is everyone getting tired of these let me know

anonymous asked:

Who's your fellow teammates?

Menudo is really nice! He’s a bit grouchy though. My trainer says he’s just tired all the time. He sometimes gets stuff for me if I ask.

I don’t know if I’ve ever heard Bisque speak, but she likes to make sure everyone is okay all the time. Solyanka jokingly calls her “Mom” a lot.

Velouté sleeps a lot and is really calm all the time. She lets me lay on top of her a lot!

Ajiaco is super cool! But I don’t always understand what he says. My trainer says that he just likes to give “non-answers” a ton.

Solyanka is the best! She’s fun and likes to mess around and super super friendly! 

Everyone is super strong too, I’m the youngest of everyone and just sort of recently joined! :D


whew! the batch of ml fashion requests, finally! these took so long for me to spill out you can actually see my style change. thank you to everyone who requested, you all have the best ideas i swear. also sidenote: if you don’t see your request here, that’s because i have bigger plans for it >vo+

You Scared of Me Now, Babydoll?

Pairing: Negan x Reader

Summary: Imagine you find out Negan has a crush on you

(Requested by @spn-cw123)

Word Count: 1,027

Warning(s): Language, a little sexual tension I guess??

A/N: My first imagine ever, I hope you guys like this! (UPDATE) This is now a full fic! Masterlist so far is here. Please let me know what you think and if you’d like to see more of these in the future :) 

Originally posted by rikkisixx

You sat in the armory, hands busy cleaning and reloading firearm after firearm. You were tired, and the week had just seemed to drag on. Negan had been bossing everyone around lately, but you had just bit your cheek and sucked it up. You knew not to get on his bad side. You had seen a glimpse of it a few months ago on the night you were forced into Sanctuary, and it sure as hell had scared you into submission. Negan was not a man to be messed with, and you learned that quickly.

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Melodramatic, But It Turns Me On

summary: teenage!phan are at a sleepover and begin to have a bit of fun with the sex dices they’d found earlier that evening. 

warnings: smut (kinda)

words: 5.3k


I was gonna write more of illaks but apparently a weird 1am idea took priority and now . idk what this is laugHs oops

Im so tired I cant even think straight im sorry if the majority of this makes 0 sense I need 2 have a nap

This is probably the closest yall will ever get to me attempting smut lol appreciate it while u can x x

(if u don’t know what a ‘sex dice’ is click here)


Phil’s always felt weirdly privileged to share Dan’s bed whenever he sleeps over.

It’s not like it’s anything he’s a stranger to – quite the opposite really, but out of everyone, Phil’s the only one Dan will actually let in his bed on account of the fact he can actually have a decent night’s sleep without Phil taking all the duvet or accidentally rolling over and pushing him off the bed. That’s Kyle’s trick – explaining why he’s down there whilst his marginally less irritating best friend is up here under his duvet, sharing his mattress. It’s nice sleeping with the knowledge he won’t wake up either freezing cold or on the floor.

Phil’s used to them being the last ones awake – having been friends with a bunch of total fucking lightweights for the best part of three years, it’s become the norm for the rest of them to be down there, asleep. They’re wrapped up in empty sleeping bags and spare duvets whilst the only two who can actually handle their drink are lying side-by-side, a cut above the sea of empty bottles and shot glasses littering Dan’s floor. They’d passed out about half an hour ago, leaving the two slightly tipsy teenagers still giggling over what had been a contribution to the night’s entertainment along with the heated games of ‘never have I ever’ and one too many Malibu shots.

“Does this not feel weird to you?” Dan’s eyebrow quirks in Phil’s direction as he holds the two small wooden cubes in his hand. “I feel-… it feels- I don’t know- gross, kind-of,” he huffs out a chuckle.

“Why would-…” he squints in the darkness, “-… lick-… elbow-… feel weird to me?” he replies, a threat of sarcasm in his tone.

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Éponine: Boy do I.

R: Éponine, I’m sorry about the Marius and Cosette thing, but-

Éponine: Let me tell you about Grantaire and Enjolras. Buckle in, kids, this is a bumpy ride.

