let me marry you or something ok

cas’ monologues have been getting more and more elaborate and emotional and personal. by the rate he’s going, come 12x15 he’ll be proposing to dean  

12x09:  “This sad, doomed little world, It needs you. It needs every Winchester it can get, and I will not let you die. I won’t let any of you die. And I won’t let you sacrifice yourselves. You mean too much to me. To everything.

12x12: “Knowing you has been the best part of my life and the things we’ve shared together have changed me. You’re my family. I love you. I love all of you.

see also: how at the end of cas’ speeches he’ll say something super personal, then he’s like wow shit that’s too deep and intimate. “dean, will you marry me? ….all of us? will you marry all of us? sam get the ring.”

Lance leans back in his chair and shoots Hunk a wink. “I am a man of mystery, as it were.” Hunk rolls his eyes without meaning to.
“Oh, really?”
“I’m enigmatic. I could be batman and you wouldn’t even know.
“Well, we sleep in the same bed, and I’m pretty sure I would have noticed if you had started fighting crime.”
“Well- How do you know??”
“You’d tell me first thing. You’re horrible at secret keeping. You’re like- You’re oblivious, but once you know something you make sure I do too.”
“Tsuyoshi!!” Lance punches Hunk in the arm and pouts. Hunk’s smirk drops.
“You know I love you, Lance. We’re married.”
“You could let me be flirtatious every once in a while.” Lance’s shoulders relax and he fights a smile. Hunk leans over and kisses his cheek.
“Not a chance.”

Inspiration

Set in S13b on a quiet night in the hospital, Amelia needs to share some news. The start of this fic has been sat in my drafts for like… a year?! And I finally found a reason to finish it.


Inspiration is a funny thing. I can stand and look at a brain scan for days on end and… nothing. Nothing will come to me; no answer will hit me like a brick to the face, no bulb will suddenly light up in my mind, and no neurons will ignite a fire to get my thought process to where it needs to be.

I remember Derek once calling me up and telling me (or rather, bragging to me) that he’d managed to solve a brain tumour by playing baseball on the roof of the hospital with Lexie Grey. And let’s not forget the time he thought he’d cure the lame with a design he’d seen from within his toothpaste spit.

Brains inspire me. I see their function, their shape, their texture, their abnormalities, their capabilities; I see the brain and get excited. So as I stand here and a rush of adrenaline courses through my veins, I immediately need to share my joy at having solved the brain tumour I’ve been looking at for weeks now.

“I’m amazing!” I turn around to Edwards only to discover she’s no longer there. When the heck did she leave? I look to the clock and discover it’s half past two in the morning. I’ve been standing here for longer than I thought trying desperately to work out how to simultaneously do two operations in one - one requires the patient to be awake, the other asleep. It’s impossible. Obviously. But I think I’ve come up with a fix. I just need a sounding board. That’s why I need Edwards.

I sweep my eyes over the scans one final time, narrow my eyes and purse my lips.

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“Who I Am Inside” Part 9

A/N: I am soo sorry this took so long! I was literally dragging it out. B/S/O to @nothin-after-79​ for helping me proof read it before posting it! Love her so much! Please leave me your feed back and let me know what you think! Please also like and share! Enjoy! :)


I woke up with a start. My palms were sweaty and my knees were shaking. Terror coursing through my entire body as I visualized of what I just saw in my dream. My mother and my baby sister, lying on the floor covered in blood. I’m just standing over them. Tears streaming down my face as I watched my whole world shatter before my eyes. Watching them beg for mercy as the stranger has his go at them. I can’t do anything, as much as I try to, no one sees me. I call out to them as they continue to scream for help as I beg him to take me instead. The way my sister looked at me with her deep blue eyes for the last time is a look I will never forget. It will be a reminder burned into my brain of what I lost. Of what I can never have. To hold her in my arms again. To see her little body lying on the floor, lifeless, covered in blood, and her hand intertwined with my mom’s. It was all too much.

Nevaeh’s last scream ripped through my soul. I screamed out for her, trying to shelter her body from anymore harm. My baby sister, she’s gone. The woman who raised me, the one who I ran to for comfort, the one who I never thought would leave me, is gone. Then my body starts to fade, everything goes blurry, and I’m not there anymore.

“Hey! Hey! Y/n! Wake up! It’s just a dream!” Sam shakes me violently, until my body responds. I gasp for air, as I ran a hand over my sweat covered face. I was shaking like a madwoman, trying to grasp a hold on reality. Once I’m fully aware, I take in my surroundings. Remembering that I’m in my room at the bunker. My eyes meet his and I just break down. My eyes burning with hot tears, and my throat closes up as I try to let out a sob stuck in my throat. Sam consoles me and holds me in his arms for a few minutes. I felt like I couldn’t breathe. My breaths coming out harsh and shallow.

Once my breaths even out, I look at Sam. His eyes looked glassy, as if tears were in his eyes. “I’m here, Y/n. Don’t worry, it was just a dream.” Sam kisses my forehead and lays my head on his chest. The soothing beat of his heart helps me relax. I wipe my tear filled eyes and pulled away to look at the clock. 3:45 A.M. My heart plummeted. Realizing, that I probably woke him up.

“Sam, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you. You need your sleep, especially with the case tomorrow.” I said, trying not to make eye contact since I felt so guilty. “It’s fine y/n/n. That’s what big brothers are for. Do you want me to stay with you? Would that help you feel better?” I shook my head no. “No, you need your sleep. I’ll be fine. I feel a lot better now. Besides, this is a twin bed and it wouldn’t allow us to stretch out. You go, I’ll be fine. It was just a bad dream” I assured him. Myself probably more than him. He looked at me with a not convinced at all expression.

  “Sam, I’ll be fine. I promise.” I told him, not even believing myself. That didn’t matter though, only as long as he believed it. “Do you want to talk about it?” concern still etched across his face. I shook my head no again. “I don’t even want to think about it honestly. I’m just going to try and go back to sleep and forget about it.” I pulled the covers back over me and Sam got back up, and watched me.

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“Goodnight Sam. Again, I’m sorry for waking you.” He leaned down and gave me a hug. “Anytime, Y/n. If you ever need anyone to talk to we’re always here. Only a room away.” He walked to the door and opened it. Before he shut it, he turned off my light and told me “Goodnight”. I turned on my side and tried to calm myself before I shut my eyes, but every time I closed them, all I saw were their faces covered in blood. I reached out for Nevaeh’s pink blanket on my nightstand and held it close to me. The fabric catching all my tears.

My nightmares are getting worse. Every night I dreamed about them. Occasionally, I dreamed about Sam and Dean biting the bullet for me. It tore me apart from the inside out. I’m so afraid the same thing is going to happen with the boys. If it does, I don’t know what I’ll do. They are already like my family. They are the only people I have left besides Carter and Cas. I promised myself I would try to protect them at all costs. Even if that meant leaving the bunker, if the thing that killed my family progresses on towards us. They were too good of men to die in such a terrible way. I won’t let that happen.

