i'll be here with my bff

  • Sirius: Moony isn't here, and I'm just really scared. It would really help me feel better if I could just crawl into bed with you for a few minutes.
  • James: Are you gonna touch my wiener or are you gonna leave my wiener alone?
  • Sirius: I'll leave your wiener alone.
  • James: BFFs. Get over here.

besties bestIES BESTIES

…or OT3?

10 days and it’d be 2 months.

60 nights and days of almost no communication, distance, not knowing how you are, what’s on your mind, what you’ve been up to.

Not knowing how you feel, what you think, telling you about what’s been going on here. Of you not reading messages, not answering calls, not replying texts.

Sometimes I think you really don’t realise how much I actually need my best friend.

And yet.. I wait. I hope. I love.

—  The introvert extrovert friendship // Depthdelver.tumblr.com
The Lying Detective: A Summary
  • toby jones as disposable villain who isn't moriarty #5: I am SUPER EVIL
  • sherlock: i'm high and suicidal and apparently that's humorous! come fellow suicidal friend, let's tell my brother to fuck off
  • *later*
  • therapist: how's the baby?
  • john: I HAVE A BABY?? oh wait yeah :(
  • mary apparition: honestly bro u trippin ballz
  • *later*
  • sherlock, also trippin ballz: to quote hamlet, fucking nope?????
  • mrs hudson: *is suddenly james bond, shoves sherlock in the boot, drops him into john's lap* you forgot this
  • john: i don't care
  • sherlock: *drinking from a flower vase* apparently my abusive suicidal drug use is still v humorous at this point!! lmao i'm gonna die in 2 weeks
  • *later*
  • toby jones as disposable villain who isn't moriarty #5: *holds up a bowl of cornflakes* i'm a CEREAL killer! get it?? do you tho???? imagine if my bff the queen murdered people anyway i'm really evil in case u forgot
  • kids in hospital: and spider-man couldn't come visit us because????
  • *later*
  • faith: hi :)
  • sherlock: shit i did the bad decsioning oh well i'll do it more btw i'm STILL suicidal and overdosing
  • john: ...
  • john: you waNNA FKN GO M8???
  • sherlock, bleeding, still suicidal and now bashed by his best friend: this is all my fault and totally portraying a healthy friendship between two people that isn't abusive
  • toby jones as disposable villain who isn't moriarty #5: btw guys i am still over here being EVIL
  • *later*
  • mary: sherlock my guy my pal, if you could lean into your fatal manic abuse of drugs and depression so you can be pals with my husband that'd be tight of u go get wrecked lov u
  • sherlock: i wanna die
  • toby jones as disposable villain who isn't moriarty #5: murdering people IS SO FUN!! I AM CLEARLY SO SO EVIL RN!
  • john: fuk u m8
  • sherlock: omg thanks for coming to save me at the last minute even tho i have been suicidal and overdosing from literally the start of this episode.
  • john: ur a dick
  • mary ghost: lol he should wear the hat
  • *later*
  • sherlock: *apparently still has irene's orgasm as his text alert even tho he apparently never texts her back and it would expose her as still being alive*
  • john: aw thats cute! happy birthday btw speaking of texting i too was texting a hoe
  • sherlock: aw damn :( sucks bro :(
  • john: yeah ikr??? mary's dead but i still wish i'd done more than text my side-hoe i am literally saying that ur relationship with irene adler is the same as this
  • sherlock: *literally does and says nothing*
  • mary apparition: lmao i'm dead!
  • john: basically, life is short so u should text her back anyway i'm gonna cry now
  • sherlock: aw :( life sucks :( let's hug it out while a montage revealing that your bus-hoe and therapist was my secret sister who has literally never existed before now and that my brother gets laid apparently these 2 things are relevant to the montage
  • john: *sobbing* btw i don't think u killed mary
  • sherlock: that's okay! u only beat the living shit out of me for it so badly i had to be hospitalized before!! this is literally gaslighting but whatevs its okay we're hugging i guess
  • toby jones as disposable villain who isn't moriarty #5: lolololololol i am still EVILLLL
  • mary apparition: wear the hat
  • sherlock: kay :p
  • sherlock: btw bestiie it's totally okay that u bashed me and cheated on ur wife like.... me texting the only person i romantically love and u being a cheating asshat are basically the same we r all human and i have been psychologically abused and traumatized to the point where i think that's totally fine :)
  • john: cool! anywho!! i just remembered i have a kid and i've left it with friends even tho one of the main points of this ep was that i have no one so ig2g
  • *later*
  • euros/sherrington/whateverthefuck: bye now time for u to have the death i am another classic case of moffatiss villainizing women, showing their mysogyny and incapability of creating female characters independent of male ones :)

peepers is so expressive and just. sylvia. is so done. i just. i cant. 

heres some more.. 

look at him.. puffing his smol chest out

(click for captions yo)

sombra-avocados-es-dulces  asked:

OMG your comics are perfect! Also... I will totally pay for a print of DoMomfist throwing the baguette at Widow for fucking up recycling. Like my BFF needs it on her kitchen wall because she's such a recycling monster. Serious. I'll pay. It'll be a wedding gift.