R: Oh Jesus Christ…this is untrue and I didn’t particularly want them-

Éponine: Grantaire and Enjolras have been obliviously in love with each other for going on three years now. It’s painful to them, it’s painful to me, and it’s painful to everyone. They can’t get their shit together and everyone is fucking tired of it.

R: He doesn’t-

Éponine: Oh shut your mouth, Grantaire, yes he does! God, you’re an idiot sometimes. Let’s see what our dear viewers have to say about it, hm? Let me know if this sounds like hate here, guys, because if it does then I’m blind as a bat.

Éponine: Okay, guys so when Marius argues with Enjolras, Enjolras argues back of course, but he manages to stay calm and collected. At least somewhat. When Grantaire argues with Enjolras, they both wind up screaming and red in the face.

Éponine: When Bahorel is drunk on the ground, Enjolras makes sure that he gets home safely through someone like Feuilly. But when Grantaire is drunk on the ground, Enjolras is the driving force in the hellfire that gets him safely home and in bed. Followed up by multiple texts and calls to whoever tucked R in.

Éponine: And does Enjolras get mad at anyone else for drinking during the meetings? Joly? Bossuet? Courf? Nope. Just R. Huh, wonder where all those big feelings are actually coming from!

Éponine: Now let’s reverse the oblivious pining, shall we?

Éponine: Who harasses Enjolras into fixing his speeches? Grantaire. Does he do this for anyone else? Combeferre? Courfeyrac? Nope. Just our good ol’ chief.

Éponine: Who is it that will go a week without drinking to make sure that a poster that Enjolras has requested is perfect? None other than our good buddy Grantaire!

Éponine: And who’s name is it, R, that I hear coming from your room at night when I know no one is in there but you and your hand? Enjolras’.

Éponine: Sound about right, R?

R: …

Éponine: Thought as much.

pyrocynical is a blessing, and i’m so happy i found him when i did. he’s probably my favorite youtuber, and he deserves so much more than what he has. i really hope his youtube career grows and he surpasses leafy, because he deserves, more than any other commentator on that sight, to be successful. i honestly wish him the best in life. he’s adorable, and has a very good heart. he clearly cares about what he’s doing, and is trying to improve. it’s so nice to see him making facecam videos, because it honestly feels like a really big step on the channel. not only that, but the fact that he features and credits fanart in nearly every video is so admirable, and it just shows how he does care about his fans. he doesn’t try to provoke drama anymore, and purposely avoids making videos on it, which is incredibly respectable. he’s not perfect, and he has made mistakes in the past, but he tries his hardest to amend those mistakes, if he recognizes them/if he can. the fact that he removed one of his videos because of misinformation, and how he reached out to h3h3 after the podcast just shows how far he’ll go to make amends. i don’t know why i decided to write this, but my point is that pyrocynical is a really, really good youtuber and person, who deserves so much more than what he has.

conclusion: pyrocynical best youtuber

p.s. pyro and hyojin are absolutely precious, and i love how much he admires her, and her talents in art and animation. i’m so, so happy for them.

so like. i just wanna clear one thing up

cause i keep getting asks about it

yes. i have a boyfriend. no, i’m not going to give “juicy details”.

i would very much appreciate if people would let me choose which parts of my personal life i am willing to expose to the public. i dont know why this sort of thing is something that everyone has to know about.

the most i will say, because i’m getting a little tired of people making their own unfair and frankly slanderous assumptions about my situation, is

my boyfriend i are in a polyamorous relationship. and we’re still trying to find someone to fill our relationship circle.

now please, PLEASE stop asking me about it. i make a very very strong (and wise) effort not to share too much of my personal life online, and i really hope you guys can respect this. i will not say anything more.

thank you.


Okay I know I know you guys are prob tired of seeing text posts from me but I mean I just need everyone to stop for a moment.

Has ANYONE done the “crushing a watermelon with those thighs” joke with Lucio yet?
Because I haven’t seen one yet and I am flabbergasted. 
Because I mean let’s go back to capoeira for just a moment
Not only are my boys thighs thicc (yes thicc because just thick doesn’t do it JUSTICE) But you KNOW that shit is all muscle.
It would take him like 2 seconds.

Okay I am done, I promise, I just needed to share that. 