Around seven, I decided to get up. I slept only for an hour total after that God awful nightmare. I made myself a bowl of cereal and sat down at the counter. My gaze is set dead ahead, as my mind wonders off. I try to focus on the case that Sam, Dean, and I are going on today. Cas took Carter with him, so the bunker would be empty while we are gone. I was so lost in my trance, I didn’t hear Sam sneak up behind me. He tapped my shoulder and I jumped, almost choking on the spoonful of cereal I just shoved into my mouth.

“You men and scaring people! I swear! Can’t you give a woman a break!” I half yelled. Sam put his hands up, meaning he means no harm. A smirk lingered on his face. “I just wanted to ask you if you got anymore sleep last night after that? I didn’t meant to startle you. It looks like you’re a bit on edge this morning. Do you still want to go on the case?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. I slept like a baby. I’m just a little irritable today. Of course I want to go on the case.” I said, as I took a sip of coffee. Sam dropped the subject. He must of known I wasn’t going to say anything else about it, but that didn’t mean he was going to stop worrying.

“Ok, so this case we are going on involves 3 guys who mysteriously died by drowning. Which I happened to find out that all three of them have something in common. They were all married and had kids. The drive is about 2 hours from here so it’s not to far. Dean said he would be back after filling up the impala. Then we will leave. I also got you your fake FBI badge” He handed it to me, and I took it.

“Scarlett Underwood.” Hmm. “Let me guess, Carrie Underwood and Scarlett Johansson.” I raised my eyebrow, and waited for his response. “Hey, at least It’s not Agent Beyonce!” We both laughed, I remembered the boys telling me all about the celebrity names Cas uses. It always ended up being a female pop singer.

  “Thank you, Sam. I’m going to go get ready. Be back here soon.” I walked to my room and grabbed my makeup bag. I went to the bathroom and put some on and straightened my hair. 30 minutes later, I went back to my room. I looked in my closet at all the professional outfits I had. I refused to wear heels just in case something happens to where I have to run. Plus, I can’t stand being in them for too long because my feet really hurt. I decided to wear some dark gray slacks, a dressy black tank top with ruffles at the front, and a dark gray blazer to match the pants. I picked a comfy pair of black dress shoes and grabbed my black handbag, then I headed towards the kitchen.

  As I entered, I heard Dean whistle. I looked over at him and smiled as he acted like he was checking me out. He took his coffee and then said “You sure do look purrty!” in a southern accent. I giggled and thanked him as he handed me a drink. “So you ready kiddo? It’s the big day? You nervous?” I took a sip of the coffee he handed me and replied back. “Pretending to be an FBI agent and hoping a whole bunch of cops don’t arrest me, this isn’t nerve racking at all!” I said sarcastically, while Dean chuckled.

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“Just take it easy, once you do it enough it will become natural to you. Besides, you got it down pat.” He gave me an encouraging smile, and patted me on the back. “You guys ready to go?” Sam asked, carrying his bag to the garage. We both nodded and followed along. I sat in the back seat and rehearsed my lines in my head.

When we got to the house of the first dead husband, Sam and Dean gave me one last pep talk before we went in. I had my lines down pat and I felt confident. I shut the door to the impala and started follow Sam across the street. I looked both ways before I crossed. I saw a tall figure in the distance looking at me. He had messy black hair and a scruffy looking beard. He looked like he was in his early 50’s at best. I didn’t realize how long I was staring at him until Sam called my name and made a hand motion for me to follow.

The shadowed figure smirked at me before I turned to catch up with the boys. Once I was at the door, Dean asked me what I was looking at. I turned and pointed to the man I had saw, but he was gone. Sam gave me a concerned look. I just shook my head and told them it must of been all the coffee I had this morning.

I watched Sam and Dean go to work on Interrogating the woman. I stayed back and observed, wanting to watch them in action before I stepped in. I walked around the victorian styled home to study the pictures hanging on the wall by the staircase and saw all their memories. They had a little girl who was no older 7. She reminded me of Nevaeh with her beautiful, long hair. It almost brought tears to my eyes until I heard Dean call out for me.

“Agent Underwood, is there any more questions you would like to ask?” Dean asked, giving me a look. “Mrs. Hathaway, did you notice anything out of the ordinary about your husband up to the day of his death?” I asked, sympathetically.

“What do you mean out of the ordinary?” She questioned.

“Like, was he acting different towards you? Was his behavior the same? Did his relationship change any with his daughter? Also, do you know if he had any enemies?”

“Heavens, no! George wouldn’t hurt a fly! I wouldn’t know who would want him dead. Everyone loved him!” tears started falling down her cheeks, and she looked at the window.

“He did complain of being cold a lot, and he was jumpy his last few days. I just thought it was because of the job interview he was going on. So, I just blew it off. That was probably so stupid of me.” She revealed, as she let out a sniffle.

“Thank you for your time, Mrs. Hathaway. Again, I am so sorry for your loss.” She gave me a hug before she led us to the door. “Hmm, cold spots and jumpy behavior before he died. Sounds like we got a vengeful ghost here.” Dean said, as we walked back to the car.
“That’s what it appears to be, but now we just got to find out who and why before it kills anymore people. What do you think, Y/n/n?” Sam inquired, as both boys focused on you.

You were looking at an old journal you found on the floor in the backseat. It appeared to be worn down and the binding just looked awful. You opened it gently and your eyes roamed over the pages as they stopped at the name “John Winchester”.

“That’s dad’s hunting journal. He used to take that thing everywhere. You can look at it, if you want. It talks about almost every hunt he’s been on. It was very useful to Sam and I when we started hunting together by ourselves.” Dean smiled.

I thanked him and continued to look through it. Seeing all what was in it. After I passed the part about wendigo’s, a picture fell out. It was Sam, Dean, and John. They were all younger and the boys looked like they were in high school. John was smiling in the picture, but his smile didn’t meet his eyes. Dean looked liked he won the lottery in this and Sam just looked like he was upset.

“Did you guys ever get along with Dad?” my eyes averted from the picture to the back of their heads. Waiting for their responses. They both paused and thought for a moment. Dean opened and closed his mouth a few times. Trying to come up with a response. Sam beat him to the punch.

“Not really. He was just so absorbed in finding the yellow eyed demon that killed our mom, that he never made time for us. Sure, he dragged us along almost to everywhere he went, but he was more like a drill sergeant than a dad. Dad and I never really saw eye to eye since are both very stubborn.” Sam said, still looking straight ahead.

“Bobby was more like a dad to us than anyone. You would of loved him. A great hunter, awesome guy, and he knew just about everything with the lore. He was there for us a lot. I don’t know what we would of done without him.” Dean gives a sad smile. I could tell he missed him a lot.

Time flew after we went to the morgue and interviewed the other families. Sam and Dean were certain it was a ghost seeking vengeance. After I pulled an all nighter for research, we had a suspect. His name was Zachary Turk. He died 14 years ago when 4 teenage boys decided to go out for a drive after hitting a kegger. They accidently ran his car into a river and he drowned. The guys involved in the accident never told a soul about it, and promised to never speak of it again. Zach had an 8 year old girl at the time and a loving wife. I could see how he wanted to show the men the pain of being ripped away from their loved ones. All of the victims deaths dealt with water.

