamy (Sonic x Amy)

Summary: -listed above- I’m guessing creative liberties? >:7s -evil smirk-


Sonic zipped through the landscape, Eggman close on his heels.

He turned back with a frown, as Eggman laughed hysterically.

“Whohoho! I don’t know how you snuck into my secret bunker of chili-spices and ate the whole inventory, kid! But this is the last time!” he kept firing, as Sonic dodged each laser thrown at him.

Looking over his shoulder, he grinned confidently. “You shouldn’t leave the door unlocked, Egg-face!”

“Egg-face!? The nerve!” Eggman fired harder, as Sonic stopped running when he came to a ton of trees, and started jumping to dodge them, leaping off the trees to get some more air and then whacking his Eggpod down.


“Ahh!!” Eggman spun a moment, having the Eggpod hover slightly in a bounce from the ground, as he regained control of it, and shook his head free of dizziness. He hunched his shoulders and gripped the controls again. “Blast you, rodent! Not only did you stop me from terrorizing the inhabitants of the first island, then foiling my plans for an Eggman empire at the second, and THIRDLY, might I add, RUDELY butting your big nose into my deadly amusement park to enslave all mankind; but now you’re after my chili-spices as well!? Have you no sense of PRIVACY!?”

Sonic stood confidently, dipping his head. “You done yet?”

Eggman groaned and leaned back, throwing his hands up to his head. “GAH-OOHH!!”

“And I’m not a rodent, either.” Sonic tapped his foot behind him, and stretched. “I’m a hedgehog.” He narrowed his eyes and leaned forward, being curling up to spin multiple times, getting enough speed.

“Wha-ha-what’s he doing?” Eggman leaned forward, squinting his eyes before Sonic let it rip and bolted into his Eggpod, making the old man fly back and off into the sky.

“I won’t forget this you meddling HEDGEHOG!!!” he cried out in his flipping around Eggpod.

“Heh.” Sonic grinned, and began to walk towards the forest, before he heard a shout of some kind, and bent his knees in surprise.


“HYAH!” A hammer flung out with a girl’s hand attached to it, before she started swinging wildly at him.

He dodged, leaning back at each swing, even attempting the matrix at one point. “W-woah! Calm down, lady!”

“How dare you pester old men! What you!? A punk from another island?” She swung her hammer back around her and used one hand to perform a trick with it, before preparing herself for battle. “I won’t allow a trouble-maker like you to disturb the peace on my island!”

Sonic noticed her cool stance and raised the side of his smile up a bit, a little curious and impressed.

“H-hey, now… I’m not the one that was gonna cause trouble.” Sonic scratched behind his head, before striking a flirty tone, lowering his eyelids a bit. “And you are..?”

“None of your business!” she put her hands on her hips, “Just like I don’t care about who you are, mister! Get off the island if you’re going to make such a big fuss. If not, and you better not..” she rose her hammer to his face, making him lean his chin up slightly at her threat. “..Then you’re free to roam.” She also gave him a flirty look, before loosing it in annoyance, and marching off, huffing a bit of air out in her frustrations and raising her head up.

“Hey! Is that… Sonic The Hedgehog?!”

Amy freezed in mid-stride, before dropping her hammer in pure shock as a bunch of island kids ran up to Sonic, all looking like big fans.

“Oh wow! Sonic! The hero of the 3 islands! Will you be saving us this time, Mr. Sonic?”

“Uhh…” Sonic looked over to Amy, then smirked as he saw her slowly turn around, a bit hunched and looking apologetic. “You better believe it! I’m not leaving till I do!” he patted their heads. “Anything for loyal fans…” he sneered her way, as she had placed her index fingers together, before seeing his gaze, and turning away, blushing but seeming angered.

“Wow, thanks, Mr. Sonic! See ya around!” “Yeah, I hope you kick Eggman’s butt again!”

“Haha, Eggman? Hey, that’s a good one! I might just use that! Aww… kids.” he waved them off, before eyeing Amy again, and trying to look like the cool kid in town.

“Ehem… I, um… seem to have misplaced my judgements… You’re… Sonic?” she scooted up a little, looking down shyly as Sonic tried to hold his smile as neutral as possible, but was clearly loving this, and folded his arms.

He lifted his head the opposite direction of her. “Well, some welcome for a hero! But, eh. I’ll let it slide…. if…” he turned back to look at her.

“…If..?” she looked nervous, but also wanting to make up for her folly.

