just kidding please look at me

the other day i had a dream about liam and louis and their sons (i predicted lil payno was gonna be a boy!!) and the kids were best friends just like their dads were/are and they occasionally made fun of lilo, more specifically the way they looked in the early 2010′s and they would play wmyb to make them mad, basically they were literally tommo and payno gen 2 with their pranks and shenenigans and also payno jr’s name was daniel and that pleased me bc it’s a normal name

anonymous asked:

41 with Lance or Bucky please and thank you. You are an amazing writer

41. “It’s not fair that you’re hot and funny.” - “Look who’s talking…just kidding, your jokes suck.”

“Are you okay, doll? You’re crying.” Bucky rested a hand on your shoulder as you doubled over with laughter. 

“I-I’m fine.” You sniffled and wiped your tears away. “It’s not fair that you’re hot and funny.”

“Look who’s talking…” He smirked down at you. “Just kidding, your jokes suck.” He chuckled as you smacked him in the stomach.

“Excuse me,” You pretended to be offended, slapped your chest with your hand and gasping dramatically. “ My jokes are amazing! Much better than your dancing ability, Sergeant.” 

“Oh, really?” Bucky adjusted his hat and the collar of his military uniform. “You saying you don’t wanna go out on the dance floor and show all these people how talented you are?” 

“Maybe if my date was better at dancing.” You pecked his cheek and stood. “But what the hell, you’ll have to do for now.”

“You know, I could always call my friend Stevie-” 

“Oh, hush!” You pulled him close as you began to dance to the music. “You’re the one I want to give a memorable send-off to.”


  • ‘  when i was a kid, whenever i’d feel small or lonely, i’d look up at the stars. wondered if there was life up there.  ‘
  • ‘  tens of thousands of lives were lost.  ‘
  • ‘  this was just the beginning.  ‘
  • ‘  to fight monsters, we created monsters of our own.  ‘
  • ‘  we got really good at it. winning.  ‘
  • ‘  hey, kid. don’t get cocky.  ‘
  • ‘  please, after you. age before beauty.  ‘
  • ‘  you know what i’m thinking.  ‘
  • ‘  worry about yourself, kiddo!  ‘
  • ‘  ___, listen to me!  ‘
  • ‘  suits and ties, flashy smiles. that’s all they are.  ‘
  • ‘  bad news: three guys died yesterday.  ‘
  • ‘  well, orders are orders. what else am i supposed to do?  ‘
  • ‘  took me a while to find you.  ‘
  • ‘  i can’t have anyone else in my head again. i’m done.  ‘
  • ‘  haven’t you heard? the world is coming to an end.  ‘
  • ‘  so where would you rather die? here, or ____?  ‘
  • ‘  oh, no, call me ___. only my mother calls me doctor.  ‘
  • ‘  he was 2,500 tons of awesome. or awful. you know, whatever you wanna call it.  ‘
  • ‘  shut up. i don’t love them, okay? i study them.  ‘
  • ‘  things have changed. we’re not an army anymore, we’re the resistance.  ‘
  • ‘  i didn’t know it was this bad.  ‘
  • ‘  sorry about your brother.  ‘
  • ‘  you haven’t told me what i’m doing here yet.  ‘
  • ‘  numbers do not lie. politics and poetry, promises, these are lies. numbers are as close as we get to the handwriting of god.  ‘
  • ‘  politics and poetry, promises, these are lies.  ‘
  • ‘  and this… is the point where he goes completely crazy.  ‘
  • ‘  fortune favors the brave, dude.  ‘
  • ‘  they won’t give you the equipment, and even if they did, you’d kill yourself.  ‘
  • ‘  she’s one of a kind now.  ‘
  • ‘  i think you’re unpredictable.  ‘
  • ‘  you take risks that endanger yourself and your crew. i don’t think you’re the right man for this mission.  ‘
  • ‘  wow. thank you for your honesty.  ‘
  • ‘  one day, you’re gonna see that in combat you make decisions. and you have to live with the consequences.  ‘
  • ‘  you promised me.  ‘
  • ‘  vengeance is like an open wound.  ‘
  • ‘  to me, you’re dead weight. you slow me down, i’m gonna drop you like a sack of shit.  ‘
  • ‘  i’ve raised him on my own. he’s a smart kid, but i never knew whether to give him a hug or a kick in the ass.  ‘
  • ‘  it’s a dialogue, not a fight.  ‘
  • ‘  better watch it.  ‘
  • ‘  i’m not crazy. you felt it, right?  ‘
  • ‘  this is worth fighting for.  ‘
  • ‘  if you’re listening to this, well, i’m either alive and i’ve proven what i’ve just done works, in which case, ha ha, i won. or i’m dead and i’d like you to know that it’s all your fault. it really is, you know, you drove me to this. in which case, ha, i also won. sort of.  ‘
  • ‘  are you gonna say anything?  ‘
  • ‘  you look good.  ‘
  • ‘  like when you blink your eyes over and over and over again and all you really see are like, frames. it was emotion.  ‘
  • ‘  i’m okay. just let me control it.  ‘
  • ‘  you are a goddamn disgrace. you’re gonna get us all killed.  ‘
  • ‘  why don’t you just do us all a favor and disappear? it’s the only thing you’re good at.  ‘
  • ‘  so, what, you’re grounding us?  ‘
  • ‘  one: don’t you ever touch me again. two: don’t you ever touch me again.  ‘
  • ‘  now, you have no idea who the hell i am or where i’ve come from, and i’m not about to tell you my whole life story.  ‘
  • ‘  you know, you live in someone else’s head for so long… the hardest part to deal with is the silence.  ‘
  • ‘  well, that’s classified. so i couldn’t tell you. even if i wanted to. but it is pretty cool, so i might tell you. i’m gonna tell you.  ‘
  • ‘  jesus, we can’t just sit here and watch them die.  ‘
  • ‘  let me in, i’m a doctor!  ‘
  • ‘  we have a choice here. we either sit and wait, or we take these flare guns and do something really stupid.  ‘
  • ‘  as harsh as it sounds, there is no time to celebrate. we lost people. no time to grieve.  ‘
  • ‘  how sick are you? and why didn’t you tell me?  ‘
  • ‘  i haven’t exactly had a very good day, okay?  ‘
  • ‘  we’re gonna own this bad boy!  ‘
  • ‘  by jove, we are going to own this thing for sure!  ‘
  • ‘  today, at the edge of our hope, at the end of our time, we have chosen not only to believe in ourselves, but in each other.  ‘
  • ‘  today we are canceling the apocalypse!  ‘
  • ‘  as for you, well, you’re easy. you’re an egotistical jerk with daddy issues. a simple puzzle i solved on day one.  ‘
  • ‘  i just don’t want to regret all the things that i never said out loud.  ‘
  • ‘  well, my father always said, if you have the shot, you take it. so let’s do this.  ‘
  • ‘  all i have to do is fall. anyone can fall.  ‘
  • ‘  i can’t find his pulse. i don’t think he’s breathing.  ‘
  • ‘  no. don’t go. please.  ‘
  • ‘  you’re squeezing me too tight. i couldn’t breathe.  ‘
  • ‘  where is my goddamn shoe?  ‘

