idk what this is don't ask me

J-Hope: *slightly traumatized*  I just saw the weirdest thing ever while passing Jungkook’s room…

Taehyung: What?

J-Hope: Jimin was…twirling…while only wearing an oversized white shirt…

Jungkook: *gets up abruptly off the couch and knocks his knee on the coffee table* Ummm, I-I gotta go…umm…s-sort out the shirts in my closet! Cause’ it’s a mess! Right Jin hyung!? You’re always telling me to clean it up so let me go do it now!

 *leaves hurridly while clutching knee*

Yoongi: *scoffs* More like sort Jimin out of his shirt…

Jin: …But he cleaned it yesterday…

Taehyung: *starts singing loudly* CAUGHT IN A LIEEEEEEE~

J-Hope: *slightly more traumatized*

i know this is probably the most predictable post i’ve ever made but here’s why joey’s very relatable and why you guys should stop dragging me for loving him so much

1. very sleepy

goodnight preds

goodnight joey

2. loves dogs

that’s doug. joey bought a giant teddy bear from costco for him and its name is bubbles

and here’s his previous dog lily

3. very affectionate?

(x) boop

(x) now that is what i call a great hug

4. ???

(note the smile too wow)

(both from x)

5. incapable of not smiling

and if you ask me that’s exactly what angels looks like?

6. loves his lineys

laying out the facts

i don’t know about you but personally the jofa line is probably the best thing that has ever happened to me

7. hates kesler

icons only…

(x)

8. always speaks too soon

9. overcame bad hairstyle decisions, as in went from this: (x)

to this:

which imho is… inspirational.

this is maybe just 20% of all the reasons i love him so follow for more idk

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Request: Hello, dear Author. Can You do the following request. Hope it will interest You. Reader is a famous singer, whose voice gets is a voice of a angel, but she hides her face behind a mask. Newt running after niffler is in concert hall and heard her. He sees her singing and fell in love with voice. But she had an abusive boyfriend, who is heating her… and here can be any variation of action…

Word Count: 5,703

Pairing: Newt x Reader

Requested by Anonymous but tagging @caseoffics @red-roses-and-stories @dont-give-a-bother

WARNING: Allusions to an Abusive Relationship


The silver lights cast the room in a sultry glow that drapes over the red plush seats and diamond-and-pearl covered guests like a silken shawl. Their conversations, soft under the intimidation of the glow, drift languidly toward the high ceiling of the theater and mingle together as they wander through the room.

A soft jazz tune weaves through the crowd, no more than a lazy cat no one pays much attention to as it sneaks over their heels and between the legs of their black slacks. The song wafts from the open orchestra pit, a moat between the seats and the massive wooden stage that juts out, looming in front of the crowd, a stage with such a history of grandeur that few agree to step onto it.

Some women shift in their seats in an attempt to peer around the velvet curtains that guard the back of the stage, separating audience and artist for now. They murmur to one another, wondering if the brave artist is back there, hidden in the folds of the shadows, listening to the conversations swirling around. Their chairs squeak as they move, trying to earn the first glimpse of the acclaimed performer with the voice of a cherubim.

They never see her, though, never notice you as you lean against the cool stone wall and try to understand the bits of muffled conversation that amble past you. Your eyes are shut, arms wrapped around your stomach, while you take slow breaths in through your nose, let them out through your mouth. The terror you’d known your first time on stage still haunts you, a ghost you can never rid yourself of no matter the amount of glowing reviews in newspapers or number of sold out concert halls. Terror is a constant in your life, one of the only constants you’ve known for the past four years.

Two hands wrap around your waist, covering your own hands, a wave of thick cologne that ruins your slow breathing and causes you to cough accompanying them.

Theo’s hot breath, smelling of cigarettes and whiskey, scrapes across the side of your face. “You know you’re not supposed to hang out side stage before the show, darling.”

“I needed a break.” You murmur as his stubble scratches your cheek and his chin digs into your shoulder.

“Your wardrobe team tore backstage apart looking for you. They want to get you ready.” He tugs you against his chest.

“They have plenty of time.”

“They need to start soon or you won’t look radiant tonight.”

The insult doesn’t upset you, not anymore. “What does it matter how I look if they’re here for my voice?”

His fingertips dig lightly into your stomach. “No one wants to listen to an ugly person sing. You need to shine, darling. We’ve been over this.”

The bile in your stomach simmers and you feel sick, but you nod at his words. “I’ll meet with wardrobe soon.”

He presses a rough kiss against your exposed neck. “Don’t be long. They need to get to work or we’re paying them for nothing.”

“I know, love.” You whisper as his arms unwrap from around you with one final squeeze.

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So Minecraft..

How many of you lovely sugar cookies play it?

Edit: I guess some of you should be made aware that I was talking to my followers only and was seeing if anyone wanted to join me on the PC version. I’m well aware of how many people play it, it was just a way to hang with my followers. XD
  • naruto: idk i think i dont really wanna be hokage anymore
  • sasuke: huh?
  • naruto: i mean like. it was kind of a kiddy dream, right? i don't really think i want the job, i don't think i'd be very good at it. i just wanted the acknowledgement, really, but i've got that! and i've got friends, and family... i think i'm good.
  • sasuke: that's good, then.
  • naruto: but idk what else to do with my life if i don't do that, you know? that was the whole plan.
  • sasuke: are you asking me for advice?
  • naruto: i mean, i guess?
  • sasuke: dude i didn't plan to live past like, max 17. i'm wingin' absolutely everything here.
  • naruto: dude
  • sasuke: why do you think all my decisions are so poorly thought out?
  • naruto: because you're stupid?
  • sasuke: shut the fuck up

anonymous asked:

So, y'know how Red always barges through trying to get to Keith when he's physically hurt? I like to think Blue does the same for Lance, but when he's emotionally heart. Badly hurt. So, like: "Lance, you're a crappy pilot and you don't deserve to be on Team Voltron- you disappoint your fami--" "WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT MY SON???" and that's the last we heard from the insultee.

some galra, trying to be evil or whatever idk what’s the plot of most langst fics: you will never be as good as anyone on team voltron. you are pathetic. you-

the blue lion, sticking her head through the hull of the ship: what the actual fuck did you just say about lance