We saved the last guy on the hit list before he drowned. It involved me jumping in after him while Sam and Dean went and burned a painting of the guy. As I got the guy to the dock and helped him out, I felt myself being dragged under. I kicked myself out the spirits grip, but he was almost to strong for me. I fought my hardest, trying to get away, but it seemed like nothing was working. When I thought my lungs would give out from lack of oxygen, I saw the same figure as I did earlier near Mrs. Hathaway’s house. He helped me get out of it’s gripped and I finally reached the surface. I gasped for air and looked around.

“Y/N! Y/N Winchester! Where are you!” I heard Dean yelling frantically.

“Dean! Sam! I’m over here!” I bellowed. Dean caught my eye and jumped in after me, he swam towards me and pulled me in his arms. Holding me tightly, we swam back to the deck. Sam was waiting for us there and helped pull us up.

“You ok, Y/n?” Dean asked out of breath

“I’m fine, thank you for jumping in. It got ahold of my ankle and I think I sprained it. Did you get the remains?” I asked, as Sam helped me up.

“It’s over. You did great, kiddo! Your first case was a success.” He flashed me a big smile. I smiled back at him as he helped me in the backseat of the car.

“We will be right back. Dean and I just have to talk to this guy than we can head back to the motel. You get first dibs on shower, since you earned it.” he shut the door and walked back over to Dean.

I laid my head back on the headrest. Thanking God that everything turned out to be a success. My mind still wandered off to the stranger who helped me today, wondering who it was. Then I remembered something. I reached down and grabbed my father’s journal and looked at the picture. How could it be?

“So you figured it out, huh?” John smiled, as he was sitting next to me in the backseat. I was shocked to see my father sitting here beside. I was speechless.

“How? H- What?” I mumbled, trying to put the pieces together.

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“I needed to tell you that I’m proud of you. For sticking it out with your brothers, and for not giving up when times got hard for you. I know I was not a good father, but I hope that won’t hurt yours and your brothers relationship. I love you, Y/n. I’m so sorry, for everything.” before I knew it, he was gone in a blink of an eye. I snapped back into reality as Sam and Dean got back into the car.

“So are you ready for a celebration with burgers and Netflix back at the motel?” Dean smiled as he buckled. I nodded, looking down at the picture in my hand of my father. Letting some of the anger go that I had towards him, as I lost myself in thought on the drive back.


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anonymous asked:

OK so I'm getting married tomorrow and I'm shitting myself in case something goes horribly wrong and she changes her mind or something and I love her to death so I don't want that to happen, what the fuck do I do.

Okay so let me tell you the honest thing about weddings:

- If your partner was going to back out she’d have done so already by now. She’s marrying you, so she obviously loves you. Despite movies it’s extremely rare and unlikely to be left at the altar. Just trust that she loves you if she’s marrying you, because uncertainty or doubting her on that front is not a great way to start a marriage. People don’t just change their minds on the day of their wedding.

- Some shit WILL go wrong. It won’t be related to you actually marrying her. But let me tell you, weddings are basically just giant parties disguised to look classy and shit WILL GO SO WRONG. Our wedding cake melted in the summer heat and slid apart, requiring emergency surgery to fix it. Our balloons all deflated overnight, since my mother and brothers-in-law did it themselves with helium tanks rather than do it professionally. My uncle who was the wedding car driver woke up the day of the wedding with horrific diarrhoea so he missed it and Alex had to get driven to the hall in someone else’s car. My own damn parents both forgot their phones and so couldn’t film the ceremony. SHIT WILL GO WRONG. And it will be the best day of your life and those things will be hilarious to look back on. Trust me.

Congratulations and good luck mon ami.

My Asian Drama List

This is my crowning achievement. It is the list of Korean dramas that I have watched or am watching. The VVIP list is in order of my love for them while the other lists are in no particular order. These dramas are all Korean unless noted otherwise, and the shows with X I have watched more than once. Of course this is a work in progress, so please stayed tuned. My list of things I’m currently watching is basically shows that I have started and want to finish. I also listed the dramas I want to watch in the future at the bottom. Last updated 3/22/14

VVIP

1.    My Girlfriend is a Gumiho X4
2.    Rooftop Prince X3
3.    Innocent Man/Nice Guy X3
4.    Summer Fever (Taiwanese)X2
5.    Ice Adonis
6.    I’m Sorry, I Love You
7.    Coffee Prince X3
8.    The Vineyard Man
9.    Arang and the Magistrate

Great Ones

10.   Dream High
11.   Me Too, Flower
12.   Can You Hear My Heart?
13.   Invincible Lee Pyung Kang
14.   Kpop Ultimate Audition
15.   Big 
16.   Secret Garden
17.   Shining Inheritance
18.   Boys Over Flowers
19.   Personal Taste X2
20.   49 Days
21.   City Hunter
22.   Queen In-Hyun’s Man
23.   Yamato Nadeshiko Shichi Henge (Japanese)
24.   Hana Yori Dango (Japanese)
25.   Sungkyunkwan Scandal
26.   I Do, I Do
27.   Hana Kimi (Japanese)
28.   The Moon That Embraces the Sun
29.   Heartstrings
30.   Haeundae LoversX2
31.   Full House
32.   Answer Me 1997
33.   Faith
34.   The King of Dramas
35.   School 2013
36.   Fated to Love You (Taiwanese)
37.   Incarnation of Money
38.   Heartless City
39.   It Started With a Kiss (Taiwanese)
40.   Secret
41.   Just You (Taiwanese)
42.   The Heirs
43.   Good Doctor
44.   Master’s Sun
45.   My Love From Another Star

Good Ones

46.    Wild Romance
47.    Tamra, the Island
48.    Bridal Mask
49.    King 2 Hearts
50.    I Love Lee Tae Ri
51.    A Gentleman’s Dignity
52.    Couple Fantasy
53.    To the Beautiful You
54.    Lie To Me
55.    My Princess
56.    Protect the Boss
57.    Flower Boy Ramen Shop
58.    Scent of a Woman
59.    You Are Beautiful
60.    My Girl
61.    Shut Up Flower Boy Band
62.    Prosecutor Princess
63.    Goong
64.    Hello Miss
65.    Office Girls (Taiwanese)
66.    Spy Myung Wol
67.    Creating Destiny
68.    The Greatest Love
69.    Panda and Hedgehog 
70.    The Princess’ Man
71.    Full House Take 2
72.    King of Baking Kim Tak Gu
73.    What’s Up Fox?
74.    Flower Boy Next Door
75.    Padam Padam
76.    That Winter, the Wind Blows
77.    Delightful Girl Choon Hyang
78.    All About My Romance
79.    Gu Family Book
80.    When a Man’s in Love
81.    Something Happened in Bali
82.    Shark
83.    Her Legend