Please don’t take this too seriously this is just me fucking around with @jeongcoups1996

So we all know Joshua is an LA kid and we all make fun of him for that. But what a lot of people don’t know is that LA has like 40 different areas within itself and each area is different. Like if you’re from east LA like me, you’re like the the type of person who doesn’t question why every family has got five different cars (in which four look like were stolen from some car pound) and you are calling everyone your cousins when you aren’t related at all, and you have not changed your King Taco/Guisados order since it opened. But since someone kindly informed me that Joshua is from downtown, this changes the whole game guys.

Downtown people are those who are making way too much money so they waste it on expensive flats/apartments, wearing skinny jeans that are way too tight for them with a baggy shirt overhead that looks faded and old because #hipster and #vintage goals you know? So this is Joshua, walking into high school. Tight faded jeans, rolled around the ankles, red and baggy ass t-shirt with a guitar attached to his back and he’s probably the guy that’s like “and here’s wonderwall” in the middle of grand park by the fountain. But because he’s from downtown he knows better than to be playing in grand park past five, cause downtown people have street smarts but downtown la is different from every other downtown. Cause they have street smarts but won’t know what do with it. Someone can be coming at them with a bat and they’ll try to kindly move across the street. They just know what places to avoid but won’t ever pop someone.

And then you got the fact that Joshua is a church boy, living in la, which is an oxymoron in itself.  Church boy equals gentleman, Oh no not in LA. Church boy’s here are cocky annoying motherfuckers who play the sweet gentleman card to the advantage. But oh my sweet Jisoo would never do that. But get this guys. Joshua is a capricorn. And capricorn guys are determined and practical. They play the safe card to reap the best reward and for them that’s fame and prestige. The game is about perseverance so they choose the personality that is going to get the most rewards. So Joshua locks down this cocky persona down and picks up the gentleman card to get to his goals, but his brain is always working over time (also a trait of all la people, we all tend to be a little two-faced) so he will appear a little quiet in public but once comfortable he’s so annoying and cocky. That’s where you get those way too easy cocky smirks from the Boom Boom performances and that “clueless” look he likes to give. Why else do you think he was voted most annoying guys!

If Joshua was this gentleman guy do you think he would be bff’s with Jeonghan. Hell no, Jeonghan knew what type of boy Joshua was the minute he walked into Pledis.

Angst Starters

[Tw: suicide, abuse, murder.]