WHEEZE oh snap you are serious. Gunna be honest here in saying I don’t really know how to make prints and stuff like that. If I did I would honor your request in a heartbeat. Thank you all the same.
If you know how to print things I give you the permission just this once to print it yourself, no need to pay me. Just the thought of DoMomfist hanging on someone’s fridge warms my heart.

Rewatching the first appearance Jellal/Siegrain like...
  • Me: "He totally posed for that entrance for like a half hour. Because even though he’s Siegrain right there, dude has no chill."
  • BF: "Seriously. Honestly he probably tried different poses for the half hour."
  • Siegrain : “Here let me stage a dramatic entrance for my secret love Erza.”
  • "Maybe like this?"
  • "Or should I drape myself in a chair?"
  • "Nah that's to presumptuous."
  • BFF: "Like seriously. I can see him pacing around and then he hears her and is like, 'Shit shit, I didn't pick one uh..... I'll just lean against this chair.'
  • Me: "'Oh shit she’s coming!'"
  • "Seriously though."

anonymous asked:

Being the low key sexual bffs with Luke like "hey let's sext" and it's sarcastically going "I'll seduce you with my mad Fifa skills and my inability to do a cartwheel" and then ur like "UGH SO HOT here's my lingerie *sends photo of a person dressed as a trash can*"


internet best friend!5sos night with asickburnout​, send in/tag us in your blurbs!

anonymous asked:

Two months ago I lost my virginity to a boy who used to be my bff, we were at his house drinking and we ended up making out in his bed, he undressed me and he started fingering me while saying "you like that don't u?" and he kept repeating that until I answered, he then made me taste myself and fucked me so good it got me screaming and his dad was in the room next door so he tried to cover my mouth with his hand, then he choked me and it was so ficking hot, I'll never forget my first time

3x15 suggestions
  • Chipped Marcus: *I will kill you all kids*
  • Indra: *Shush you puppy, stop it and come here bro you have to wake up!*
  • C. Marcus: *Wait...who the fuck are you?*
  • Indra: *I am like your BFF? DUH!*
  • C. Marcus: *You are? I am not sure about this...*
  • Indra: *Come on bro we need to take that fucking chip out of your mind and your wife too*
  • C. Marcus: *My wife? I don't have a wife...*
  • Indra: *Technically no...you are right but I'll make sure that you will marry her after we have destroyed the evil bitch*
  • C. Marcus: *Who are you talking about?*
  • Indra: *Your wife...I mean Abby for God's sake*
  • C. Marcus: *Abby? I don't think that she want to marry me*
  • Indra: *Yeah...for sure...*
  • C. Marcus: *What?*
  • Indra: *Nothing, just shut up and follow me!*
  • Me: *Indra I have faith in you*

anonymous asked:

If I'm wrong then I'll eat my words, but here's what I keep thinking about the Bafta pic, "That awkward moment when your BFF and costar grooms you while you hold her, meanwhile you alleged SOs are inside the venue waiting for you."

hahahahaha ACCURATE. or that awkward moment when your boyfriends co-star wins a major award and spends half her speech thanking your boyfriend and then calls your boyfriend her partner every day. oh, and the camera keeps panning back to your boyfriend during the speech. and your boyfriend looks like he’s trying not to cry. should I go on?

Originally posted by animatedtext

I am water.
My dreams, my hopes, my pain,
my friendships with no gain;
Whatever I held on until this day
Will all be swept away,
while you, my friend, are watching without falter.
I am water.

I am water.
By tragedy our friendship is no more.
And still you’re waiting for me at the shore.
This can’t be, even if we tried to be…one (,) of us must go.
And even though I wish it were not so
nothing I could say or do would alter.
I am water.

But your fire!
Your mere presence brings me agony,
still I let your flames wash over me.
Every child knows: fire and water don’t mix well.
But together we can face this hell,
since freedom is our hearts desire.
Oh, your fire!