Meh, I finished them

84.    Pasta
85.    Playful Kiss
86.    My Lovely Sam Soon
87.    Mary Stayed Out All Night
88.    Stars Falling From the Sky
89.    Baby-Faced Beauty
90.    I Need Romance 2012
91.    Love Rain
92.    Take Care of the Young Lady
93.    Becoming a Billionaire
94.    I Miss You
95.    Autumn in My Heart
96.    It’s Ok, Daddy’s Girl
97.    Marry Him If You Dare
98.    Oh My Lady
99.    Hundred Year Inheritance

Couldn’t finish

100.    May Queen
101.   Cheongdam-dong Alice
102.   IRIS
103.   What’s Up
104.   You’re the Best Lee Soon Shin
105.   Loving You a Thousand Times
106.   Stairway to Heaven
107.   Que Sera Sera
108.   Crazy Love
109.   Passionate Love
110.   Goong S
111.   Sweet 18
112.   I Summon You Gold
113.   A Thousand Days Promise
114.   A Little Love Never Hurts

Currently watching and still undecided on final rating

115.   Golden Rainbow
116.   Can Love Become Money
117.   In a Good Way (Taiwanese)


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Bride of the Century
Emergency Couple
Beyond the Clouds
Jang Ok Jung Live in Love
Let’s Eat

I love your comments and suggestions, so please let me know if there is something I should watch.

The Heart Wants What It Wants -Chapter 1

I’ve finally decided to start a long story about Jared and the reader. However, as you will see, the story will be personalized, so the reader and all the characters will have actual names, which I find more appropriate for this type of fiction. I haven’t been inspired much lately, so I stopped writing short Imagines, but this one idea crossed my mind a couple of times, so I thought it would be great to start writing about it.

I hope you like it and enjoy it as much as I did writing it.

I’m still open for requests, so if you have any, feel free to send them to me and I’ll try my best to write them.

Much love, Rhina



“Heeey, where is my beautiful little girl?” my mom asked with joy in her voice as she was sneaking into my dressing room. 

I was putting on my veil and doing some finishing touches before I could call my dad to take me down the aisle. You got that, it was my wedding day. The happiest day in a life of a woman. Or so they say it should be.

“Hi mom. Just touching up a bit, I’ll be ready in a minute” I looked her over my shoulder as I was adjusting the veil to my hair. 

“Here, let me help you. Don’t rush it, or you’ll ruin that gorgeous bun” my mom took the veil and pinned it in place letting it fall slowly down my back, and slightly touch my shoulders.

I was looking myself in the mirror while she took care of my hairstyle and veil and I couldn’t help but feel a huge pit in my stomach, which made me take a deep breath and cross my fingers with each other. 

“So, how are you feeling” my mom asked me as she patted my shoulders slightly, standing behind me and looking me in the mirror. It’s like she knew something was wrong. 

“Fine” I said, nodded and smiled slightly as I looked down at my wedding dress. It was a gorgeous lace wedding gown, with long sleeves. It had a v-neck and it was really long, since I was 5′8′’.  

“Fine? Nicole, it’s your wedding day, and you feel fine?” now my mom was worried. She pulled my arm so I would face her and I took another sigh.

“Yeah… well, you know… I feel good, it’s all normal I’m sure” I tried to convince her I was OK, but I could never lie to my mom. Lord knows I tried many times, for silly things of course, but she could always tell when I lied to her.

“No, it’s not normal to feel fine on your wedding day. You should be ecstatic, overwhelmed, excited, jumping off the ground… you know crazy happy” she took me by the hand and rubbed her thumb over the back of my hand “and you don’t feel nothing like that do you?”

I was silent for a while then I took a deep breath and finally spoke

No. I don’t. And it’s killing me inside, because I feel like I’ve been lying to everyone, especially myself. But on the other hand I didn’t really. I really loved Lucas I just…

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Thinking Out Loud (Jared Kleinman x Reader)

Pairing: Jared Kleinman x Reader

Hey guys! This is my first imagine so who else to give it to than the meme boy himself. Hope you enjoy!

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I tap my pencil against the table, staring at the piece of paper that lay before me. I was pretty smart but math always got the best of me. “Ugh!” I yell in frustration, throwing my pencil down onto the table. 

“Everything okay over there?” I hear a voice chuckle.

Turning to my open window, I see a familiar face sticking out the window of the neighboring house.

“Algebra sucks.” I mumble, walking over to my window to talk to Jared.

We had been friends since I moved here 5 years ago. Now, in 11th grade, we were still best friends. 

I sit on the stool I had placed by the window, propping my head up on my hand. “How are you, Kleinman?”

“Pretty good, Y/L/N. And you?” He picked at a flaking chip of paint on the windowsill as he talked, his glasses falling down the bridge of his nose.

“Eh. Exam season is kicking my ass, but other than that I’m good.”

This had became a daily ritual for us. We would sit by our windows and just talk about whatever crossed our minds.

“I have something to ask you.” He said, sounding a little nervous.

“What’s up?”

“There’s this thing I have to go to tomorrow. My cousin’s getting married and she’s letting me bring someone. I-I was wondering if you wanted to come with me?”

I perk up a little, “A wedding?”

“Yeah. You don’t have to come if you don’t want to! I was just wondering! Forget I even asked-” He stuttered, running his fingers through his brown hair.

“Jared, I’d love to go with you.” I respond, laughing softly.

“Really?” He looks up, his cheeks flushing red.

I nod.

“Ok, I’ll pick you up at 5? And we can drive there together.”

“Cool.” I say, “I better get some sleep. Night, J!”

“Night, Y/N/N.”

I smile to myself as I shut the window, butterflies flying in my stomach. I had always had a small crush on Jared, but I never said anything. Jared was my best friend, I couldn’t risk our friendship over a little crush.

I decide to abandon my studying and just go to bed. I fall asleep thinking of Jared and the day I’ll have tomorrow

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“What do you think, Mom?” I do a small spin, my navy dress twirling around me.

“Oh, you look gorgeous darling! I’m so glad Jared asked you to this, he’s such a nice boy.”

“We’re going as friends, you know that Mom.”

“I know, but one can only hope.” She says, and I can feel the blush rising to my cheeks. Thankfully, I hear the doorbell ring and quickly grab my purse and phone to leave. “Bye Mom!” I yell, before leaving and opening the door. Jared’s there on the stoop, waiting for me.

“Wow, you look amazing.” He says, his eyes wide.

“You clean up pretty nice yourself, Kleinman.” I shut the door and head towards the car with him. He opens the door and I climb in, settling into the passenger seat. The drive was pretty short and filled with jokes and laughs.

We arrive at the church and step out of the car.

“Uncle Jared!” I hear a high-pitched voice call out, then a blur of pink tulle and brown hair rushes past me and jumps into Jared’s arms.

“Lily!” Jared exclaims, twirling the small girl around in his arms. “How is my favorite niece?”

“I’m your only niece, Uncle Jared!” She laughs.

“Still my favorite.” I can’t help but laugh, and Lily takes notice, squirming around in Jared’s arms to see me.

“Who is she?” She whispers in Jared’s ear, looking a little embarrassed

“That’s my friend, Y/N.” I smile and wave at her.

