im sorry this is such a stupid joke

everything was fine

okay so!!!! im on mobile ( which is very sucky im sorry ) but i saw this post by @keith-sexual it’s basically about langst ( my personal favorite ) and lance’s insecurities. it inspired me to write this short snippet that might actually become a fic cause i just fell in love with this idea. anyway to the fic ٩(ಥ‿ಥ)و


It was silent as if he hadn’t said anything, to begin with. Lance’s smile suddenly disappeared into thin air and the small laugh that was about to burst out that usually does when he makes such a stupid joke is gone. He looks down at the ground and goes completely silent, only Hunk glancing over with a worried look before the rest of the team continued to talk about the strategy. Even as Lance heard opportunities to get a small grin out of Keith, or make Pidge giggle, he remained quiet. And even as there was a minor flaw in their plan, he didn’t mention a better spot for him to shoot from instead and allowed them to mistakenly put him in a terrible position.

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A brief apology to all of my friends who had to sit through me sending them stupid valentines cards that I made in three seconds flat. Above are my favorites, not featuring “lets be rowdy in the streets AND in the sheets” “Im not lying when I say I love you” and one horrible Bee Movie joke that will not be mentioned.

Tina and Newt’s relationship is very playful in the privacy of their own home and around close family. They’ll make smart remarks, say stupid jokes, and do little pranks on each other just to push each other’s buttons. During business meetings or when Newt has to do some interview for his book, Tina is always there for him. Either sitting next to him, or standing by so he doesn’t feel too anxious.

From:
Tina: wow my skin looks good today
Newt: too bad we cant say the same about your cooking
Tina: *smacks Newt as he laughs*

To

Interviewer: how long have you been married Mr. Scamander?
Newt:…*looks off camera* im sorry, my wife is showing me 4 fingers but i thought it was 6 years.
Tina: *off camera* dated for 2 years, married for 4 years.
Newt: we fought like a married couple the moment we met so its hard to not count those 2 years, but yes, officially married for 4 years.

H E L L O!

Surprise surprise, im alive and i dissapeared which is literally common on this blog but this time, was for good reasons. Now, i don’t like to bore you with long speeches so i will get to the point with the highlighted letters and want to be honest in order to move on. Here i go:

I have problems dealing with emotions and anxiety and it got worse and led me to become ill various times and feel weaker and on the mood of doing absolutely nothing. In resume: my mental and physical health went to the floor and did break dance, it was awful. So i needed a big break to calm down and focus on selfcare.

I don’t want to worry you, now im better, stable and progressing on things i wasn’t able to do before and having good help :3. Means: i will be able to work on the blog again, i wont be so fast but there is going to be activity and comics back. Askbox and requests will be closed for the moment while i respond to pendant dusty asks and requests and work on new small amounts of new content.

Sorry if i dissapoint you and your hopes on new content and if you sent me any message im sorry for not responding as soon as you expected, and many thanks from my kokoro for waiting all this time and for supporting me with kind words, new followers and the blog by reblogs, thats so nice i freaking want to cry. Too nice for my body fghjkl.

In other news (no need to read if you don’t want to):

I want to confess that during this whole time i’ve been gone the only thing i have been drawing is Hamilton trash (and got into Heathers) and just like 3 or 4 doodles of Undertale… so prepare for Hamiltrash because that’s what the menú has.

Originally posted by schuylerpippa

I will be able to open donations soon yay! Commisons will be open whenever school stops being like a crying betch  i have enough time and open some slots to begin with, im actually excited at this point ;v;

Originally posted by shuubass

My internet conection got better which means Streams!! i don’t want to keep you waiting for new stuff so i will do streams so you can see progress on comics and random doodles. When? mostly on weekends in the morning and if im not sleepy, Friday nights. Some of them will be with mic on so you can listen at my stupid jokes, stories and me singing Hamilton.

Originally posted by wiiwiipyon

Get ready to see animations!, thats something i’ve been practicing and it doesnt look so bad even when its scrappy. Yes, i  really want to do Hamilton animatics, Heathers as well and would love to do animated memes.

And welp that’s what i remember on what i had to say. Thanks again to everyone who waited for a life sign of me and for writing and dedicating your time on something to show me

A month ago, me and my lovely sis @ravenlindberg watched “50 shades of grey” together. Dubbed. In japanese. With Kenjiru Tsuda playing Mr Grey. 

