just gonna put my face in the tag

I was feeling like a garbage person today so I put on makeup even though I’m only going to write on my exam paper today. Kinda fucked up my eyebrows tho? But I’m also wearing my Star Wars top from Primark and that helps too

anonymous asked:

21 and Sam? ❤

21. “You knocked on my door at 1 in the morning, to cuddle?”

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Sam was about to shut off the lights, when he heard a faint knock on the bunker’s door.  He wondered who could be here this late at night.  The only reason he was awake was because he couldn’t stop thinking about you.  When he opened the door, he almost had to do a double take.  He couldn’t believe you were standing right in front of him.

“[Y/N] what are you doing here,” Sam asked, looking past you to make sure you were alone.  “Is there something wrong?”

“No, everything’s fine,” you informed the younger Winchester.  You stepped past him and into the bunker.  “I just wanted to cuddle.”

“You knocked on my door at 1 in the morning, to cuddle,” Sam questioned, raising an eyebrow at you.

“Yup,” you smiled, facing the Winchester.  “Now are we gonna cuddle, or are you gonna make me drive all the way back home?”

Sam let out a small huff of laughter, shaking his head.  He shut the bunker’s door, putting a hand on the small of your back.  He led you to his room, where he cuddled you all night and half of the morning the next day.  He was glad you came to the bunker.  He missed you.

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anonymous asked:

Hc on Ethan doing a makeup video with reader. It can be him putting makeup on her, or she's putting makeup on him.


•ethan just so CONFUSED

•"Whats primer water… am i priming your face with water?“

•stabbing you with a mascara wand

•"okay so..you contour your nose with thi-oh shit thats not right”

•ethan trying to do a cut-crease on you?? Bc its fancy??

•"uh..so now were gonna go in with this uh…brush..what the fuck is this called"

•ethan making makeup jokes

•"concealer? They cant conceal this sexy look" *finger snaps*
“Ethan no”

•ethan genuinely trying REALLY hard to make it look good

•putting highlighter on your cheekbones

•"can i put this in my hair?“
“Theres hair glitter”

•ethan surprisingly doing a good winged eyeliner???

•ethan talking about the good eyeliner for weeks to come

Hes so cute can someone mail an ethan to me

Ready to Run

Pairing: Finn Balor x original character

Summary: ‘When my momma says I look good in white, I’m gonna be ready this time’

tags: @neversatisfiedgirl

Finn’s mother stood before me, adjusting the veil on my head, “You look so beautiful! Finn is going to be ecstatic when he sees you.” She drops a hand over her mouth, just as a cry starts to escape. Finn’s father puts an arm around her warmly, and he is smiling so hard I’m worried his face will crack right down the center.

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the sweet @justlyria tagged me to do the selfie tag in which i had to post 6 selfies ?? or something,, so here we go ~~

i won’t tag anyone in particular cuz i’ve annoyed many of my lovely mutuals enough already these past days haha. feel free to do it tho and say that i tagged you ❤

We gonna spread some positivity, okay? ^-^

This community REALLY needs some positive posts and people right now, So we’re gonna do a thing together, okay? (If you want to, of course. I’m not gonna force you!) Let’s all think of our favorite moment when the community really touched/inspired/surprised you in some way. Reblog or comment on this post with your favorite moment! I’ll start:

My favorite moment was during JSE Boss week! To see the community come together like that to kinda surprise Jack and show him what he really meant to us just had me in awe. I was SO happy to see the tag filled with everyone’s contribution for his birthday! It put a huge smile on my face when Jack acknowledged what everyone had done for him!!

I am a little fucked up right now and a little pissed off. Here’s why.

First of all, I just woke up so I’m kinda out of it still. Scrolling through my Tumblr dash and see a lot of cool stuff, but then see a drawing that freezes my blood instantly. It has to do with a gun in someone’s face. My PTSD is raging so hard right now I’m physically sick.

I ask this from one creator to another. Tag your work, use the keep reading split or put a huge trigger warning up top. This is HUGE for people which is why I’m such a proponent for correct tagging and trigger warnings. I recognize you have a right to share your ideas and work, I’m all for that and don’t change it or who you are! Just a little warning please?