“Is she your girlfriend?” She whispers again.

Before Jared can answer, Jared’s mother joins us. “There you are Lily! Your mother has been worried sick!” She grabs Lily from Jared’s arms. “Hi Y/N! It’s so good to see you!” She says, before leaving. 

“Wow, what am I? Chopped liver?” Jared exclaims, that same joking smile present on his face. Mrs. Kleinman rolls her eyes and walks away with Lily. 

“Ready to go?” Jared turns to me. I nod and loop my arm through his, walking towards the church.

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“Your family is so nice!” I gush as Jared leads me back to the car to head to the reception.

“They love you.” He chuckles, opening the door for me.

“What can I say, I’m a charmer.” I wink at him, making him laugh harder. He starts the car and we drive to the reception. I gasp as soon as the venue comes into sight. The reception was being held in a beautiful vineyard, adorned with candles and lanterns to replace the fading daylight. There was a big canopy for all the guests to hang out, complete with tables of food, a dance floor and a DJ.

I hop out of the car and start walking with Jared to the reception. Suddenly, I feel his hand slip into mine.

 Oh my god. I was holding hands with Jared.

 I take hold of his hand and try to hold back my growing smile.

We walk into the reception together, hands still conjoined, and immediately head over to the bride herself. “Veronica!” Jared calls out, catching her attention. “Jared!” She calls back, heading over to us. Jared drops my hand to hug her and I immediately miss the warmth.

“And who’s this?” Veronica asks.

“This is Y/N.”

“So you’re the famous Y/N! Jared talks about you all the time!” Jared and I blush at the same time and Veronica laughs.

“Hey Jared!” A guy I recognize as the groom walks over, slapping Jared on the back.

“And this is my amazing husband, John. John, this is Y/N.” The four of us talk for a while before the bride and groom have to continue on their rounds.

“Let’s go get drinks.” Jared says, I nod and follow him through the dense crowd. We pick up glasses of champagne and head over to a table.

“I feel so fancy.” I whisper to him, examining the crystal glass of the golden liquid.

He clinks my glass with his, “A toast to us!” He says, speaking in a dignified tone that makes me laugh.

“To us!” I agree, before taking a sip of the champagne. I wince at the bubbly liquid, deciding champagne is not really my thing.

We sat at the table and talked, listening as the DJ placed song after song. I desperately wanted to ask him to dance but I was too chicken. What if I scared him off?

Don’t risk it, Y/N! Hearing that familiar voice in my head, You can’t lose your best friend.

After a while, I excuse myself to go to the bathroom and head out of the venue towards the big house a little ways from the tent. I touch up my lipstick and smooth my dress, calming myself down. God, why wasn’t he asking me to dance! I obviously like him! I sigh, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear and leaving the bathroom. 

I head back towards the tent, scanning the dance floor for Jared. I finally spot his brown hair and am about to head to him when I notice something. He’s dancing with a girl. My heart stops and I stand there, frozen. I rush from the tent, out into the maze of bushes and flowers that make up the garden.

Of course! That’s why he didn’t ask me to dance! He likes someone else. I feel hot tears pool in my eyes as I run. Collapsing onto a wooden bench, I kick off my black heels as the tears leak onto my cheeks. God, how could I be so stupid!

“Y/N!” I hear Jared call, “Y/N, where are-” He stops mid-sentence when he sees me. “What’s wrong?” His voice softens as he runs to sit beside me on the bench.

“I hope you’re happy with her.” I mumble, wiping tears from my face.

“With who?” Jared asks, concern etched into his face.

“I saw you dancing with that girl, I hope you guys are happy together.” I repeat.

“What girl?” He asks again, still confused. I don’t answer, instead watching as realization strikes his face. “Wait, are you talking about Talia?”

I shrug, “I don’t know her name.”

“That was my cousin.” He smiles slightly, taking my hand in his, “Veronica’s sister.”

“Oh my god, I’m literally so stupid.” I mumble, staring at the ground. Jared laughs quietly and we sit in silence.

“Were you… jealous?”

“Of course not! I have no idea what you’re talking about.” I lie, wrapping my arms around me. The summer heat was getting replaced by a cool night breeze and I had forgotten my jacket back at home.

“Are you cold?” He asks, shrugging off his suit jacket and placing it around my shoulders.

“No, I can’t take this. You’ll get cold.” I protest, moving to take it off but Jared wraps his arm around me. I freeze.

“I’m fine, you keep it.” He insists, resting his arm on my shoulder instead of removing it. I relax into his side, resting my head on his shoulder. We sit there for a while, listening to the music playing faintly from the reception. I listen as a song I recognize comes on, Thinking Out Loud by Ed Sheeran. I hum along softly to it.

Take me into your loving arms 

“Follow me.” Jared whispers in my ear, softly. He takes my hand and pulls me up.

Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars

He rests his hands on my waist and pulls me close to him. I wrap my arms around his neck and rest my head on his chest, listening to his steady breathing.

Place your head on my beating heart

We sway slightly to the faint music.

I’m thinking out loud 

I look up at him. His glasses were slightly crooked, his hair was disheveled, his tie had come undone and lay loosely around his neck, and yet he had never looked more handsome.

Maybe we found love right where we are

He looks at me, a small smile on his lips.

“Hey Y/N”

“Hm?”

He presses his lips to mine, bumping his glasses against my forehead. I move my hands to cup his cheeks.

Oh, baby, we found love right where we are

We break apart, resting our foreheads on each other. I look at him, smiling.

And we found love right where we are

Tasha and her Abuelita
  • So let's just assume that this is set sometime in the future Tasha's grandmother has met Jane. A few weeks after meeting her, Tasha's grandmother has surgery... something like a knee replacement or something like that. Ok? I had to write this because it just won't leave me alone.
  • Tasha and her grandfather are sitting by the hospital bed waiting for her grandmother to wake up. And she does.
  • Tasha: Abeulita! How are you feeling?
  • Abuelita: I feel ok... (she turns to look at Tasha) are you still single?
  • Tasha: Since they took you into surgery three hours ago? Yes, I am still single.
  • Abuelita: Then I am no ok. I am miserable. You should have just left me to die.
  • Tasha: You had a knee replacement. Nothing that would have killed you.
  • Abuelita: You should've let me die anyway. Why didn't you flirt with my doctor? I told you to flirt with him.
  • Tasha: Because one, it's inappropriate, and two, he's married, to one of your best friend's daughter and they have four kids.
  • Abuelita: (shakes her head) Is there something wrong with you?
  • Tasha: No! There's nothing wrong with me. (her phone beeps and she looks at it).
  • Abuelita: Is that Tinder? Did someone match with you?
  • Tasha: (WTF?) No. That's Jane. She's asking how your surgery went.
  • Abuelita: Aw, that's sweet of her. How is Jane?
  • Tasha: She's good. Busy with the wedding prep and-
  • Abuelita: With what? Wedding? Her wedding?
  • Tasha: Yes, her wedding.
  • Abuelita: (closes her eyes and lets her head fall back) The girl with all the tattoos and no memory has found someone to marry her and my granddaughter is still single. Why? Whyyy??
  • Tasha: (rolls her eyes)
  • Abuelita: Does she have a brother?
  • Tasha: What?
  • Abuelita: Does Jane have a brother? Back in my day, girls always set their friends up with their brothers...
  • Tasha: I am not going out with Jane's brother.
  • Abuelita: So she does have a brother!
  • Tasha: But I am not going to go out with him!
  • Abuelita: Why not? What's wrong with him? You can't really be picky at this point, Natasha!
  • Tasha: Well for starters, he has amnesia.
  • Abuelita: He has no memory either? What? Is it like a family thing? I never though it could run in the family... but that is not a deal breaker. Maybe it's better if he doesn't know of your horrible history with men.
  • Tasha: (ignores her and gets up) I'm gonna go get coffee... anyone want anything?
  • Abuelita: (calls after her) Go by the doctor's lounge. Pretend to be lost and find yourself a husband!