That was quite the ride. As in humour for the first 96 minutes and endless cringe after that. There’s a reason an amazing test like this exist XD

And I found the snapchatchats I did with poor @ashethehedgehog, it was also kind of a ride to go through again and I thought I would share some of it. Sorry for tormenting you like that ashe ;_;

In summation; the movie itself wasn’t good anywhere, and I fail to see how this can be classified as a romantic story, but hearing Kaibas voice to all of it was amazing, so I give the movie ten out of ten.

Commitment has always been scary for me. The thought of devoting myself to one person seemed impossible. I get bored too easily for that. But with you it was different. I could spend eternity listening to your voice, your laugh, and all your stupid little jokes.
Drunk

Fandom: Teenage mutant ninja turtles
Characters: Donnie, others mentioned
Relationship: Donnie/reader
Request: Hello! May I request a Tmnt fanfic with Donatello where the reader comes to the lair and finds the guys drunk, and when Donatello finds the reader, he’s very emotional and tells her that he loves her and gets super clingy. When he wakes up the next morning, maybe there’s some fluff between the reader and Donatello? Thanks!
You could hear singing in the sewer as you walked to the lair. Frowning, you continued to walk but at a faster pace, quickly realising it was Mikeys voice. He seemed to be screeching unknown lyrics, his words slurred. This could only mean one thing. He had had alcohol.
The thought of this sent you into a jog. The guys were hilarious when they were drunk. You had only seen it a few times before due to Splinter taking a lot of precautions. But the occasional bit of liquor slipped through, (sometimes because of you).
Grinning you pushed the door to the lair open to reveal Mikey balancing on the back of a sofa with a half eaten baguette in his hand using it as a mic while screaming lyrics.
You threw your head back with laughter as you saw Leo passed out in the corner with Raph getting dangerously close with a marker pen. You made a mental note to lock your door if you stayed tonight.
But you noticed Donnie was missing, then you heard a loud clutter from the corridor where his lab was.
Instantly, you darted to the lab and upon arriving, you found him on all fours, swaying slightly, as he looked under a table.
“Whatcha looking for?” You asked, holding your hands behind your back.
the second you spoke, Donnie jumped and bashed the back of his head against the underside of the table.
You quickly ran to his side, trying to hold your smiled back as you pulled him out. He fell backwards slightly so he was in a sitting position opposite you.
“Wh-what are you doing here?” He asked, rubbing the back of his head. His words, while better than Mikeys, were still slurred.
“I have the night off, remember? So I thought Id come bother you.” You giggled, playfully punching his arm. But Donnie frowned, looking like you had insulted him.
“You don’t bother me!” He slurred as he attempted to get up but wobbled. You quickly caught him and wrapped his arm around your neck.
“really?” You asked, looking up at him as you tried to maneuver him out the lab. Donnie had a habit of trying to make things when he was drunk. And this had resulted in a number of small explosions, cuts, bruises and burns. You didn’t want him to harm himself so you decided to escort him to his room before he hurt himself or Raph got to him.
“Yes, you are without a doubt, the most brilliant-ist thing in my life.” Donnie said. You smiled up at him. He was so sweet to you when he was drunk.
“Donnie, I don’t think brillinatist is a word.” You chuckled, shaking your head as the two of you swayed to the side slightly but you got yourself back on track.
“SEE!” Donnie almost yelled, pointing his free hand at you and taking you by surprise. “you’re so smart! So smart and pretty. Pretty pretty pretty.” He mumbled the last three words to himself as you couldn’t stop the small blush which he failed to notice.
“Where are we?” He asked, stopping suddenly. The fright made you trip over your feet and you tumbled to the ground with a thud. Before you could look up, you heard Donnie yell out “y/n” and then he fell to the right of you. You couldn’t stop your laughter as he scurried over to you.
“Are you okay? Did you break anything? Should we go to the hospital?” He fumbled over you, barley able to hold himself up.
“No, no, im fine, Donnie. I promise.” You giggled, batting his hands away slightly as they tried to touch yur arm to make sure you were fine.
“Ar-are you sure?” he asked as you managed to wriggle away from him and to your feet.
“Im sure.” You smiled, helping him up to his feet.
But this time, instead of his hand going around your shoulder, you felt him slip it round your waist. There was a tension hung in the air as he held his breath, waiting for you to push him away. But you didn’t.
You moved your hand around him to settle on the back of his hard shell in an attempt to help him with balance and the two of you continued on your little journey.
despite nearly falling and getting crushed by Donnie a couple of times, you managed to make it to his room with no more accident. Donnie seemed deep in thought the whole way but that didn’t stop him from asking if you were okay again and again, not that you minded.
“Here we are.” You said, using your free hand to push open his bedroom door.
But as you tried to pull him inside, he dug his feet into the ground.
“Whats wrong?” You asked, your eyes glancing around what you could see of the room in case there was a danger Donnie had noticed.
“I don’t want to.” Donnie hiccupped, trying to take a step back but you managed to stop him. You moved from his side and took both his hands in yours, trying to drag him inside.
“Why not?” you asked in a strained voice as you tried and failed ot pull him in.
“Because then you’ll leave.” Donnie mumbled, slouching slightly as you stopped pulling him. You stared at him, a little dazed at what he said. He looked genuinely upset, as if he could cry.
“Donnie-“ You started but you could finish your sentence as Donnie wrapped his arms around you in a crushing hug.