“Can’t you see I’m hurting you?!”
“Damn it… Oh, fuck… What the fuck did I do?”
“Just leave. Please.”
“I am not your fucking kid to look after!”
“You could have pretended to actually care.”
“I’m not the one who ruined everything!”
“What do you know about my damn life?!”
“Fuck you!”
“This is not a game. You can’t be doing this to people!”
“You weren’t there when I needed you the most?”
“Where were you?! Tell me?”
“You fucking cheater!”
“You shouldn’t have saved me! I’m not worth living!”
“You’re weak!”
“You have nothing without me.”
“Who the fuck is going to love someone like you!”
“Don’t touch me ever again!”
“I will break you.”
“I’m a terrible person!”
“You can’t always run away from your problems!”
“What have you done for me?”
“No, I’m fucking done with this.”
“You’re on your own. I’m not going to risk my ass for scum.”
“I have to do this.”
“You made me do this!”
“Just leave!”
“You’re insane.”
“I know… I know… I’m so fucked up.”


Boy you got me helpless
Look into your eyes, and the sky’s the limit, I’m helpless
Down for the count, and I’m drownin’ in ‘em!

Please forgive me for what I’ve done to your masterpiece LMM, I just really wanted to draw a loyal as hell blue kid from a big family who always feels second best swooning over over a hotheaded, reckless orphan soldier with beautiful eyes

….but I went with Lance and Keith instead of Eliza and Alexander

being intimate with credence would include’s // credence barebone

Originally posted by fireworkofdec

request: Why did you make me fall in love with credence again I was just starting to get over him a lil :’( just kidding I’ll never get over him lmao but seriously, can you please do some more headcanons for him, like first time being intimate if that’s okay? (by anon)


- it had taken nearly half a year for you to have been able to convince credence that it was okaY to even kiss you on the cheek


- but seriously

- he would have to ask you 13 times if it was okay to kiss you


- but if you really got credence in the mood tho ;-))

- you would have to coax him through nearly the whole process - which was quite a lengthy one ;-))))))))))


- the way credence would look at you throughout the whole thinG THO



- it would make you feel slightly insecure at first, but credence would be so loving and gentle that you really didn’t care as long as you were with him


- credence would be trying so hard to be calm and controlled but he really can’t resist

- ‘are you okay?’ ‘i’m not hurting you, right?’ LIKE EVERY 15 SECONDS

- but it’s actually really sweet

*welp five more years till im allowed to even consider dating* (KIERA AGREES LIKE TUMBLR IS GOING “we’re forever single” but what if you’re like underage and still have a curfew)

-  credence would be incredibly nervous after the whole thing

- he would probably wondering if he was good enough, or that you could do better than him

- and you would just smother him in little kisses and assure him that he’s perfect

- because let’s ALL admit it, credence is too precious for any of us, am i rIGHT MACUSA


- roxanna


people are pulling up some of that sasaeng fan fansite footage, and if you look at it again, mark looks really scared and jeno looks highly uncomfortable. they’re minors… this actually is making me cry… 

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Say it with me kids: Alice in Wonderland has no references to drugs. It was written by a man who was by all accounts a complete and utter square, not to mention it was written for like, an eight year old, so please shut up about the drug thing, it’s not true. It’s just a boring way to look at things, people can be creative without the effects of drugs. I’m so sick of hearing about this all the time.


Warnings: oral sex (reader receiving), unprotected sex (use a condom, kids), hair pulling, smut (obviously), overuse of the word “fuck”,some fluff at the end
Summary: You get a haircut that’s a tad shorter than you want it to be, and you’re worried that Sebastian won’t be able to pull on it as efficiently as he used to with your long hair (based on a true story- minus the smut part :/ ).

Enjoy!! Please send me some feedback here, it helps me out so much! (gif is not mine).

I sighed, looking at the reflection shown in the mirror. I had just gotten a haircut and I specifically asked for a small trim, yet I am now staring at my hair at half its length than before. I ran my hand through it a few times trying to dismantle and ruffle it up in hopes of making it look some what pleasant to myself. I huffed as I gave up, resting my hands on the dresser connected to the mirror, glaring at my hair. 

Someone knocked on the bedroom door a few times before opening it, making my head jerk up at it. From the mirror, I could see Sebastian peeking out of it. I had told him this morning that I was going to the salon, so I guess he’s here to see it. I connected with his eyes and immediately looked away, slightly embarrassed. 

“Y/n, holy shit. Your hair looks so beautiful!” he praised, as he walked towards me. His arms pulled me into a hug from behind, his eyes still examining my hair in the mirror. 

“I hate it..” I mumbled.

“What? Why?” he furrowed his eyebrows in thorough confusion as he turned me around, his hands on my shoulders. I felt my cheeks burn up at finally admitting to myself the real reason why I hated it. 

“I just, I don’t know..” I felt flustered all of a sudden, not making eye contact with him. 

“What’s wrong with it?” He pressed on.

“There’s nothing wrong with it, I just..” I closed my eyes as I took a deep breath. “I’m just worried that… you know.. That you won’t be able to pull my hair as much anymore..” I rambled out the last part from embarrassment as I felt the heat grow on my cheeks. I glanced up at his face and his eyes wide with raised eyebrows, his lips pulled back into a smile. 

