if this were true

SEVENTEEN Radio China Line
  • The8: *speaking Mandarin in a very "standard" radio-like tone* Time flies, in a blink of an eye, it's already been two years. In these two years, we've especially gone through a lot of things; hopefully you will continue to walk this road together, and grow with us. Lastly, I hope you will sleep soundly tonight. Good night.
  • Jun: *imitating his tone in Mandarin* All right, why are you making your voice like this?

“Can I copy your homework?”
“Yeah, just change it up a bit so it looks like you didn’t copy”

anonymous asked:

how much do Sam and Erik hate each other & do they bond over being annoyed at Matthew

Sam and Erik glance at one another, confusion all over them.

“What on earth makes you think we hate each other?” Erik asks.

“Yeah, Uzzie and I wreak havoc on Zecaeru,” Sam scoffs with a smirk.

Erik stands up a bit straighter. “It may come as a surprise to some, but I can hold my own when it comes to causing trouble with Aomaris. He and I were the true hellraisers in out youth.”

Sam snickers. “The fuckin’… exploding dausy bushes…!”

“Oh Beelzabub, you remember those!?” Erik slapped a hand over his mouth to muffle his giggling.

“Dude, how could anyone not remember!? You ruined James’ target training and dad flipped his goddamn lid! Even Zecaeru wouldn’t have done something that ballsy!”

Erik had to look away to contain his laughter.

Marichat May - Akumatized Chat

She couldn’t begin to fathom how this happened.

How did it happen?

That was what she wanted to know.

How could have her kitty become corrupted by Hawkmoth.

Standing on her balcony, Marinette watches as sirens and smoke is seen and heard in the distance of Paris.  She was confused and heartbroken when the claims were true that her black knight was taken by the villain, Hawkmoth.

Though heartbroken that her kitty was trapped, she couldn’t help but notice that something was off when she watched him on the news channels earlier in the evening.

What could have happened that caused Chat to become a target of Hawkmoth’s akumas.

As if her conscious spreading the desire to have her love beside her, Marinette looks over to a set of buildings in the distance to see a familiar silhouette jumping across the Parisian rooftops.

Expecting and hoping to see her partner coated in his usual black cat suit, one that she has adored more so through the last year in half as both their suits have changed as they’ve matured.  Gone with the simple plain suit, Chat’s updated suit resembles of an armored dirt biker.  It’s the best simple description Marinette could ever think of when she first spots her handsome cat.

His suit decked with patted armor along his arms and legs, a section running along his back, his boots thicker but patted to give him a stronger ability of silent stealth.  Even his belt tail is thicker, a few inches longer to accommodate his taller height.

Even akumatized Marinette couldn’t doubt Chat still looked as handsome even when coated in white.  Even his spiked hair matches along his suit sends goosebumps to Marinette as her boyfriend, her partner lands on her balcony.

Part of her wishes she turned into Ladybug earlier as soon as she found out her partner was running around akumatized. The hurt and guilt that consumes her that her partner standing in front of her doesn’t have a clue that Ladybug is standing in front of him.

Her eyes spot the glistening of blood smeared on Chat’s left side and left hand.  She gasps at the sight.  

“Chat.”  Marinette begins to move forward when Chat gives a reassuring smile.

“I’m alright, my princess.”

“What happened?”  Marinette lowers her hands away from him as she cradles them against her chest.  “What’s going on?”

Chat moves closer and wraps his arms around his lover.

Marinette releases her hands and lays them flat against the cool leather like suit of his chest.  Looking up to him, Chat rests his forehead against Marinette’s.

“Hawkmoth thinks he can control me.  He dares think he can manipulate me at my lowest.  That coward will fall at my hands.  That idiot thought he could force his powers on me after I denied him.”  Chat takes a deep breath has he nuzzles his nuzzles his nose against hers and the side of her cheek.  “I am tired of being controlled.  And not even Hawkmoth will I crumble.”

Marinette leans back and looks up at Chat and sees warmth gleaming within his now purple colored eyes.  “H-he forced you.”

“He tried.  I am using his own creation and power against him.  I’ve been chasing him today, though he slipped away from me.” The blood she saw on him must have come from Hawkmoth.  She doubted it was from a civilian as she recalls not seeing any information released about civilian injuries or causalities.