  • <p> <b>What Mikasa says:</b> I'm Fine<p/><b>What she means:</b> IM TIRED OF EVERYONE DICK RIDING ME BECAUSE THEY THINK I COCKBLOCK ERERI. Ummmmmmmm......DO YOU KNOW ME!?! WHAT IF I LIKE THE IDEA OF EREN GETTING BUTT FUCKED BY MY BROTHER FROM ANOTHER MOTHER!?!!!! OR THE OTHER WAY AROUND!?! but noooooOoooooo, let's forget about the destruction of Titans and bash this BITCH with the red scarf. Well guess what, this BITCH with the red scarf will cut you if you say another word about me cockblocking ANY ship that has to do with Eren. ESPECIALLY ERERI!!!!!<p/></p>

(Message received on April 12 at 3:16 AM.)
Hello? Are you there? Listening? I’m just trying to get in touch man. I’ve been so fucking, so fucking down lately. Like, I don’t know what’s happening. I’m just so tired all the time. Trying to sleep. I just, I just lay there quiet. Can’t speak cause everyone around me is passed out. My fucking mind’s raging. Uh, hello? I don’t even know why I called. I think it, I think it might be time for me to leave. Just call it quits. I’m sick of this. It’s the same fucking day, every day. I think I sleep, I can’t be sure though. It’s all the same now. Drink, drink, drink again. I’m tired man. I think it, you don’t want to hear this. I’m a mess. I’m sorry man. I just don’t know who to turn to. No one really hears me, you know? I speak, at least I think I speak, but no one hears me. I’ve said enough. Hello? Hello? I shouldn’t have called.
(Message deleted.)

(Message received on August 12th at 3:16am)
Hello, its me, again. I know I shouldn’t have called but I really didn’t know who else to turn to. Remember last time we talked? You said we were both fucked up, you said you understood because you were fucked up too. I just, I just wanted to speak to you before - well I think you know what I’m saying. If you’re there please pick up, please. Just for a minute, please.
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—  The Amity Affliction - Never Alone & O.M.G.I.M.Y
  • Me: Vote for your faves and make sure everyone stays nice.
  • Also me, on my knees: Please VOTE for Monsta X because not even they think they'll win. They've already made jokes about fake promises they'll do if they just do happen to win. I know that y'all have faves and I'm super lit that they win all the time but please give Monsta X validation because I'm tired of seeing them expressing depression and fatigue. Coming back every three months with great songs and not getting recognition for the work they do. Monbebes let's pull together and if other fandoms want to help us get them SOMETHING we'd appreciate it.
Cameron Dallas - Revenge

Imagine for Ria


Cam could be such a moody little boy, sometimes I questioned why I was dating him. It was a Wednesday evening, we were at my place, I had a lot of work to do before the next day and he knew how big of a maximalist I was, but he still tried  to distract me and it just made me get mad at him.

“Cam, you know I love you, but I have to finish these before tomorrow,” I said looking up at him with a tired look.

“Ria, you work too much,” he whined outing his lips at me.

“Well, not everyone gets money just for posing for pictures,” I replied sassily, turning back to my papers.

“Ouch!” he gasped pretending to be hurt as he walked over to my bed and threw himself down. “You know I also work hard.”

“Then let me do the same!” I sang feeling myself getting lost in the numbers on the paper. I heard him growling, but he didn’t say anything else so I thought he realized it was better to just let me do my thing. I didn’t even listen to what he was doing behind me, I focused on my work, but then a few minutes later he appeared in sight without his shirt. “Cam?!” I asked raising an eyebrow at him.

“What?” He turned to me pretending like nothing was wrong.

“An hour earlier you whined about how cold it is in my apartment, now you are shirtless. Put it back on,” I told him.

“I don’t know what you are talking about. It’s pretty… hot in here,” he said obviously flexing his muscles. “Maybe I should get rid of it too.” Without another word he pulled his sweatpants down leaving him only in his boxers. I couldn’t believe that my 21 year-old boyfriend was trying to seduce me because I didn’t pay enough attention to him.

“Cameron what the Hell?” I laughed shaking my head.

“Don’t bother, just do your work,” he waved at me in dismiss still flexing. He knew it so damn well that I couldn’t say no to his perfect abs and delicious biceps and he used this against me. I knew I should have just turned away, but you can’t ignore a man like this only in his boxers in the middle of your bedroom. That’s impossible.