“Wait, wait.. What?” he laughed, pulling you closer to his chest as I buried my face in there.

“I’m just worried that you won’t be able to pull my hair as much when you, you know… fuck me.”  I felt his chest rumble against my head. 

“Baby, you know you’re not completely bald, right? You still have quite a handful of hair.”

“Yeah, I know that, but when I had long hair, it was so easy for you to pull it at any time during it and… I don’t know. I sound like an idiot,” I groaned, getting frustrated with myself for even bringing it up.

“You want me to prove it to you?” His hand already traveled to the back of my head, resting his fingers between my hair. I wasn’t sure how to respond, so I simply nodded my head as I finally looked him in his eyes. They were staring intently right back at me, so intense, I broke the contact. 

“Say it,” he whispered. I could tell he was still staring at me, but I found it difficult to return his stare. 

“Please, prove it.” With that, he immediately smashed his lips with mine. It was rough, teeth clashing and tongues colliding, but fuck, it turned me on so much. His tongue felt so smooth as it glided against mine. He pulled my bottom lip between his teeth, staring right my eyes eyes again as he let it go and bounce back into place. I stared at his wide-eyes, chest heaving slightly. 

He grabbed me by the back of my thighs and lifted me up to wrap my legs around his waist. I shrieked at the sudden movement as I quickly wrapped my arms around his neck. His physical strength never ceased to amaze me, but I was always so grateful for it in moments like this. I attached my mouth to the skin of his exposed shoulder peeking out from his shirt, softly biting it. He set me down on the bed gently. His hands wandered to the hem of my shirt, lifting it up and over my head as he quickly did the same to his shirt. He let out a groan as he finally saw the lacy, black bra that clad my breasts. 

“Fuck, you look so fucking hot, baby.” His mouth attached itself just above the cup of my bra, sucking dark bruises. He licked from the valley of my breasts all the way up to the base of my throat and up my chin, sweetly kissing my lips as I moaned at his gesture. His hand went to my back to unhook the bra. I slightly lifted my chest up to help him as he pulled the straps down my arms and threw it somewhere behind him. Both his hands massaged my breasts, groping them, his palms rubbing against my nipples. His lips traveled to my neck, sucking even darker bruises as he pinched my nipples. He knew how sensitive they always were, and he took it to his advantage. 

“God, I really want to eat your pussy,” he growled. His hands were still on my breasts as he continued to lower himself down my body, continuing his markings and occasional biting. He pressed light kisses on my stomach, yet the gesture didn’t match the movements of his hands. He quickly yanked my shorts along with my underwear and tossed them aside. His lips ghosted along the tops and insides of my thighs. His hands moved to grip the backs of my calves and he dragged me lower until my ass was right on the edge of the bed and his knees were on the floor. His hands slid up to the backs of my thighs as he slightly lifted them up, lifting my pussy up to him. I knew he could see the glistening from my wetness covering the entirety of it because you could feel it dripping in some places. 

“Beg me to eat your pussy,” he growled while staring at it. His thumb was rubbing into the damp skin of where your wetness had dripped down. My hands were gripping the sheets in anticipation, eyes staring up at the ceiling. 

“Please, eat me. You know what your mouth does to me. Please, Seb, I want it..” I whimpered out, hands tightening around the sheets with every word. I felt his breath right on me as he drew closer. He licked a flat stripe from my hole all the way up to my clit, swirling the tip of his tongue directly on my sensitive spot. My hips jolted from the sudden pleasure and a muffled cry that I tried to suppress escaped my lips. He wrapped my legs around his head as he dove in with his mouth even further. His tongue was licking more furiously over my clit, applying pleasure that sent thunder bolts up my thighs. My thighs were trembling as I tried to close them around his head. My hands moved to his hair, gripping it instead of the sheet. He was relentless in his torture. I looked down and I almost came at the sight. He had been staring at me this whole time, gazing my reaction, and I felt his smirk against me as he saw that I was watching him pleasure me. He threw a wink at me which served to turn me on even more, which he somehow made possible, as I rested my head back and let whimpers tumble out of me. 

He rubbed his chin against my hole as his mouth stayed on my clit. His scruff rubbed against me and I cried out at the heavenly feeling. The bastard knew that was my weakness. “Fuck! Fuck.. I’m, I’m gonna cum. Please let me cum,” I pleaded, my back arching away from the bed. At hearing my words, he stopped completely, pulling his mouth away from me. I whined loudly at the loss of his warmth, closing my legs completely and rubbed my thighs together, trying to finish myself off. He laughed, knowing it wouldn’t be enough to make me cum. I looked at him; his chin was covered in my slick as he licked at his mouth trying to get all of it. His pants were already below his waist, his cock out in display. You moaned at the thought of how he was jerking off while eating you out. 

“Turn around for me, baby. Face down, ass up,” he said as he smacked the side of my thigh lightly. I turned around and I laid my head on my cheek, knees on the bed as I pushed my ass towards him as he kneeled on the bed behind me.