“You show me around the island.” Sonic raised an eyebrow.

“What!?” Amy seemed flustered, not expecting that. “You mean… you’re not mad or… anything?”

“Mad? Pfft! Please.” Sonic fanned his hand out, “People jump at me all the time. You weren’t any different.” he walked by her, as her anger started to rise again.

“Tsk. And to think I actually… well, this just proves that the rumors do you more justice than yourself!” she sturdily placed her hands on her hips, as Sonic froze and spun around, narrowing his eyes slightly.

“And what’s that suppose to mean!?” He stomped back, and she swung her head to meet his eyes, their heads pretty close…

“It means I thought you a gentlemen! But clearly making fun of old geezers is-”

“That was Eggman.” Sonic pointed behind him, matter of factly to throw her off her scornful rant.

“…Ah… really!?” She flung her head around, “…Huh. I pictured him a lot… well… fatter.” She admitted, shrugging.

Sonic leaned up, before laughing at her comment. “I give him quite the workout.”

She turned back, liking how handsome he looked as he laughed, and smiled. “Well… I do owe you for kicking him off the island before he could do any real damage… I’m Amy. Amy Rose.” she shook his hand, as he gladly gave it.

“Sonic.” Sonic nodded, before grinning from ear to ear and also shaking her hand back, before letting it go. “Sonic The Hedgehog.”

“Well, yeah, duh. I guess they just don’t compliment your features enough in the rumors.” Amy shrugged and walked by him, making him suddenly catch on slightly to her meaning, and turned after her.

“W-wh-what do they say about me then?” his curiosity continued after her.

She swayed her body more, and smirked back at him. “Ohh.. just that you’re fastest thing alive, or something like that.”

“…Or something like that.. Heh.” he matched her smirk, “Care for a joy ride? Miss Rose?”

“H-huh?” Amy turned around, surprised, before being scooped up and him carrying her screaming across the island.

He purposefully went fast, stopping to see her messy hair, and commenting on how lovely the view was around here.

“Pfft! How long do you plan to stay?” Amy’s tone made it sound like she wanted him to leave soon, fixing her hair.

“Oh.. I don’t know. That kid with the plane looked kinda cool.” Sonic kept her in his arms, looking around, “Yep! That settles it! I think I’ll stay for a while. Wouldn’t be a bother… would it? Amy?” He raised an eyebrow to her, knowing full well of her response.

“S-st-stay!?” She stuttered out, before slightly swooning in his arms. “If you want too…~”

“I think I will.” he suddenly dropped her, seeing a huge red guy approach him.

“Amy, is this guy giving you trouble.” Knuckles put a fist in his other hand, cracking it.

“N-no! Knuckles! This is Sonic! The Hero of the 3 islands?” She gestured back to him.

“Oh. I liked your movie.” Knuckles suddenly completely changed his tone.

Sonic smiled, and struck another confident pose, spreading his legs out and positioning his hands to his hips, “Yep. I’m gonna like it here.” his smile flashed a sparkle.

anonymous asked:

I need to vent goyim nonsense!At lunch two of my friends (lets call them M and T) were talking about how M has to paint her role model for a class and M was like omg what if i did hitler?And she and T were cracking up for over a minute.I kept trying to say how damn unfunny that is the whole time and they completely ignored me and kept talking/laughing to each other as I talked.They didnt even respond to me at all, just keep on going with the joke.I dont even know how to address it with them now

That’s…extremely insensitive -___- I wish (non-Romani) goyim would understand that the Holocaust is rightfully not funny to many of us? Like our population isn’t even at what it was prior to WW2? What’s even the joke behind Hitler being a role model…? If your friend decided to go through with it, I’d hope the teacher would explain why it’s not at all appropriate.

I’ll Sing You Pretty Sounds (Tyler Joseph)

It wasn’t easy dating someone like him. Half the time he was gone if he wasn’t on the road his was in the studio. Even though it was difficult you loved every minute of it and you loved him to death. He was the whole reason why you kept holding on to the relationship. He was the whole reason why you never gave up, you had fallen for his brown eyes, they way he laughed. His smile was what hooked you but you fell in love with his mind and the way he thinks. 