So yeah, gonna be quiet for a long time.

can you believe that I have the most chillest night planned; write 300 words for my **** myths essay, change my bedding (NEW SHEETS), have a shower/do a face mask, put my favourite wax melt candle (it’s vanilla bourbon by yankee) and then I’m gonna watch Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gham because it’s on netflix and I’m dying to rewatch it. Might do some giffing or editing for my aesthetic blog. yay


me nd my bf out here 😳👋🏻 matching bathroom mirror selfies nd all 😛

uhh sorry its been like 13 years since ive rly been online…

anyways i was tagged for a few things im just gonna put them all here jshdjdh thx @prettymyg @je0n @jungkookio @youngjai @cryjeon nd @joonieschico !! 💖💖

i tag @taechy @ilovbangtan nd @pt3 


There’s a Chilton gifset making the rounds that is so very obviously a repost (different sizes, colourings don’t match, one’s even watermarked), I really don’t understand why anyone would reblog this thing? Please don’t kick your creator friends in the face by reblogging stolen stuff.

In other news, I just managed to get rid of a headache that’s been plaguing me since last night, so idk if I can make anything for Appreciation Week today…I had an idea for a Bobby gifset, but I think it might be best if I stay away from Photoshop today.
(Plus seeing gifmakers being disrespected AGAIN sorta killed my mojo anyway…sigh).


i was tagged by @dennisreynclds to make a moodboard from pictures on my phone!! (thank you sm i absolutely love these things)
im gonna tag @ace-phantom @grumpyteenagers @charliedennis @wendigosandthenightman @dyatlov @heatherettes @gayswampcannibal and anyone else who wants to do it!! 


Word Count: 1735
Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Warnings: SO. MUCH. FLUFF.
Summary: Bucky takes you out to find the perfect gift for your birthday
A/N: GO TELL @magic-and-timetravel HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! Taylor is the most wonderful soul, you guys. She’s an asolute treasure. INSPIRATION:
seriously just go through the whole tag. this shit is gold.

Feedback would make my day!

Originally posted by love-buckybarnes

Your name: submit What is this?

“Put this on,” Bucky demands, handing you one of your scarves.

Ha, yeah right. Like you’re gonna–oh. He’s serious. Your face scrunches in confusion as you take the cloth trying to think of a reason you’d need to be blindfolded.

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ten songs ten mutuals

tagged by @pinkprotostar

rules: put your music on shuffle and write down the first ten songs, then tag ten mutuals

1. Famous Last Words - My Chemical Romance

2. He Wasn’t - Avril Lavigne

3. Freedom - Beyoncé ft Kendrick Lamar

4. Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now - Randy Newman & Steve Goldstein

5. My Happy Ending - Avril Lavigne

6. I’ve Just Seen a Face - The Beatles

7. Hung Up - Madonna

8. Are You Gonna Be My Girl - JET

9. Cycle Song - Imogen Heap

10. Look Into My Eyes - Janelle Monae

tagging @sailorscouts @ladyloveandjustice @astroprojection @featherfleece @galaxysummoner @heroictype @jhenne-bean @lemedy @leskuh @womanlymuppet

  • "Yeah, it's freaky-looking, okay? That's what it is."
  • "I mean, what the heck is it, anyways?"
  • "Five more minutes? Two more minutes? One more minutes?"
  • "I sure scared you!"
  • "Can't you imitate any quieter animals?"
  • "Um, hello! Are you thick in the head?"
  • "Tell me I'm not looking at the hairless wonder."
  • "Are you SURE this water's sanitary? It looks questionable to me..."
  • "Don't you know a piranha can strip your flesh in seconds?!"
  • "I'm your mother, I know everything."
  • "How'd you know it was me?"
  • "Who needs ya, huh?"
  • "You're looking remarkably groomed today."
  • "Okay, it's all fun and games until someone loses an eye!"
  • "Someone's gonna get hurt here, and it's always me."
  • "What's all the hullabaloo about?"
  • "Well, this is absolutely peachy."
  • "Oh, it can't get any worse, can it?"
  • "That's a lovely heartbeat. It's very nice."
  • "You do speak! And all this time I thought you were just a big wild quiet silent person, thing."
  • "What kind of primitive beasts are responsible for this mess?"
  • "And I turned around and there's a whole FLEET of them!"
  • "Terrified I was, terrified."
  • "They took my boot!"
  • "Go on and rot for all I care!"
  • "Loincloth? Good Lord..."
  • "Oh, shall I leave you and the blackboard alone for a moment?"
  • "If I can teach a parrot to sing 'God Save the Queen,' I can certainly teach a savage a thing or two."
  • "I'm not gonna do it -- aww, c'mon! With the face and the eyes and the -- all right!"
  • "Oh, Your Majesty, you're such a tease!"
  • "If you'd have pulled over and asked for directions...!"
  • "Yeah, well, good ridance, all right?"
  • "Go on, get out of here, bald boy!"
  • "You-you ingrate! You bald ingrate!"
  • "That's it! I've had it with you and your emotional constipation!"
  • "I'm gonna kill ya!"
  • "Oh, by Jove, don't know my own strength."