anonymous asked:

can i request some kiba angst? say he and his s/o were madly in love but she ended up in an arranged marriage with another man from Konoha bc she came from a powerful clan and they were wed for power/status or something and poor kiba has to watch the woman he loves become married to someone else?

this is so sad im triggered LOL remember like a month ago i said i was gonna write bc i was sad about a breakup ? OK so we got back together but then he broke up w me again lmao. sorry i had to let that out.

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“[Name]! You look so beautiful!” The brightest smile you had ever seen from your mother beamed like the sun. Her eyes crinkled at the ends while she joined her hands together in a clap, gawking at your frame in a white dress.

Never had your mother ever gushed about your beauty before, not like this anyways. So in regards to that, you smiled, your sad eyes gazing at your reflection in the mirror you sat before. 

“Trust me, dear. I’ve talked to this man before, and he’s wonderful! Strong too. Comes from a rich family, as well. And I also hear from others in the village tha-”

As your mother urged on and on about your fiance, you couldn’t help but feel an ache in your heart. Her words soon grew muffled, as though your own mother’s voice was just some background noise. Your being found itself thinking about the only man you ever loved, and the pain he must be going through.

“Kiba…” He felt your gentle hands take hold of his, it was a soft gesture, but he savored your touch by putting your hand to his cheek and snuggling into it. Your heart broke with every second that passed by.

His wet eyes open to look at you, his love. “I will be okay.”

Along with his words were a thousand swords being drawn into your heart, “No–you know that I love you.”

“I know that,” Kiba starts, “But…I also know that we can’t do anything about it. I will be okay, [Name].”

However, all Kiba was doing was lying to himself. Of course he would not be okay. He would be anything but okay. The thought him seeing the woman he loves run off to some other man felt like the whole universe was collapsing on him. Seeing you hold onto someone else’s arm, seeing you kiss someone else’s lips, and seeing you smile with someone that wasn’t him… hurt like hell. 

But to avoid less stress on you, he lied. “I love you, [Name]. I’ll be okay. Just forget about whatever we had.”

“How can I? Kiba! Why would you say something like that?”

“Because there’s nothing we can do! [Name], listen. I want you to fall in love with that man, and I want you to smile with him. Do all the things you did with me and more. Love him like you love me.” But this was all a lie. He wanted so badly to say stay with me. He wished with all his might that you won’t love anyone besides him. Albeit, he still lied. 

“What about you…?” You exhaled a shaky breath, eyes forming tears with the moments that went by.

“I’ll watch. I’ll watch you love him. I’ll watch and see how…how it all works out.”

As you walked with your arms laced with your father, looking forward to the man you were forced to wed, Kiba gulped from the side. His breath had been completely taken away, it was like the first time he saw you, it was as if as he had fallen in love with you all over again.

Seeing you in a beautiful wedding dress made his heart beat just a little faster, but it also made his eyes water. Akamaru, who sat obediently beside his master, gazed up towards him with sad eyes, almost letting out a soft whimper as if knowing the pain Kiba was going through. 

Here he was, watching you, as the start of your new love story began. He just watched.

 [started here]

Obi-Wan: [text] OK, now you have to do one. 
Vader: fine lay it on me
Obi-Wan: FMK: Yoda, Mace, Sheev.
Vader: kriff
Vader: lol omg why obiwan really???
Obi-Wan: Hey, I answered your horrible question! I said I’d marry Tarkin!
Vader: yes but i was one of the choices !!! 
Obi-Wan: If I include myself in a FMK for you, you’ll just say me for all three. 
Vader: 😂 true
Vader: and id enjoy them all 
Obi-Wan: You are such a mess. 
Vader: and yet here u are kenobi 😙
Vader: ok kill sheev because he wont let me get a big screen holo for my vader pod and also then id be top sith
Obi-Wan: 🙄
Vader: marry yoda even though im still mad that he told me that death was a part of life maybe id kill him in his sleep or something idk hes usually pretty chill at least
Vader: fuck mace bc he was in the best shape of the three of them even tho he hated me 
Obi-Wan: He didn’t *hate* you!
Obi-Wan: Well OK he thought you were maybe going to turn to the Dark Side. 
Obi-Wan: And, as we know…
Vader: lol 😎

Tom Hiddleston reads...

All this I did without you

A letter from Gerald Durrell to Lee McGeorge.

My darling McGeorge,

You said that things seemed clearer when they were written down. Well, herewith is a very boring letter in which I will try and put everything down so that you may read and re-read it in horror at your folly in getting involved with me. Deep breath.

To begin with I love you with a depth and passion that I have felt for no one else in this life and if it astonishes you it astonishes me as well. Not I hasten to say, because you are not worth loving. Far from it. It’s just that, first of all, I swore I would not get involved with another woman. Secondly, I have never had such a feeling before and it is almost frightening. Thirdly, I would never have thought it possible that another human being could occupy my waking (and sleeping) thoughts to the exclusion of almost everything else.

Fourthly, I never thought that — even if one was in love — one could get so completely besotted with another person, so that a minute away from them felt like a thousand years.

Fifthly, I never hoped, aspired, dreamed that one could find everything one wanted in a person. I was not such an idiot as to believe this was possible. Yet in you I have found everything I want: you are beautiful, gay, giving, gentle, idiotically and deliciously feminine, sexy, wonderfully intelligent and wonderfully silly as well. I want nothing else in this life than to be with you, to listen and watch you (your beautiful voice, your beauty), to argue with you, to laugh with you, to show you things and share things with you, to explore your magnificent mind, to explore your magnificent mind, to explore your wonderful body, to help you, protect you , serve you, and bash you on the head when I think you are wrong… not to put too fine a point on it I consider that I am the only man outside mythology to have found the crock of gold at the rainbow’s end.

But — having said all that — let us consider things in detail. Don’t let this become public but… well, I have one or two faults. Minor ones, I hasten to say. For example, I am inclined to be overbearing. I do it for the best possible motives (all tyrants say that) but I do tend (without thinking) to tread people underfoot. You must tell me when I am doing it to you, my sweet, because it can be a very bad thing in a marriage.