Everything about him is so complicated but it’s what keeps you hooked. The way his mind works and how he puts everything into his music.  
You heard as the door slammed downstairs, sitting up you set your book down. Making your way down the stairs you gripped the railing.  
“Ty,” you asked as you made your way down the stairs.  
“Not now” you heard him shout from his music room, rolling your eyes you made your way to the room and opened the door slowly. “Maybe you should take a break,” you said, he shook his head and continued writing on the paper in front of him. “Give your mind a rest” you added leaning against the doorway.  
“I don’t need a break” he muttered, you could tell he was getting angry “I need to finish this” he added before he ripped the paper from the notebook and crumbled it up before tossing it on the floor, the ball rolling by your feet.  
You didn’t know what had happened, all you did was pick up the paper and toss it in the trash. He went off, he started yelling about how you got in the way. How he couldn’t even focus with you around the house. Which wasn’t true, considering you were nice enough to stay up in your bedroom reading. You didn’t want to make a noise just so he could focus on his music.  

“Well maybe you should leave then” you yelled, your hands covering your mouth as soon as the words left your lips. He turned around and stared at you, you could tell he looked hurt by what you had said. Tyler had walked out during fights many times but, it was his choice you had never told him to leave. He shook his head and ran his fingers through his hair before he turned around and made his way up the stairs. Running up the stairs after him you tugged gently on your shirt.  

Crossing your arms over your chest, leaning against the door frame your eyes focused on him. Following his every move, he mumbled under his breath as he tugged on the clothes that were hanging neatly in the closet. He threw the black shirt on the suitcase and continued moving around the room.  
“Tyler,” you said quietly but loud enough for him to hear, he froze in his spot for a minute.

You watched as he shook his head before he continued walking around the room. Looking down at your shoes you chewed softly on your lip. Hearing a loud thud you looked up and noticed his suitcase was closed and standing up on the floor, he sat on the bed tying his black vans. His eyes focusing on the shoelaces. He stood up and pulled on his suitcase, walking past you his shoulder bumped slightly into your arm. Closing your eyes you tilted your head back, running your fingers through your hair you tugged softly on it.  

You watched as he stood at the front door, double checking his pockets he pulled out his keys and dropped them in the little bowl by the table. He turned around and looked up at you, his opened his mouth to say something but quickly shut it. Watching as he gripped the handle of his bag, he slammed the door shut behind him.  

Running your fingers through your hair you looked over at the time and sighed before standing up. Walking towards the window you pulled the curtain back a bit and peeked out.  
“Dammit Tyler” you mumbled under your breath before you walked back towards the couch. Grabbing your phone you quickly dialed the number you had memorized by heart. Hearing it go straight to voicemail you dropped the phone on the couch. Picking it up again you scrolled down your contacts. Biting on your lip your finger hovered over the number  

“No” you mumbled to yourself before hitting the home button. You didn’t want to bother him at two in the morning. Besides if Tyler was with him he would have called already. Sitting back down on the couch you tilted your head back and closed your eyes tightly. Praying that he was okay and not doing something dumb. Rubbing your thighs softly your eyes stayed glued to the wooden door. Hoping that any minute he would walk through that door with that stupid suitcase he packs each time he leaves on tour.  

The door shutting woke you from your semi-sleep. Sitting up quickly you watched as he set the suitcase down. His eyes focused on you, as he walked over and turned the light on in the living room. Looking over at the clock you rubbed your eyes, before looking over at him as he sat down on the coffee table in front of you. 

“Hey” he whispered as he rubbed his arm softly, looking up at him you bit down on your lip and forced a small smile “You didn’t have to stay up” he added as he reached over caressing your cheek softly. Closing your eyes you leaned into his touch and nodded your head a bit  

“You left without saying a word” you looked over at him “What was I suppose to do,” you asked. He shrugged and dropped his arm down to his lap before he stared down at his black jeans. “I worry about you Ty,” you said watching as he nodded his head slightly “Every time you go through that door I wonder if you will come back” you whispered afraid of your own voice. You could feel the knot in your throat getting tighter.  

“You worry I won’t come back,” he asked as he finally looked at you, nodding slightly you played with the hem of your shirt. “Why do you worry about that,” he asked as he tilted his head to the side slightly. Shrugging slightly you stared down at your lap.  

“Tyler you can find someone much better” you replied softly, running your fingers softly over your thigh, he reached over and gently placed his fingers under your chin. Lifting your gaze to meet his, he smiled sweetly and shook his head.  

“There’s nobody I would rather be than with you,” he said as he stared into your eyes “You drive me crazy, you make me want to pull my hair out but, I love every second of it” he whispered pressing his forehead to yours. “I walked out because if we had continued to argue we both would have said things we didn’t mean” he rubbed your cheek softly with his thumb “Will you let me stay,” he asked as he stared into your eyes. Nodding slightly you stood up and put your hand out to him.  