“I’m scared, Chat.”  Marinette tightens her hold around his waist as she nuzzles her head in the space of his neck.  “I’m scared I’m going to lose you.”

Chat returns the hold as he leans his head on the top of hers.  Bending slightly, he leaves a chaste kiss on her temple.  “You will not lose me, princess.  I made a promise to you in the beginning that I would protect you and that you would never lose me.”

Chat leans away so he could look at her. Placing his thumb and index finger to cradle her chin, he moves her head until Marinette was looking at him. “Will you let me continue that promise, Mari?”

Looking at his eyes, Marinette could see the truth and sincerity gleaming within.  Her partner has never once done anything that has deemed him to be unfaithful or untrustworthy.  And like another akuma battle, Marinette is going to follow and listen to her partner. Everything will work out in the end.

“Of course, mon minou.”

Unzipping one of his pockets on his suit, Chat pulls out a white butterfly and places it next to her spudded earrings.  The butterfly disappears into her earrings as a white glow forms around Marinette.

With the silver sparkles clearing, Marinette’s clothes were replaced with a feminine version of Chat’s white suit.  Though a lose sported skirt hangs from her waist and traits down a little past her knees.  She had leggings underneath where they disappeared into her own sported pawed boots.  Her blue midnight hair loosely messed and in a high ponytail, Marinette’s eyes gleamed into a beautiful purple to match her beloved partner.

Chat takes her hand and places a kiss to her gloved knuckles.

“My purrincess.  My Marinette.”

Marinette raises her free hand and rests it against his cheek.  Leaning up, Marinette places her now purple coasted lips to Chat’s for a quick lover’s kiss.

“Let’s go catch ourselves a corrupted butterfly, chaton.”

anonymous asked:

how di we find out that harry and louis met in the bathrooms and that their first words were oops and hi ? CAUSE LIKE IK ITS TRUE BUT I WANNA SEE THE SOURCES

it’s kind of a headcanon but there’s a lot of support to the point where it’s practically canon anyway

my mom sent me a pic of some lizards she saw on her run that she described as “chunky and healthy” and they were…one true ally


“I dreamed you’d come back for me…”

“It was like I was in a dream too. I forgot everything. But even though I didn’t remember you—I felt your presence… and I knew that I would never be complete unless those shadows were brought into the light.”

SKAM S04E06 Clip 3 - Fake Fake Fake

EVA: I wanted to write a causerie, but I’m not funny at all. I think it’s really difficult.

NOORA: I don’t even get what a causerie is.

EVA: I was really struggling. It’s like.. It doesn’t even matter whether I have a good day when we have a mock exam. I feel like it’s..


EVA: Are you joining us? Sana!

SANA: Huh?

EVA: Are you joining us for McDonalds?

SANA: No, I’m reading for my mock exam.

NOORA: Okay. Should we buy you something?

SANA: No, no thanks.

EVA: Yes.. Talk to you later.


EVA: I’m sooo hungry.

NOORA: Me too!

ISAK: Have Sara stolen your friends or something?

SANA: Huh? No!

ISAK: No? Okay, I’m kidding. Fake, fake, fake, fake. Ugh, girls. Sara doesn’t even like Vilde.

SANA: How do you know?

ISAK: Because she talks shit about her.

SANA: To you?

ISAK: Mhm.

SANA: Are you and Sara friends or something?

ISAK: We were in a relationship.

SANA: That’s true. How could you even stand dating her?

ISAK: No, good question.. It wasn’t a very sexual relationship, to put it that way. We mostly chatted. Looking back on that relationship, I was more of an online therapist than a boyfriend. I would’ve loved some payment for all that time I spent reading shit talk about russ friends and stuff. I couldn’t give more of a fuck. Hey! Sister species are species which are determined morphologically?

SANA: No. Sister species are species which are similar in exterior traits, but which can be completely different genetically.

ISAK: I’m gonna go hang myself.

50 ways bellarke has said "I love you" (without saying I love you)
  1. “I need you.”
  2. “We need each other.”
  3. “Together.”
  4. “I trust you.”
  5. “You left me.”
  6. “I can’t lose you too.”
  7. “You won’t be by yourself.”
  8. “I’m sorry.”
  9. “Get some sleep.”
  10. “You’re forgiven.”

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“This is not the life I would have chosen for myself. I wish there had been someone to vote no for me.”