Right. Second blemish. This, actually, is not so much a blemish  of character  as a blemish of circumstance. Darling I want you to be you in your own right, and I will do everything I can to help you in this. But you must take into consideration that I am also me in my own right and that I have a headstart on you… what I am trying to say is that you must not feel offended if you are sometimes treated simply as my wife. Always remember that what you lose on the swings, you gain on the roundabouts. But I am an established ‘creature’ in the world, and so — on occasions — you will have to live in my shadow. Nothing gives me less pleasure than this but it is a fact of life to be faced.

Third (and very important and nasty) blemish: jealousy. I don’t think you know what jealousy is (thank God) in the real sense of the word. I know you have felt jealousy over Lincoln’s wife and child but this is what I call normal jealousy, and this — to my regret — is not what I’ve got. What I have got is a black moster that can pervert my good sense, my good humour and any goodness that I have in my make-up. It is really a Jekyll and Hyde situation… my Hyde is stronger than my good sense and defeats me, hard though I try. As I told you, I have always known that this lurks within me, but I couldn’t control it, and my monster slumbered and nothing happened to awake it. Then I met you and I felt my monster stir and become half awake when you told me of Lincoln and others you have known, and with your letter my monster came out of its lair, black, irrational, bigoted, stupid, evil, malevolent. You will never know how terribly corrosive jealousy is; it is a physical pain as though you had swallowed acid or red hot coals. It is the most terrible of feelings. But you can’t help it — at least I can’t, and God knows I’ve tried. I don’t want any ex-boyfriends sitting in church when I marry you. On our wedding day, I want nothing but happiness, for both you and me, and I know I won’t be happy if there is a church full of your ex-conquests. When I marry you I will have no past, only a future: I don’t want to drag my past into our future and I don’t want you to do it , either. Remember I am jealous of you because I love you. You are never jealous of something you don’t care about. OK, enough about jealousy.

Now, let me tell you something… I have seen a thousand sunsets and sunrises, on land where it floods forest and mountains with honey-coloured light, at sea where it rises and sets like a blood orange in a multi-coloured nest of cloud, slipping in and out of the vast ocean. I have seen a thousand moons: harvest moons like gold coins, winter moons as white as ice chips, new moons like baby swans’ feathers.

I have seen seas as smooth as if painted, coloured like shot silk or blue as a kingfisher or transparent as glass or black and crumpled with foam, moving ponderously and murderously.

I have felt winds straight from the South Pole, bleak and wailing like a lost child; winds as tender and warm as a lover’s breath; winds that carried the astringent smell of salt and the death of seaweeds; winds that carried the moist rich smell of a forest floor, the smell of a million flowers. Fierce winds that churned and moved the sea like yeast, or winds that made the waters lap at the shore like a kitten.

I have known silence: the cold, earthy silence at the bottom of a newly dug well; the implacable stony silence of a deep cave; the hot, drugged midday silence when everything is hypnotized and stilled into silence by the eye of the sun; the silence when great music ends.

I have heard summer cicadas cry so that the sound seems stitched into your bones. I have heard tree frogs in an orchestration as complicated as Bach singing in a forest lit by a million emerald fireflies. I have heard the Keas calling over grey glaciers that groaned to themselves like old people as they inched their way to the sea. I have heard the hoarse street vendor cries of the mating Fur seals as they sang to their sleek golden wives, the crisp staccato admonishment of the Rattlesnake, the cobweb squeak of the Bat and the belling roar of the Red deer knee-deep in purple heather. I have heard Wolves baying at a winter’s moon, Red Howlers making the forest vibrate with their roaring cries. I have heard the squeak, purr and grunt of a hundred multi-coloured reef fishes.

I have seen hummingbirds flashing like opals round a tree of scarlet blooms, humming like a top. I have seen flying fish, skittering like quicksilver across the blue waves, drawing silver lines on the surface with their tails. I have seen Spoonbills flying home to roost like a scarlet banner across the sky. I have seen Whales, black as tar, cushioned on a cornflower blue sea, creating a Versailles of fountain with their breath. I have watched butterflies emerge and sit, trembling, while the sun irons their wings smooth. I have watched Tigers, like flames, mating in the long grass. I have been dive-bombed by an angry Raven, black and glossy as the Devil’s hoof. I have lain in water warm as milk, soft as silk, while around me played a host of Dolphins. I have met a thousand animals and seen a thousand wonderful things… but –

All this I did without you. This was my loss.

All this I want to do with you. This will be my gain.

All this I would gladly have forgone for the sake of one minute of your company, for your laugh, your voice, your eyes, hair, lips, body, and above all for your sweet, ever surprising mind which is an enchanting quarry in which it is my privilege to delve.

AAAHHHHHHHHHHHH

I am 9 away from 200 followers!!!!!!!! How???? I’m so amazed and confused but I guess you guys like me?! I want to do something really really nice for you guys when I hit 200, so please send me suggestions. My ask box is open, so are my messages, and you can always just comment too. I love you guys so much let’s all get married and live on a commune together ok thanks.

Originally posted by tsukkis-dinos

Things I want Sanvers to say to each other

1.I love you
2.Im not letting you do this alone
3.Good morning
4.You are pretty amazing
5.I WOULD DIE FOR YOU MAGGIE/ALEX
6.ARE YOU OKAY?(Got hurt kind)
7.Are you ok?(warm,worried kind)
8.I know
9.I trust you,Maggie/Alex,I will always trust you
10.You will always be enough
11.Beer?
12.You’re cute
13.Come here(cuddle kind)
14.Come here(breaks down in tears kind)
15.Come here(three knuckles deep kind)
16.You’re beautiful
17.Go
18.Don’t go
19.Can you stay here for the night?
20.Damn it Maggie/Alex
21.DONT RUN OFF LIKE THAT EVER AGAIN
22.I missed you
23.You can talk to me,you know that,right?
24.You surprise me maggie/alex
25.Don’t lie to me maggie/alex
26.I don’t deserve you
27.We’re in this together ok?
28.We’re a team,maggie/alex,I will always have your back
29.You make me happy,maggie/Alex,happier than I’ve ever been
30.You are really quite something you know that?
31.You awake?
32.Do you need some time?
33.Am I letting you down?
34.Promise
35.marry me?

All of this sounds cheesy but when you pour fluff and angst into it you probably want to end me.

SO I WAS PLAYING TOMODACHI LIFE…

so ferb was having a love problem, and with him and phineas being nine i figure the only “love problems” they can have are getting together, going on dates, and breaking up

the former two already happened so naturally i’m worried

BUT THEN THIS

WHAT THE FUCK YOU ARE NINE YEARS OLD

but it’s my otp so fine. whatever. go nuts, ferb

the amusement part. go ride the ferris wheel and ASK YOUR NINE-YEAR-OLD STEPBROTHER FOR HIS HAND IN MARRIAGE

YES YOU LOOK STUPID

YOU’RE NINE

I’M GOING TO GET ARRESTED FOR THIS

WHY WOULD YOU ASK ME TO DO THIS HE CAN’T THINK OF THE SAME THING FOR MORE THAN TWO SECONDS

GOOD LUCK WITH THAT

so they go to the amusement park and my first few screenshots are of the wrong screen because i always forget i have to change buttons when they change screens

me too ferb. me too.

phineas, in his innocence, agrees.

ferb is trying to get deep. still nine years old.

phineas still isn’t sure what the fuck is going on

HERE WE GO

CLUELESS

see this? i only have one heart. i should have three. 