“Don’t leave me? Please, I love you. Don’t leave.” He begged as he started to sob onto your shoulder. If you were shocked before, you were utterly baffled now. Could he really love you like you had loved him all this time?
You had to mentally slap yourself as you remembered he was drunk. You had said your fair share of stupid things when you were drunk too but you knew he wouldn’t let you leave.
“Its fine, I promise. I’ll stay with you tonight.” You pulled back, smiling at him. His eyes went wide with disbelief as a smile dawned his face. He pulled back and grabbed your hand and pulled you inside his room and towards his bed.
before you could even protest, you were thrown in the bed and covers flung over you.
Blinking slightly, you sat up in Donnie bed to see him lying down on a small couch he had at the other side of his room.
“Donnie, I cant steal your bed. You sleep here and I’ll sleep on the couch.” You said as you attempted to get out his bed.
“No, you get the bed because you’re a princess.” Donnie mumbled as he buried his head into his pillow. You rolled your eyes, knowing there was no arguing with him. So you lay down in his massive bed, breathing in his scent which relaxed you.
Remembering Raph earlier, you quickly darted to the door and locked it to be on the safe side. As you tiptoed back to the bed, you noticed a blanket on the back of the sofa. You moved over to Donnie and pulled it down so it was covering him to keep him warm and you took his glasses off, placing them on a small table by the sofa. But he was already asleep. As you moved away, you heard him mumble “My princess” before letting out a soft snore.
turning back to him, you watched him sleep for a moment. He looked so peaceful and sweet. Then you clambered back into his bed, allowing yourself to fall into a sweet dream.
———————-time skip ————————-
When you woke, you heard a small groan from the other side of the room. You were still half asleep so it took you a moment to realise what had happened last night. Sitting up in the bed, you saw Donnie rolling onto his side, his head in his hands.
“Bad hangover?” You called out in a sleepy voice. Donnie jumped at your voice, his eyes landing on you in his bed. But his eyes softened as they fell on your sleepy appearance.
“[y/n]?” He asked, as if trying to make sure you were really there.
“Yup.” You giggled as you pushed the covers back and got out of the bed. You then grabbed his duvet and pulled it over to him, throwing it over him.
“What happened last night?” he asked, but you heard him chuckle as he sat up, the duvet falling away from his upper body.
You giggled, taking a seat at his feet.
“Im not 100% sure what happened before I got here. But when I came, Mikey was singing, Leo had passed out and Raph had a very menacing look with a marker.” You giggled at the memory. When you mentioned Raph, Donnies hand jumped up to his face, feeling to see if he could tell if he had marker on his face.
“Its okay. I locked the door.” You nodded to the door as you spoke, seeing him visibly relax. “Anyway, I came to find you and you were in some state in the lab. So I brought you back here. You took some persuading. You wouldn’t even come in the room unless I stayed. Sorry for stealing your bed but you were having none of it.” You giggled, avoiding telling him what he had said last night. Donnie buried his head in his hands as you spoke, his cheek glowing with embarrassment.
“Oh, god. Im sorry.” He mumbled, looking at you through is fingers.
“Its okay. It was quite amusing actually.” You smiled at him, showing him it was okay.
“Did…. Did I say anything I should regret?” Donnie asked, lowering his hands down. You had a slight suspicious he remembered saying he loved you but you weren’t sure. You might as well tell him though. Knowing your luck, Raph or Mikey might had over heard as he wasn’t quiet.
“Not too much. You called me pretty at one point and you said you loved me at another.” You chuckled, trying to play it off as a joke.
“[y/n], im sorry-“ Donnie trailed off as he shook his head slightly.
“Don’t be. Ive said my fair share of stupid things when ive been drunk. I once told a bar of chocolate I was going to marry it.” You giggled, remembering the memory very vividly.
“[y/n]? I wasn’t… lying.” Donnie suddenly said.
You froze, your eyes widening slightly.
“What do you mean?” You asked, tilting your head to the side as Donnie rubbed the back of his neck, avoiding your eyes.
“I wasn’t lying when I said I loved you.” He clarified. “I-ive always loved you but never had the guts to say it. But I don want the only time im ever able to tell you how I truly feel to be when im drunk.” As Donnie, spoke you could hear him regretting it. He glanced at you only for a second before trying to move from under the covers.
“Im sorry, I shouldn’t have said anything.” Donnie mumbled, scorning himself. You managed to pull yourself from your disbelief and moved in front of him before he could stand up. Ducking down, you pressed a quick but soft kiss to his lips.
Donnie froze at the action, his whole body ridged. but before you could pull away, his hands reached out and grabbed your waist, pulling you forward. You fell slightly but he managed to catch you and pulled you onto his lap. You slowly pulled away from the kiss to look at him.
“I love you too.” You mumbled, smiling slightly as you spoke the words you never dreamed you would say to him.
Donnie let out a breath before smiling at you as you both moved in for another kiss.
But after a moment, you felt Donnie wince.
“What wrong?” You asked as you pulled back, concern written all over your face.
“No, its nothing. Just a headache.” Donnie said as he pulled you closer. You thought it was sweet he was trying to work through the pain of a hangover just to stay like this with you.
“Tell you what, I’ll go get you some tablets and water, then we can continue.” You said as you got off his lap, much to his disappointment. But he nodded, not wanting his pain to get any worse.
As you unlocked the door and opened it, something big fell in the room. You jumped back but calmed when you saw it was Raph. He must have passed out outside the door last night.
He let out a groan as he slowly started to wake.
“Im so glad a locked the door.” You mumbled as you saw the marker in his hand.
“Me too.” Donnie chuckled.