But your fire.
And though in your heat my body dissipates,
I’ll cross this distance my dearest friend so hates.
Together fighting, suffering a sickness none can cure.
Hear my words, friend, when I say our love is pure.
A mind could not procure a pain so dire,
Just your fire.

Flaming water…
„The ocean is my reason to pull through and be strong.“
I say naively, not realising it was you all along.
Don’t be sad. It’s alright. I knew we’d part, so I told lies.
But the Ocean that I sought was always in your eyes.
I’ll give you strength, but please, just make it end this slaughter!
With flaming water.

fire and water will never mix.
Sadly, that is something I can’t fix.
But know that you’ve made my hell of a life, a life worth living
through all of your relentless giving.
From up here, your smile still looks charmin’.
Forever your friend, Armin.



A little poem for Armin tribute week Day 2: Elements.

Hello guys, 2014 is done and 2015 is starting, so I just wanna say thanks to this people

tyleroakley i know you’re not reading this, but anyway, YOU made my year and mb it’s sounding like sth crazy, but without you i’d not writing it rn and you made me a good person, made me believe in my dreams and do what i like, so thank u so much Ty

peace-out-little-munchkins thirstyfortroyler hellatronnor troylersheart tylerslittleshit tyleroakleyismyqueen tronnorissocoollike the-fault-in-our-youtubers littleconnflakes troylermeetsworld troylermakesmyday tillysivan18

you guys my best friends and i dont know who am i for u, but you’re my bff

and also troyesivan and connorfranta thank u daddys

anonymous asked:

Who are your bfs here on tumblr?

Well, @stannie-is-on-fire and @earthalchemist were my very first tumblr friends. 

I consider @90suki,@kato-ist-wie-latte, @cynicallyneutral, @the-fangirlcube-in-the-urltube@maylovelies@nicaniiluv, @mika-yuu-ons@binarysystems@kokoromika@doburuhime @queenofspades1, @isabellelightwhip and @bpdmikaelahyakuya to be my friends… 

@hyakuyahime is my soulmate tbh

@chandra2case is always there for me when I’m sad *cries*

@kamennokishi is my cousin(rl) and the one who ruined my life

I’ve been talking to @chileanli just recently and they are so kind

@mikaisyuu is, like, one of my favorite blogs in this fandom 

Recently met @schntgaispocks and I already love her

I really look up to  @ihavetobenkyou, @rindartist, @sensendameda, @emotionallyexhaustedfish and @justasafehaven31

@dreamersthings is so peaceful…

I like @alejaosbastardos@yumeimoon, @minimalisticallymika, @skyish-eyes, @pastel-vamp and @bakuracakes even though we don’t talk much.

I love @mikaisatop’s blog and what little I talked to her

@blueherondale is my favorite writer and someone I really like as well…

@michimichi-cocopop saved my life(?

I haven’t been talking to @juliaphantomhive, @melaniedays, @matsuokasenpaii, @miyanoai, @namienamae, @otakutheo or @chuunikun in a while but I really liked talking to them… Also @yandere–mika is my only Argentinian friend in the fandom. Hello from the same side(?

@sebastian-cds and @cshiiusagii095 are also my friends(rl)…

Okay, it got really long, but a lot of people kept popping up in my head haha sorry about that! I will post it before I remember someone else!

I'll Love Her Tomorrow ~ A Niall Horan Imagine

Could I have a personal niall imagine where we are childhood bffs and then we start falling for each other lol or something like that my name is Erin btw

Sure, Erin! Here you go! ~~Trayana~~


You were visiting your best friend Niall, while he was on tour. You always had some feelings for Niall, but you decided to push them away so you could preserve yours and Niall’s friendship.

“Erin!” You heard Niall, call. You turned around and you were swept off your feet into a hug.

“Niall!” You exclaim, hugging him back. “It’s been so long!” He says, setting you down. “It has.” You agree.

“Come along!” Niall exclaims and helps you with your bag. You thank Niall and follow him outside and into his van.

“You excited?” Niall asks you, excitedly. “For what?” You ask him, confused. “That club I texted you about. Remember, it’s called ‘No Limits’, or something. I texted you about it.” Niall explains.

“Niall, you didn’t text me about a club.” You admit. “Yes, I did.” Niall argues.

“No, you didn’t.” You argue.

“Yes, I did.” Niall says.

“No, you didn’t.” You persist.

“Yes, I- didn’t. Oh god, I never told you about it. I am so sorry, Erin.” Niall groans and puts his head in his hands.