[first date]

Thomas wasn’t that kind of dude who like, freaked out easily or like, used about a gazillion bottles of hair spray everyday like his buddy Minho.

But this was different.

He was going on a date.

And not just any date, but an actual fucking real date with Newt, his crush since, like, second grade, ever since the blonde boy with big brown eyes shared his sandwich with him during lunch break.

So it should be perfectly normal  that Thomas is almost peeing his pants right now, wiping his sweaty palms on his SCHRODINGER’S CAT IS NOT DEAD shirt. (Newt was a real nerd, in his own way, so dressing casual yet smart should be okay, right?)

God, he was so screwed.


About twenty minutes later, Thomas is feeling all faint and utterly convinced  that Newt wasn’t coming after all, and he’s just about to leave probably to go hide and cry in public toilet somewhere, when suddenly someone barrels around the corner of the street they were supposed to meet, and skids to a halt in front of Thomas, gasping furiously for air.

“Shuck – I’m so sorry, Tommy – “ Newt pants out. “Sonya’s boyfriend got into a spot of trouble – and God I’m so gonna bloody kill that guy… Sorry, Tommy, really.”

“Yeah, that’s okay,” Thomas tries to say, except the words were kinda stuck in his throat because Newt looks, well, beautiful, with his Gryffindor shirt sticking to his abdomen, horribly horribly accenting his well-defined chest and shoulders; beads of perspiration trickling down from his neck and damn those collarbones and that little nervous bob. And those goddamn jeans like was he actually TRYING to fucking torture Thomas or something?

And Thomas doesn’t even want to start on Newt’s face, except that he couldn’t believe this beautiful creature is actually here, going on a date with him.

Newt just stands there, twiddling his thumbs nervously, his brown eyes wide and apologetic. “I-I’m really sorry…shuck, I’ll just – go then.”

“Wha – no no no…it’s totally fine!” Thomas instinctively reaches out and grabs Newt by the arm. Stupid stupid stupid.

Newt smiles that dopey grin of his, and Thomas’ heart aches because he’s, well, just too beautiful.


They’ve spent nearly an hour doing nothing, just walking along the sidewalk, chatting freely, Thomas’ hand still tentatively on Newt’s arm. He is having a hard time taking his eyes off the blonde, and his heart is still hammering furiously; this is just like every day in Math, when his crush is sitting before him, except that this time Newt’s looking back at him, brown eyes alight and lips curved into a smile.

They talk about everything and anything, and Thomas keeps popping up random, stupid questions that Newt seems more than happy to answer.

“Wait what?”

“You heard me.”

“How can you not like the 1975? They’re fucking awesome, omigosh, I am so making you a mixtape once I get home.”

Newt smiles softly, his eyes sparkling with amusement. “Woah, maybe not so fast on those cheesy stuff, Tommy. Not really romantic here.”

“I didn’t – “

Newt bumps his shoulder playfully against Thomas’. “Kidding.”

Thomas smiles weakly and tries to act like that was funny, even though his pulse is racing and he’s feeling like an idiot.

Those dark brown eyes are scrutinizing him carefully. “Did I say something wrong?” Newt asks, looking slightly put-off.

Thomas shakes his head immediately, “No no, why would you think that?”

“Well okay then,” Newt looks rather unsure. “Wanna go get something to eat maybe?”

Thomas nods, and follows Newt to a nearby restaurant, his face burning.

Way to go, Tommy.


The food was good, the restaurant fancy enough, the bill paid by Newt. It was good, the date, but Thomas couldn’t help feel like a complete loser as he and Newt sit on the park bench overlooking the Golden Gate Bridge.

“It’s very beautiful here,” Newt says softly, his eyes eagerly devouring the landscape sprawled before him.

“I guess,” Thomas replies uncertainly. “It’s kinda boring for me, I mean, I’ve been living here all my life so.”

When Newt doesn’t reply, Thomas prods the subject on a little. “So, um, what do you find different here? You know, growing up in England and all that.”