“Good girl. Fuck, look at that pussy. I can’t wait to be buried in there,” he whispered.

His hand trailed up my back, tracing the curve it created. He gripped the small length of my hair on my shoulders, pulling my head up slightly. I moaned at the feeling, indulging in it.

“And you said I wouldn’t be able to do this anymore,” he snickered.

“God, please just fuck me. I need you.”

“Need what?” he continued to tease. I whimpered and tried to bury my face in the bed, but his grip on my hair restricted the movement. His other hand gripped his length, tugging at it a few times before rubbing the tip over my clit, smearing the precum on me. 

“Please, I need your cock inside me so bad, please, please..” I rambled. I didn’t even care how vulnerable I sounded at this point. He tapped his cock against my clit a few more times before moving it up to my entrance. 

“That’s my girl..” he groaned as he pushed the tip in, filling me up slowly. I moved to position myself on my elbows. He started to thrust into me slowly, the hand in my hair moving to grip my ass, lightly smacking it. I whimpered, feeling myself succumb to the feeling of him filling me up. 

“Is this what you wanted?” He asked, spanking me harder. Then he started pounding into me quickly, pulling out until the tip was just barely left inside and roughly pushing in. 

“Or is this what you wanted?” he growled, pounding into me. The sound of skin smacking against skin served to turn me on even further. His left hand quickly moved to grip my hair again, pulling it to make my neck crane back. He leaned forward to meet my eyes, smirking at how wrecked I looked. I couldn’t seem to keep my mouth closed and stop the moans as he continued to relentlessly pound into me.

“Seb..” I whined. He leant forward, his torso sticking to my back. He pressed sweet kisses on my right shoulder. 


“Please… Your fingers,” I managed to moan out.

‘You want my fingers?” he taunted.

“I need it, please.” 

My voice was at a higher pitch than usual. He knew that only happened when I was close. The hand wrapped around my waist lowered to my clit. The whole length of his fingers rubbed me in circles and my mouth dropped open, but no sounds came out. His other hand was still in my hair, lightly tugging at the roots and everything just felt heavenly. 

“You’re gonna cum for me, aren’t you?” he breathed out. “Fuck, I’m so close too. Cum for me, baby, cum all over my fucking cock.”

He relentlessly thrusted into me, hitting all the right spots and forcing my orgasm out with an intensity that never seems to fade away no matter how many times he fucked me. I came with a loud cry, falling from my elbows. I heard him grunt as he filled me up with his warm liquid. The hand on my clit slowed down, but the wave of sensitivity still hit me like electric currents, sending my thighs to flutter and twitch. We stayed in this position for a while, his hand still in my hair, simply resting it, my back against his sweaty chest as he laid on top of me, spreading kisses wherever he could. 

“Come on, baby. Let me clean you up.”

I groaned, “But I’m so comfortable..”

“I promise we can cuddle afterwards.’ He’s now standing and I turn around to see him offering his hand out. I take it and he pulls me up to embrace me before bending down and lifting me by my knees, carrying me bridal style as he walked us into the bathroom. 

“I fucking love your hair, and from the looks of it, I don’t think I’ll have any problems handling it in the bedroom, okay? he said in a low voice. I looked up at him to see him smiling brightly at me.

“Thanks..” You said, still slightly embarrassed.

“You’re welcome, princess.”

also… please picture a random providence ri resident who happened to follow hockey in the years jack was active being VERY CONFUSED bc they just saw stanley cup champion jack l zimmermann get out of a minivan with a fanny pack, sunscreen, a whole tote bag & eight kids of various ethnicities and ages with the same look on his face as a face off as he drags a ten year old into the aquarium with the seven other kids trailing behind. and heading up the back is a very cheerful, camp counselor type man ushering the stragglers through with seemingly infinite patience. honestly… its pretty adorable. the random providence ri resident is pleased with this development. they snap a picture and tweet it. (and then a verified twitter account, @omgcheckplease retweets it (and then immediately after, @jackzimmermanndoes too))

Fates Supports In A Nutshell: Royals Edition VERSION 2

Requested by Anon. Opposite couples edition here.

Takumi + Camilla

-C support-

  • Camilla: You’re so precious, but whatever are you doing practicing out here all by yourself?
  • Takumi: To get away. From PEOPLE.

-B support-

  • Camilla: I’m ever so sorry you don’t trust me, so how about we eat something together?

-A support-

  • Takumi: Okay I sorta trust you now but PLEASE stop trying to feed me.
  • Camilla: But you’re such a precious baby.

-S support-

  • Camilla: Aww, you’ve grown up SO MUCH. I look forward to helping you even more as your wife.

Ryoma + Elise

-C support-

  • Ryoma: You’re such a kid, but that’s okay.
  • Elise: I’m just being me!