I let out a small chuckle standing up from my desk and walked over to him with the intention of stealing a few kisses and lay my hands on his beautiful body, but before I could touch him in any way he snapped my hands away.

“You have work to do, young lady. Go back and finish it.”

My jaw dropped to the floor as he held his nose up high and crossed his arms on his chest.

“Are you kidding me?” I asked raising my eyebrows.

“No. You chose work,” he shrugged and without a word he walked out of the room. He couldn’t mean it, but…

“Two can play this game,” I mumbled to myself making my way to my closet.

I quickly forgot about my work and paid my attention fully to my revenge. When I turned eighteen my best friend got me the sexiest lingerie from Victoria’s Secret, but I never got the chance to wear it, but now was the perfect opportunity to put it on. I quickly changed into the hot, red, lacy bra with the matching thong and put on my white, silk robe. When I checked myself in the mirror and made sure I looked good enough to fire back at him I made my way to the living room. He was on the couch, still only in his boxers and he was expecting me to go to him and beg, but I just walked to my bookshelf, and started to pretend like I was looking for something. Then when I was sure I got his attention I turned to him.

“You are right, it’s really hot in here,” I said furrowing my eyebrows and then casually let the robe slide down on my arms and fall to the ground. I swear I heard a soft moan leaving his mouth and I tried to hide my satisfied smile.

“What the Hell are you wearing? No, that’s not the right question. What the Hell are you NOT wearing?” he asked standing up and he wasn’t able to look into my eyes, he was scanning through my body without stopping.

“What are you talking about? It’s my favorite outfit to wear while working,” I said with a small shrug and then grabbing a book from the shelf I made my way back to my room. I made sure to give his crotch a pat before leaving him behind. I couldn’t even sit down before he rushed into the room after me and grabbing my wrist he pulled me against his body, but I pushed him away just like he did with me. “Hey, I have to work, leave me alone!” I told him with a serious look, but I was about to start to laugh very badly. His face was simply priceless.

“You can’t drop a bomb like this and then walk away,” he said raising his eyebrows.

“Oh really?” I asked mirroring his actions. “That’s funny, because if I’m not mistaken, you did the exact same thing earlier.”

“That’s not… It’s just… It’s not fair!” he exclaimed not knowing what to say, because I was clearly right.

“It is, baby. It is,” I smiled at him sweetly. He stared at me for a brief moment before without warning he attacked my lips.

He pinned me up against the wall and I tried to fight him for a moment but then the amazing feeling of his body against me took my mind away and I let my act fall down. I let him roam his hands all over my body, but as soon as he tried to undress me I pushed him away.

“Hey, stop, I still have to finish those papers,” I said trying to catch my breath. He gave me a confused and disbeliever look.

“Seriously? You are thinking about that shit right now?” he asked running his fingers through his hair. I laughed at his expression, he looked like I said the stupidest thing in the word.

“No, I mean, yes, because I do have to finish them,” I said stepping to him and hugged his neck. “I just wanted my revenge.”

“Well, fuck you and your insanely hot body, because now I feel hornier than ever and I’m not letting you sit back to that desk unless you are naked and I-“

“Okay, stop, let’s… compromise!” I suggested and it was hard for both of us to concentrate to anything else than their significant other’s almost naked body. “Let me finish at least the one I started, and then I’m yours. Okay?” He hesitated before answering.

“Only if you put on something, because I already have troubles… down there…” He cleared his throat grabbing his sweatpants and he put it on. I giggled doing the same and quickly got dressed. “By the way, can we talk about why I haven’t seen you in these?” he asked pointing at my lingerie.

“I didn’t know you needed such things,” I shrugged grinning at him.

“You’re right, you are better without them, but I would love to see you in things like this.” He leaned closer and gave me a short kiss before sitting back to my bed.

“I’ll keep that in my mind. I’ll try to be quick, I promise,” I said sitting back to my desk.

It took an hour to finish the one I started before our little scene. I was relieved to finally put my pen down and I turned around excited, but found my lovely boyfriend asleep on my bed, curled up under the covers. He looked like an innocent little puppy with his pouty lips and messy hair. As much as I wanted to finish what we started earlier, I was also quite tired and didn’t want to wake him up, so switching the lights off I slid under the cover next to him and hugging him from behind I made myself comfortable.