“It’s okay, Niall.” You rub his shoulder. “But, when are we going?” You ask.

Niall mutters something incomprehensible to you. “What was that?” You ask, confused.

“We’re actually going to the club, now.” He whispers the last part. “Now?!” You groan. “I’m sorry, Erin.” Niall says.

You look at Niall and see that his eyes are filled with regret and sadness. To be honest, he just looked a tad upset.

“It’s okay, Niall.” You sigh, making Niall beam with happiness. “We’re here!” The driver exclaims.

Niall leaps out of the car, as do you, and you follow him inside. “C'mon, Erin. The boys are already in here!” Niall exclaims, pulling you along. He helps you weave through the sweaty bodies on the dance floor as you two try to make it to they boys’ table.

“ERIN! NIA-NIALL!” A very drunk Louis runs into you and Niall. “Hey, Lou.” Niall laughs. “Are you drunk?” You ask, also laughing.

“Very.” Louis admits and hops onto the dance floor. You and Niall laugh as you watch as a drunk Louis runs into the crowd and as a worried Eleanor races after him.

“C'mon.” Niall laughs, taking your hand and leading you to the boys’ table. “Hey, lads!” Niall says, taking a seat.

You take a seat next to Niall and watch as the rest of the boys erupt in conversation.

About ten minutes later, Niall and Harry are at the bar, Liam’s in the bathroom, and you were deep in conversation with Zayn.

“So, how’s Perrie?” You ask, genuinely interested. “She’s good. It’s been a little difficult considering that we’re both touring, but we work it out.” He explains, happily.

“So, how’s you and Niall?” Zayn asks. “Niall and I aren’t-” you get cut off by a semi-drunk Niall dragging you away.

Zayn laughs and wiggles his eyebrows as Niall pulls you onto dance floor. “Dance wit’ me!” Niall says, into your ear.

“Niall, you’re-” He interrupts you. “C'mon, Erin!” Niall says and starts grinding on you.

“You’re drunk.” You reluctantly pull away. “Let’s get a drink!” Niall drags you to the bar.

“Vo-vodka!” Niall exclaims to the bartender, who nods and pulls out two shot glasses. The bartender hands Niall the Vodka bottle and two shot glasses.

“Niall…” You sigh. “Just one!” He begs. “Fine. One.” You give in.

Two hours later, you are practically carrying Niall back to a taxi. “I need to call Erin.” He grumbles.

“Niall…” You groan, helping him through the parking lot. “But, I need to call Erin and tell her I love her!” Niall stomps.

You stop in your tracks and look at the drunk Irishman. “Niall, you’re drunk. You don’t love m-Erin.” You say, voice breaking slightly.

“Yes I do!” He stomps, again. “I’ll love her today, and t-t-tomorrow! I’ll even love her when I’m-I’m throwing up.” Niall stumbles and stops to vomit. He wipes his mouth with his shirt and stands back up.

“I still love her.” He mumbles as you help him into a taxi.

After you’ve safely reached the hotel and paid the driver, you help Niall up to his room and help him get into his bed.

“I love you, Erin.” He whispers and strokes your cheek.

“I love you too, Niall.” You say and kiss his forehead as he falls into a deep sleep.

I'll be with you through it all. Tony Perry Imagine

You’re Tony Perry’s BFF and he comes home from tour to find out you have cancer. He promises to stick by your side. Maybe he even confesses his love?


As I’m sitting in a room full of people I finally hear my name called. I get up and follow the nurse to a room. 

“Now, tell me why you’re here.” She said sweetly. 

“I’m getting a really sharp pain in my side. I don’t really know what it is and it’s been like this for a few days.” I say pointing to my side. 

“Okay.” She says as she write things down. 

She took my temperature, blood pressure, and reflexes. 

“Everything is good. I’ll send this in and your doctor should be here shortly.” She smiles. 

“Okay. Thank you.” I fake smile. 

I sit in the room for twenty minutes until finally a doctor came in.

“Hello, so you have a pain in your side?” He asked. 

“Yes, for a few days now.” I say. 

“Okay.” He says grabbing gloves. “Let’s take a look." 

I lay on my side as the doctor touches around my side. I flinch once he get to my hip area. 

"I think we should do x-rays.” He says seriously. 

“Really? Is everything okay?” I ask nervously. 

“Let’s just make sure.” He says writing some things down. “Follow me." 

We leave the room and travel across the hospital to another wing. I get changed into a hospital gown and lay on a table. 

They take a few x-rays and then I am sent to change and go to another room. 