“I don’t know,” Newt turns to look at him, face slightly screwed up in an adorable way. “I suppose it’s just different, you know? It’s so much more restricted back there, and here, you can somehow just breathe and – well. I also met you, see?” And he gives Thomas a hesitant smile.

Thomas’ heart leaps in his throat.

“Why me?” he blurts out suddenly. “I mean – why would you go on a date with…me?”

“You asked me out, Tommy,” Newt says, smiling a little.

“Yeah, but – why’d you say yes? I’ve been, you know, at the back of the group all this time, we barely even talked, I had no idea we were actually friends – in fact, I didn’t think you even knew I existed, sometimes – “

“Is this the part where you start listing out all your insecurities and flaws, and I have to kiss you to shut you up?” Newt asks, arching an eyebrow. “Not really into this kind of cliché stuff, I told you already, Tommy.”

“I – no,” Thomas splutters. “I just – I want to know why –“

Newt sighs a little, but his expression looks touched, and maybe a little exasperated.

“You’re different. When I’m around you, I can just – just…goddamn.” Newt looks almost shy, his mouth quirked up in a sheepish grin. “And I haven’t forgot about your existence, just so you know,” he says, wiggling his eyebrows. “Why else would I have let you tag around all this years, never shutting your mouth and all those questions, Tommy…”

Thomas blushes a little.

“Plus,” Newt continues. “There’s always something to your Bambi eyes, Tommy, and I’m not kidding, when you smile, they crinkle all the way and – oh God, I can’t, this is too cheesy, oh my god.

He put his face in his hands, and Thomas laughs embarrassedly, even though he feels as if he’s just gonna die right there with a manic goofy grin on his face.

Newt looks up, lips pressed together in an unwilling grin. Thomas seems to have temporarily lost his ability to speak. He wants to hold out his hand, interlace their fingers together. He wants to pull Newt close and bury his face in the older boy’s hair. He wants –

“And when you asked me, I thought, finally, and now you’re here.” Newt’s voice has dropped an octave; words slightly rough and scratchy.

 “And I…I’m thinking, maybe, maybe, this one is right. After all this searching, maybe, maybe, finally…”

He has leaned in, his breath fluttering against Thomas’ lips, and Thomas seems to be paralysed, his body numb, and ohmygod this can’t be happening.

“Well,” he says, his voice cracked, “you found me.”

I did.” Newt breathes out, so softly Thomas almost doesn’t catch it, and then they were kissing, kissing, and Thomas’ heart rate is going up, up, up, and it felt so good; his mouth soft against his, and just their lips touching, nowhere else.

After a while, Newt pulls away, and exhales against Thomas; their foreheads pressed together, and Thomas is breathing harshly and he knows people are staring but he doesn’t care, he –

“C-can we do that again?”

He was a shucking idiot. Thomas wanted to sink into the floor and disappear.

But Newt only laughed.

And kissed him.


[ I know this isn’t particularly good or original I just wanted to post it somewhere and clear space on my laptop. School’s taking up too much. ]


golly gosh, I am feeling warm all of a sudden, I think I’ll just take off my hoodie

hmm, hang on a second

wow, today is a good day! but wait…

is it possible?

my god, this is too much of a coincidence

could it be 

that I…

AM the disco?

MBTI as Melanie Martinez Songs


Training Wheels- “I explode, I explode, asking you where you want us to go.”


Pity Party- “I’ll cry until my pity party’s in flames.” 


Dollhouse- “Throw on your dress and put on your doll faces.” 


Cake- “I’m not a piece of cake for you to just discard.” 


Pacify Her- “Tired, blue boy walks my way, holding a girl’s hand.” 


Milk and Cookies- “Ashes, ashes, time to go down. Ooh, honey, do you want me now?” 


Alphabet Boy- “If you dangle that diploma and I deck you, don’t be surprised.”


Dead to Me- “Rainy days and black umbrellas, who’s gonna save you now.”


Mrs. Potato Head- “Don’t be dramatic, it’s only some plastic.” 


Tag, You’re It- “Rolling down your tinted window, driving next to me real slow.”


Mad Hatter- “So what if I’m crazy? All the best people are.” 


Bittersweet Tragedy- “I’m done with your bittersweet, bittersweet tragedy.” 


Carousel- “Chasing after you is like a fairytale.”


Play Date- “Guess I’m just a playdate to you.” 


Sippy Cup- “All the makeup in the world won’t make you less insecure.”


Soap- “Uh-oh, there it goes. Said too much, it overflowed.”