“Ria?” he asked in a throaty voice and turned to me.

“Sleep, baby,” I whispered kissing his lips.

“Sorry I fell asleep. I couldn’t wait anymore.”

“It’s okay. Sorry it took me too long,” I said closing my eyes. He covered my hands with his warm palms and sighed.

“It’s okay, baby. I love you,” I heard him mumble even though he was probably half asleep.

“I love you too, Cam.”


I’m so sick of this. Everyone at school does this shit to me. I just want to get my work done and enjoy my classes. I don’t want people to fucking bother me just because I get good grades. How about show up for class and don’t be on your phone during? It’s this shit every fucking day I wake up and people wanna get my answers or they wanna tell me all their problems when they don’t even know my name let alone give a fuck what it is. I’m so tired of people using me and forgetting about me. I’m a person.

Savage Garden Starter Sentences
  • Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one.
  • That's why she shies away from human affection.
  • She can't remember a time when she felt needed.
  • You'll never know what hit you when I get to you.
  • I'm the kind of person who endorses a deep commitment.
  • Is love really the tragedy the way you might describe?
  • Well I want to take you as I find you.
  • If you get tired you close your eyes now.
  • But let me tell you that, this time, I'm gonna make you mine.
  • You will only end up lost in loneliness.
  • So I'll let you go, baby.
  • In a way, we're the same two people looking out to sea.
  • Common sense is a game many people don't like to play.
  • I never thought I'd change my opinion again.
  • You abused me in a way that I've never known.
  • So you're the kind who deals with the games in the mind.
  • You confuse me in a way that I've never known.
  • God don't you know that I live with a ton of regret?
  • 'Cause I used to move you in a way that you've never known
  • But then I accused you in a way that you've never known
  • But you hurt me in a way that I've never known...
  • I see the truth inside your eyes.
  • A thousand words will give the reasons why I don't need you anymore.
  • Don't go making all these promises you know you cannot keep.


       Hello everyone! I was gone for a while I know but I just got back yesterday from my trip to PR. Today I’ll try to reply to a couple of things over here yes, so I’ll be on IM as well. Let me know if you’d like to plot a thing with Ravus! Hope you’re all having a nice day ^.^

i just love the idea of martin being married to gonff and columbine’s marriage

  • like he’s the first one they tell about having a baby, and he sits down and bawls about it bcus he’s just so happy for them
  • whenever they’re like being sweet on each other or whatever, they always include martin at the end like “..and we love you too ok” and he just grumbles but inside he’s blushing. 
  • newcomers to the abbey are always like “so… what is their relationship?” and everyone’s just like “no one knows but it’s cute so” 
  • someone comments once on how it’s inappropriate how comfortable martin and columbine are with each other, and gonff’s like “mate………… let me tell you a thing”
  • gonff & columbine never really fight, but when they’re irritated w/ each other they both complain to martin & he gets very tired of it very fast 
  • they go stargazing and martin falls asleep lying between them and they spend hours talking about what a complete dork he really is
  • what if they had a daughter & they named her sayna 
Not taking request atm

Hey, everyone! Just wanted to let you all know that I won’t be taking request for awhile. Don’t get me wrong, I love getting request! It’s just that it’s getting a bit too much and I’m overwhelmed and tired. I have school I need to focus on. Plus, I’ve got TONS of other request that I need to get done that have been sitting in my inbox for a while (a BIG apology to those that requested something D:). And I also want to do my own ideas too and the lyric comic as well. Maybe I’ll be open to requests in the future, but not right now.

It’s just like tiring over the course of my day,
The longer I’m up the harder it is to not let it get to me.

I wake up fine, happy even
And a few hours later my stomach hurts, I put a tums under my tongue
As what’s left of the sun starts to darken I swear I’m catching the flu.
My stomach churns, my wrists are sensitive and my fingers are cold like ice.
As I lay in bed waiting for sleep, all my aches pour out onto red sheets.

Everyone tells me I deserve better
I know
Everyone tells me it’s for the best
I know
Everyone tells me I should have left long ago
I know
There’s one thing no one tells me

That’s all I need
But it’s the only thing no one will give me.