Leading him up the stairs you turned the lights off in your bedroom and walked over to the bed. You felt as he laid down next to you. Staring up at the dark ceiling you played softly with the blanket underneath you. He shifted slightly on the bed, his hand searching for yours, once he found it he laced his fingers with yours. Leaning over his pressed his lips to the side of your head.  
“I’ll sing you pretty sounds” he whispered in your ear, closing your eyes you gave his hand a light squeeze. “What’s on your mind,"he asked, tensing slightly you turned and stared at his silhouette.  

"Nothing” you mumbled quietly, you heard as he sighed before scooting closer to you, his arm snaking around you, he pulled you towards him.

“Why won’t you tell me,” he asked, you could feel his eyes on you, even in the dark, he could read you like a book.  

“Why do you put up with this,” you asked staring at him “If I get in your way why do you stay” you added letting go of his hand. You heard as he sighed before he got up, flinching at the bright lights that went on. You sat up and looked over at him, he leaned against the wall. His eyes focused on you before he crossed his arms over his chest.  

“Do you want me to leave?” he asked raising his eyebrow
“I asked you a question Tyler,” you said scooting to the edge of the bed, he frowned as he walked over towards you. He got down on his knees in front of you, he took your hands into his and looked up at you.”  

“Because I’m crazy for you” he whispered “You have these beautiful eyes that make me fall more and more in love with you. You have this crazy way of looking at the world around you and I love it. I love the way your mind works” he added as he gently touched your temple with his index finger “I wish I knew everything that went on in your head because I could listen to you speak for the rest of my life and I would be on top of the world”. He laced his fingers with yours and sat down next to you.  

“I love how even when I’m wrong you take my side, you worry when I leave. When I go on tour you always check in on me, you don’t need to but you do and I love that” he shrugged a bit “I know I’m not exactly normal” he chuckled a bit “But, for some reason, you stayed” he stared down at his lap. Letting go of his hands you cupped his cheeks and pressed your lips to his  
“I’m crazy about you. All of you, your crazy side, your serious side, I love everything that you are” you said caressing his cheek “That’s why I stay because, I’m madly in love with you and I wouldn’t have it any other way” you whispered, you forehead resting softly against his. 

Closing your eyes you felt as he sighed, his hot breath hitting your face slightly made you relax, something about they way he would breath calmed you. Maybe it was the fact that he was breathing, that he was there in front of you, the way that you would feel his heart beat made you relax. It was the fact that even after you messed up he was still there. 

He held on to you and that made you feel safe and it made you feel loved. He was your reason for waking up every morning, just to see him smile and see the way his eyes would light up when he was on stage. He is the one person you want to grow old with because even though he is difficult in his own way he made your life easy and he made your life worthwhile.  

Laying down you swung your feet slightly off the bed, he laid down next to you and smiled. Leaning over he pressed his lips to the side of your head.  
“If you stick around, ill sing you pretty sounds” he whispered before he hummed quietly into your ear. Closing your eyes you shifted slightly, laying your hand softly on his chest, you smiled as you felt his steady heartbeat

i meet so many nice people when i play mercy like

once in the 60 second beginning to an attack round i met a d.va that used the bunny hop emote like 5 times before i decided to jump up and down and give her a boost and she then continued to say thank you 6 times before we had to go out. she got play of the game without using an ult B)

then!! there was an extremely polite mccree who stayed with me and guarded me the whole round even when i was going after other heroes, and he’d wave hi to me every time i looked at him 

and just now i met a very nice pharah who said thank you every time i boosted her and she helped me get up to higher places. in that same match i met a roadhog who was fairly new (level 5??? i think) and he was so nice and kept waving to me and spamming roadhogs laughing voice line

i love playing mercy ;o;

i got home late last night and thought exporting a 30 minute video wouldnt be too bad. it was rly bad. i set my alarm for every hour on the hour throughout the night to check on the rendering status and it kept freezing up but i finally just started the whole damn thing (rip to 2 weeks of work) over at 6am and finished it by 11. now it’s done and i am done and free and paid and free

and i sent it to my boss & he just left a voicemail saying that he’s crying bc i did such a good job and that he appreciates mE 

for something i completely fucked up on!! guess tthe black cat that crossed my path twice this week wont get the last laugh this time