-B support-

  • Ryoma: You’re too sweet to be on the battlefield and it’s my fault that you are because I’m so powerless.
  • Elise: But you’re the strong one, not me…

-A support-

  • Ryoma: I will need your assistance in teaching others to make daisy crowns instead of war.
  • Elise: You can count on me!

-S support-

  • Ryoma: I love you–
  • Elise: I love–hey, that’s what I was going to say!

Leo + Hinoka

-C support-

  • Leo: The way you fight is impressive but too brazen. I can’t put it on paper.
  • Hinoka: You play with your strategies and I’ll worry about my battles, NERD.

-B support-

  • Leo: Princess, you really fight too aggressively…
  • Hinoka: Listen you–

-A support-

  • Leo: I have finally recognized that your balls are bigger than mine and I’m okay with that.
  • Hinoka: Good!

-S support-

  • Leo: It seems we both love one another.
  • Hinoka: Yeah, but you need to know I’m going to wear the pants in this relationship.

Xander + Sakura

-C support-

  • Sakura: …………………Um………………………….H-Hi…
  • Xander: Erm… hello? Can I help—oh, she ran off.

-B support-

  • Sakura: You’re scary AF.
  • Xander: …She ran away again.

-A support-

  • Xander: I used to be a cinnamon roll like you, but I changed! Let me help you learn to speak boldly!
  • Sakura: [Sakura.exe has stopped]

-S support-

  • Xander: /nervously offers ring/
  • Sakura: /nervously accepts ring/
4 word sentence starters

1. “I don’t like you.” 

2. “What’s going on here?” 

3. “Buy me a drink?” 

4. “Act serious for once.” 

5. “Have we met before?” 

6. “So, what’s your name?” 

7. “Just don’t look down.” 

8. “Get away from me!” 

9. “You are so stupid.” 

10. “You are so cute.” 

11. “Don’t forget your ___.” 

12. “Don’t get cocky, kid.” 

13. “Did you do this?” 

14. “Did I scare you?” 

15. “Please stop doing that.” 

16. “I love you too.” 

17. “Don’t mess this up.” 

18. “Keep your head down.” 

19. “Can I help you?” 

20. “What do you want?” 

21. “Did I/they hurt you?” 

22. “Don’t look at it.” 

23. “You need to eat.” 

24. “I brought you dinner.” 

25. “I’m at the hospital.” 

26. “It’s not safe here.” 

27. “Can you hear me?” 

28. “It’s so beautiful outside.” 

29. “Stay out of there.” 

30. “May I kiss you?”  

31. “Don’t look at me.” 

32. “Do you need help?” 

33. “What do you need?” 

34. “Who’s cooking dinner tonight?”

35. “You. Me. Movie marathon.” 

jeemyjamz  asked:

DUUUDE! I think Cole went to visit lili! On her recent insta story she posted a pic of a jeep's interior which looked suspicious as hell 'cause if you look at one of KJ's videos he took of Cole when they took that road trip together you could see what the inside of cole's jeep looks like and it looks EXACTLY like the one lili just posted a pic of

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?? DUDE IF THIS IS TRUE!!!! I thought that pic was kinda weird but maybe thats whyyyy. I was literally JUST thinking about how sad I was that they’re not gonna hang out for a while. @ the almighty lilicole God, please let this be true.

˻ christmas rp prompts ˺

→ in times of merry door-to-door lullabies, snowball fights, and freezing cold temperatures


  • Are you going to the Christmas Party one of the guys is hosting tonight? I heard it’s gonna be pretty awesome/awful.
  • You look ridiculous.
  • You sure you don’t mind coming all with me to the Christmas ball? I know you’d rather stay home and all.
  • Do you like my sweater? I just bought it today!
  • Hey, could you answer the door for me, please? I think there’s some kids outside the door.
  • 🎵Do you wanna build a snowmaan?🎵
  • I’ve never actually experienced a snow day before, since I live in a pretty warm place, so this is amazing…
  • Oh, God, look at this ugly ass couples sweater here. Let’s buy it.
  • CRAP, I forgot to do my Christmas shopping!


  • Send  for our muses to be stuck inside a building while being snowed in. (Hard Mode: send it twice for our muses are stuck inside an old shack/abandoned building/etc.)
  • Send 🎼 for our muses to sing Christmas lullabies door-to-door.
  • Send 🐧 for my muse to suddenly bring home a penguin. (Send it twice to reverse it to your muse.)
  • Send 🎄 for our muses to set up a Christmas tree.
  • Send 🎁 for your muse to give mine a present. (Send it twice to reverse it to your muse.)


  • The Cold Never Bothered Me Anyway: your muse suddenly gets ice powers one day out of the blue - lasts for 3 threads.
  • Ho Ho Ho: your muse is suddenly assigned to become Santa Claus for this year, forcing you to send ‘presents’ to at least 5 other muses.
  • It’s A Christmas Miracle: your muse’s ultimate life wish is all of the sudden fulfilled! - unfortunately, it only lasts for a single day.
Summary 9

Summary of:  March 23rd. 2017(Hitman)


“No one is allowed to die this stream, got it?!“ -nissa1782, 2017

Ryan appeared in the chat to announce he was going to be late.  We were stunned by this news.  Really.