I wait in the room for an hour until, finally, the doctor come back. 

‘How’s everything?” I ask anxiously. 

"Not too good. It seems that you have some kind of tumor in your side.” He says with concern in his voice.

“How did it get there? Can we get rid of it?” I ask, trying not to cry.

“From what we see, it looks like cancer. We’re going to have you stay the night. We’re going to take some blood and do some more tests.” He says to me.

I try so hard not to cry, but as soon as he looks into my eyes, I lose all control.

“What am I going to do?” I cry.

“We will cross the road when we get there. For now, we’re going to get you a room so you can get some sleep. Do you have anyone to call to grab something for you or keep you company?” The doctor asks.

“No, he’s out of town.” I say quietly.

How am I going to tell Tony? He’s on tour right now. Telling him now will just distract him. He comes home in a week, it’ll probably be best to tell him then.

The doctor takes me to my own private room.

“Now, I’ll get to results tomorrow and I’ll come straight to you and let you know.” He smiles.

“Thank you.” I half smile. 

“Good night.” He says before leaving the room and closing the door behind him.

I lay down and hear my phone ring. I look and it’s Tony.

“Hello?” I answer nervously.

“Hey Y/N! What’s up?” Tony asks. 

“Oh, nothing much. What about you?” I ask. 

“Nothing much. We just finished a show and I was thinking about you.” Tony says sweetly. 

“Aw! How was the show?” I ask, blushing a little. 

“It was great! What are you doing tonight?” Tony asks. 

“Oh, um, nothing. I don’t feel well.” I lie. 

“What’s wrong?” He asks. 

“Nothing, just a cold. I actually have to go, text me?” I quickly say. 

“Oh, okay. Bye.” He says before hanging up. 

It’s impossible to lie to Tony. I always cave in and tell what’s really happening, but I know I can’t. 

I turn the TV on and watch it until I fall asleep. 

-Next day-

I get woken up by nurses entering my room. Behind the nurses is my doctor. 

“So?” I say terrified.

“I am sorry to inform you that you have cancer.” He says quietly.

My whole body freezes up. I can’t move, speak, or even cry. I’m numb.

“I’m sorry.” Is the only think I can hear the doctor say.

My body starts shaking and I can feel tears rushing down my face. I cry out in pure pain. 

The doctor sits there and lets me take it all in. Once I’m able to speak a little he stands up.

“We’re going to send you home. We want you to come back on Friday. We have to discuss treatment.” My doctor says.

“Am I going to die?” I ask with tears pouring down my face.

“You never know. God works in mysterious ways.” He says with a smile. “Go home, take this all in. I will see you in three days to talk about treatment. Okay?”

I nod, still trying to piece myself together.

I grab my things and drive home. As soon as I get home, I go to my bed and cry for hours.

Before I know it, it’s Thursday but I don’t care. I’m probably dying. Why should I care what day it is or how I spend it?

I go to the bathroom to freshen up when I hear my front door open. I freeze and stay completely quiet. 

“Y/N?” I hear a familiar voice yell from the living room. 

I walk out of my room and see Tony standing in the hallway. 

“Tony?!” I say in disbelief. 

I run and jump into his arms. 

“What are you going here?” I ask with excitement. 

“We got off early and you were acting weird yesterday.” Tony says hugging me tightly. 

“Yeah, sorry about that.” I say looking down. 

“What’s wrong?” Tony asks, sitting down on my couch. 

“Nothing.” I lie. 

“Don’t you dare lie to me. Sit down and talk to me.” Tony demands. 

I sit down next to him and stare at the floor. 

“So.” I say taking a deep breath.“I went to the doctor the other day and well, I have a tumor in my side." 

"What?” Tony whispers. 

“And.” I say with tears filling my eyes. “It’s cancer." 

I look at Tony and he just is sitting there. I stare at him and he finally looks at me and I notice tears in his eyes. 

"How bad is it?” He whispers. 

“I don’t know. I have to go for treatment. I find out tomorrow.” I quietly say. 

“Can…can I come?” He stutters. 

“Sure.” I smile slightly.  

Tony leans over and hugs me tightly. 

“It’ll be okay.” He whisper.

As soon as he wraps his arms around me, I lose it. I start sobbing into his shoulder. 

“I’m so scared.” I cry. 

“I’ll be with you through it all. I promise.” Tony whispers. 

“Will you stay the night?” I ask in between sobs. 

“Sure.” Tony says while wiping away his tears and then mine. 

*Part II Anyone? Message me if I should do a Part II! It’s too long for one. I hope this was okay!*