Jerome Valeska Headcanon

okay I tried to tag one of the people who requested this but it won’t freakiNG WORK IM SORRY I HOPE YOU SEE THIS

@valeskasharley requested: if you have time can you do fluffy jerome headcanons? P.S. love your blog :)

anon also requested: Could you maybe do some fluff headcannons for Jerome? Your headcannons are arguably my favorite thing btw

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Jerome Valeska Fluffy Headcanons:

- sings you to sleep sometimes because he actually loves to sing (a hidden secret talent of his)

- hugs you from behind ALL THE TIME

- you both would honestly be best friends

- he adores you because you give him the attention he has always needed and never gotten

- holds you when he sleeps because it helps with his nightmares (this poor baby; he definitely has nightmares)

- ALWAYS LAUGHING TOGETHER

- he is in love with your laugh

- and your smile

- and just you

- he tells you stupid jokes CONSTANTLY

- but you laugh anyway because he’s smiling and being adorable and his eyes just light uP

- overall, you both love each other so much and you are each others' sunshines  

well… it`s widowtracer russian!au 

amelie is a french teacher at primary school, she broke up with her boyfriend and stupid and evil students made her skin turened to purple because of angriness, but she became calmer because she met young post officer lena. you know, there are lots of jokes in russia how slow is our post. but lena is not. she`s best post officer ever. amelie got her parcel with books really fast and when she look at this beautiful girl she just really liked her.

don`t ask me why i did this, i decided to create this au late at night, so im sorry lol

also thanks to my friends from russian widowtracer community, they used to tell jokes about how similar lena`s uprising skin looks to post officer`s uniform lol