“Look, kid-down o'clock is a moving target when I’m here alone!“ -SortaMaliciousGaming, 2017 

“Are we talking typical Ryan late or epic game of Uno late?” -Me, 2017  

“We have to make sure to inform all the newcomers that Ryan will be late-please hold your shocked gasps. : P” -Me, 2017  

SageBailey:  @Allison0128 Yeah, he just lurks in the chat.                 

Allison0128:  @SageBailey He just wants to know all of the terrible things we say about him.

Me:  We only say terrible things about him when he’s playing games.: P

Tired Ryan is, according to him, as close to drunk as he will ever get.

Ryan is telling us how many things we will be feeling about the upcoming Heroes & Halfwits.

“Albus Cumberbatch, who did you kill?”  -nissa1782, 2017

The cots are back.

Ryan can barely talk.XD

“We are going places my verbal ineptitude has never gone before.” -Ryan Haywood, 2017


Ryan starts talking about his trip to Japan, and he just goes on and on about the food on the plane.XD

Aaaaaaand he’s already died in-game.

A family apparently just left their child next to him on the plane.

"Were they just like, ‘We bet this man is a father. Put the child here.'” -vivaciousWordsmith, 2017                 

“He’s mad like Hamlet, though when the wind blows southernly, he knows a hawk from a handsaw.” -rivertamsong, 2017

“Yes, the chat is amazing.  I’ve cultivated a pretty incredible community, and I think that owes as much to all of you folks-more to all of you folks-than it does to me, so you thank you all for being so inter-supportive and helping eachother out.  I’m really proud of everybody.” -Ryan Haywood, 2017 

Someone asked Ryan who he’d Fuck/Marry/Kill out of Gavin, Geoff, and Barney The Dinosaur.  Ryan doesn’t see why he has to limit himself to just one kill.

I firmly believe Ryan actually uses the chat donations to buy his exotic cheeses.  Everyone else does too, but they support this.

Ryan keeps failing and restarting before he can get killed.  I fully intend to count all these restarts as deaths.

"Can’t make an omelet without murdering a few innocent bystanders or whatever.” -rosinna18, 2017

Ryan played football in high school.  He was a cornerback in defense and a receiver in offense.  He makes sure to explain he played AMERICAN football, because he’s not very good at running, which you totally don’t have to do in American football.


Chat got bored waiting for Ryan to return and named his chair “Cher”.

When Ryan found out, he commented that he needs to get a new chair, and chat went nuts.


I hope everything works out, Xixius!

Me:  If I worked at AH, you know the first thing I would do?   Write "Uno” on a ping pong ball and slip it into the Rou-Let’s Play thing. 

nissa1782:  @SyberiaWinx You monster.   

Ryan is becoming increasingly less coherent as the stream goes on.  It’s a little funny. 

In an effort to draw out the target, Ryan tampered with the sinks, then had a meltdown when no one came to investigate.  He ended up killing the guard in a fit of rage.  

Ryan said my real name in the stream. : D  I think someone cheered it to him?  Thanks to whoever that was!  Can someone give me a timestamp if there was a cheer?

He ended up killing everyone BUT the target and died horribly.

…and then he learned he was doing the whole thing wrong.

Ryan is exhausted and barely coherent, but he refuses to go to bed, despite chat telling him he should.  He wants to accomplish something after streaming for three hours(Actually more like two hours).

The chat is so cute.  We’re all trying to convince Ryan to just go to bed, with efforts including threatening to take away his Xbox or turn off the stream.  He childishly pouted and refused at first, saying we couldn’t make him.  Then someone pointed out we felt like how he feels when he’s trying to get Eli to bed, and he finally relented.

Goodnight, Ryan.

Today’s Mission……………Sorta Successful?

Ryan tried to stop the stream with him falling out of his chair like he’d fallen asleep, but it didn’t work.XD  He’s such a dork.

I remember this boy from my elementary school. 
He was really pretty, he looked just like a girl and he was really delicate and had a really kind smile despite the other kids were constantly making fun of him because he was abandoned by his mother. we’ve spent 5 years in the same classroom, but we barely ever spoke to each other. I was the little bookworm,extremely quiet girl that would have done anything to please the teachers. He never did his homeworks, was very loud, and he would do the exact opposite of what the teachers told him to do.
We had nothing in common,despite those moments we shared twice a week, when we had to eat at the school dining hall. We both didn’t like to eat much, and the food there was awful. But while the rest of the class, after finishing their meals, went back to the lessons, we had to stay there, alone, untill we would have finished everything that was in the plate. We would just sit there silently, staring at our unfinished scrambled eggs (but they tasted more like sawdust) untill we ate it out of frustation. 
I remember one day, outside was snowing and this time in front of us there was some of those disgusting fried sticks of fish. They were cold and looked really sad, I looked around me and the boy was crying. He didn’t really make any noise, the tears were just sliding down his cheeks while he was staring at the snow falling down outside the big windows. For a moment i felt really uncomfortable,like an intruder in his private life. I started crying too. He looked at me like he just woke up from a dream, dried his tears with the sleeves of his jumper, stood up, took my plate and throw it out the window. So i run over the window, and looked down shocked: our sticks of fish disappeared and just left some holes in the snow. For some reasons we found it really funny and burst out laughing holding our hands while we were still looking down the window. A teacher came in that moment, she gave us a mark for bad behaviour: “the two students throw their food out of the window and laughed while holding hands. They wouldn’t stop laughing when the teacher scold them ”. That was the first bad mark i’ve ever had in my life and also the first time i felt accepted just for who i was.
We never really spoke again after that day,but i still think about that boy sometimes…


Alright, I’m not officially back yet, but obviously I had to log on and post a giant brain-dump about the fucking TLOU2 TRAILER OMG FINALLY AHHHHHH.

No kidding, I spent a good long while yesterday hyperventilating and making loud noises and gibbering. My husband was very pleased with me, as you can probably imagine.

So here’s a messy collection of thoughts on the trailer!

  • The animation looks so good, holy shit. That grass just waving slightly in the wind? Beautiful.
  • Ashley’s voice acting in this trailer alone is incredible: the roughed-up singing (she does have a lovely singing voice!), the breathing, the beats. Amazing.
  • MY BABY GIRL HAS A TATTOO I’M SO PROUD. On her scarred arm, no less. I couldn’t even make out the bite, could you guys?
  • Joel did teach her how to play guitar. In a bleak trailer, that gave me some warm fuzzies.
  • I’ve had the song she sings stuck in my head all day.
  • @raffinit, @anne1marie, and I can’t get over how much Ellie resembles Tess in her new, older character design: The hair, the angles of her face, the cuts on her neck that are in the same place as Tess’s bite. Wild.
  • I love how Joel coming upon the carnage Ellie has wrought in this house sort of perfectly mirrors the first cinematic trailer for the first game, when Ellie runs through that hotel full of dead guys and finds Joel beating one last adversary to death with a wooden plank. However, interesting to see how there are no infected in this trailer. Druckmann continues to emphasize that this is really a game about people, and this trailer is very much on human terms.
  • God as soon as I saw Joel’s silhouette I screamed. My trash dad lumberjack husband is back with his stupid boots and his stupid jacket and his stupid revolver. Even though he only has two lines here, straight chills.
  • Through the course of the first game, we see how much Ellie has change, how much she’s lost her innocence. The intervening four years since the end of that game (Ellie will be 19 in the sequel) can’t have done her any favors. Still, it’s a little jarring to see how much hate there is in Ellie’s eyes, her voice, her heart. Druckmann has explicitly said this game will be about hate, whereas the first game will be about love. I can’t wait to follow this character arc.
  • Lots of speculation about the people Ellie wants revenge on. My personal theories are that Joel really told her some shit about the Fireflies to cement the lie, in which case, he follows her around uneasily as she takes them out; when he finally confesses, I think she has to kill him. If Joel dies, there’s only one person, I think, that Druckmann will let kill him, and that person is without a doubt Ellie. Or, are these bandits that attacked Jackson and destroyed it? Maybe the Fireflies gutted Jackson?
  • God this fucking soundtrack destroys me. So glad Gustavo Santollala is coming back.

What are your thoughts? I’ll be back for good after the holidays, and I’ll be super pumped to talk to you all then! Thanks for all your kinds messages checking in on me. I miss you all! <3

Welcome to Hell (Jungkook)

WARNING: This story contains mental illness (could be triggering to some) and other NSFW mentions.

Partner: Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Angst/Smut/Fluff

Summary: Y/n is the girl who smiles through all of her pain, but one day she is admitted into the teen psych ward and only then she experiences true happiness with the people around her, especially the quiet boy who can’t keep his eyes off of her.

Part 2  Part 3

“So here is your room key” A lady spoke softly to me, her silver coloured hair making her look older then she is. 

“Please come this way” A tall lengthy man walked in front of me, just by looking around I could tell that these kids were no ordinary kids. There was one talking to herself near the bathrooms, ‘Do not approach them, let them approach you” I thought, remembering what my therapist had told me.

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Simon Says


Heyyyy, I’m back!! I wrote a thing!! It’s only short but I hope you like it!

Prompted by @thot-o-rama


Raphael continued to look down at the book in his hands.


He turned the page with a little more aggression than was necessary.


He stared at the same line on the page without reading it.


Dios, what?’

Raphael looked up at Simon at last, sitting across from him. There was a comic book open in front of him and a goofy smile plastered across his face.

‘When you were a kid, did you ever play Simon Says?’

‘Please tell me you did not just bug me for ten minutes to ask about children’s games.’

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