PHINEAS WAS THINKING OF BIRDS TWO FUCKING TIMES WHEN I TRIED TO CLICK FERB’S FACE IN HIS THOUGHT BUBBLE. IT JUST SWITCHED TO FUCKING BIRDS TWO TIMES I WISH I’D GOTTEN SCREENSHOTS HE WAS JUST LIKE “SHIT DAWG CHECK OUT THOSE BIRDS”

anyway

YOU’RE NINE

[trying to make sense of this]

YES. THE BEST DAY EVER. TRULY

YOU’RE BOTH NINE

i missed a few more screens because i forgot about the buttons again but basically ferb thanked me. phineas has gone mute

oh thank god you’ve acknowledged this

…and then he asked me to spray them both with MAGIC ADULT SPRAY SO THEY COULD GET MARRIED (i was too in shock to capture it, the  yes/no option was on the screen before i could process what this child just asked me)

FINE, I SAY, IN THE NAME OF MY OTP. FINE. THIS IS SOMETHING YOU WOULD DO ANYWAY.

NO, FERB, I AM GOING TO HELL.

YES WE’RE JUST MAKING AN ATTEMPT HERE. THERE IS SOME POSSIBILITY THAT THE MAGIC SPRAY WILL LET US DOWN AND LEAVE YOU IN THE BODY OF A CHILD WITH THE FINANCIAL RESPONSIBILITIES OF AN ADULT.

NOTHING WRONG HERE

YEP OK THEY JUST MAGICAL-GIRL-TRANSFORMED TO SLIGHTLY TALLER VERSIONS OF THEMSELVES

SUPER HAPPY ABOUT IT

YEP

WE’VE ESTABLISHED THIS. YOU JUST THREW AWAY THE REST OF YOUR CHILDHOOD FOR THE SAKE OF MARRIAGE. TRAGIC YET NOT UNFAMILIAR.

oh no they’re cute

we’re in deep now

god ferb looks great. i always knew he’d get married in a dress

phineas why didn’t you comb your hair you piece of garbage

in attendance from left to right:

me, carmelita fox, mabel pines, mik, luigi, silver mist (devot’s ponysona as a person, married to me), devot, pendleton might (my ponysona as a person, married to devot)

i apologize for candace and the boys’ friends not being here, they haven’t been added yet because i need everyone to get together with WHO I WANT THEM WITH AND NOBODY ELSE

i hope mabel catches it

ARE YOU KIDDING ME

I’M DONE WITH YOU GOODBYE

thatgirl-intheback  asked:

Your chapters are fucking iconic ohmygosh. "Penis? I don't know her?" My friend and I laughed so hard, my mum woke up from her nap omg. And the fact that Isak would email the rules... I'm going to be surprised if he doesn't laminate them or write them down on bond paper with a fancy fountain pen (psst. when they get married Even definitely reads these rules off during the vows ok). Anway, this chapter was amazing as always and I love love love how they're so lengthy!! Take care <3

fdsjklfjasdlfj oH MAN THANK YOU SO MUCH I’M??? also trust me even’s definitely gonna do something with those rules let me tell you he’s very Extra but I LOVE YOU and thank you so much again for your message ilyvm ❤️❤️❤️❤️ it made me sososo happy i’m sorry for your mom tho ily

HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER ASK MEME
  • "I need to assert my dominance as a man!"
  • "What is wrong with you? You have a mother!"
  • "In hypothetical terms, you scored last night."
  • "Do you like magic?"
  • "I'm like Yoda, except instead of being green and little, I wear suits and I'm awesome. I'm your bro- I'm Broda."
  • "Are you acting out the last scene of Sleepless in Seattle with dolls?"
  • "I have you. I don't need to wait for it anymore."
  • "What would you expect? You've seen my penis."
  • "That makes me want to join a gym so I can get super strong and punch you really hard in the face."
  • "Oh my god, can you just be cool?"
  • "I don't love her, okay? I just miss her when she's not around, think about her all the time, and I imagine us running towards each other in slow motion and I'm wearing a brown seude vest. But I don't want to be her stupid boyfriend!"
  • "I can't just go say hi!"
  • "When I get sad, I stop being sad and be awesome instead. True story."
  • "We met at the urinal."
  • "I was a teenage popstar in Canada."
  • "I guess, starting tomorrow, we can tell people."
  • "One out of every eight adult women in America is a prostitute."
  • "Love is the best thing we do."
  • "Playing loser tag is awesome!"
  • "Ouchy in my mouth."
  • "I'm cuddly, bitch. Deal with it!"
  • "I don't care if you have an orgasm! If you care, you do it!"
  • "He can't be pregnant. You have to have sex to be pregnant."
  • "I think you were in love and you messed it up."
  • "Everyone's leaving me and I don't like it!"
  • "Last week, I went out with a girl whose favourite band was Glee."
  • "What are the chances that we're both serial killers?"
  • "When I let a day go without talking to you, that day's just no good."
  • "I'm always gonna love you. Til the end of my days, and beyond."
  • "Love doesn't make sense!"
  • "You make me happy. You make me happy all the time."
  • "Do you want them? I hate olives."
  • "Not awkward, guys. Not awkward if we don't let it be awkward."
  • "Good luck on your date, I hope she's everything you're looking for"
  • "Settling down is for losers and kids who never go out anymore."
  • "There is no one hotter than God."
  • "OK, here’s my thing – if gay guys start getting married, then suddenly the whole world’s gonna be doing it. That’s how it works. they start something, then six months later, everyone follows. Like… now everyone gets manicures."
  • "I keep waiting for something to happen."
  • "Look, you can’t design your life like a building. It doesn’t work that way. You just have to live it… and it’ll design itself."
  • "This font is often mistaken for Helvetica, but actually, it's Helvetica bold."
  • "I refuse to be a part of a third runaway bride situation."
  • "I'm really into you. I just can't be with you...right now."
  • "Whoever is right gets to slap the other person in the face as hard as they possibly can"
  • "I finally found the one. Her name is bacon."
  • "Why is no one coming to my happenings?"
  • "Ain't no thang but a chicken wang, mamacita!"
  • "If you keep acting this way, little by little, you're gonna lose me."
  • "The only people in the universe who haven't seen Star Wars are the characters in Star Wars."
  • "Chicago? Is that even a real place?"
  • "I'm sorry I don't have time for your drama right now. My fiance is missing."
  • "Just tell me. Do you love me?"
  • "Is there any way we could just go back to normal?"
  • "I only know of one truly platonic relationship."
  • "Do you want to keep playing or do you want to win?"
  • "Holding hands is like the fourth grade equivalent of banging."
  • "You hate women and women hate you."
  • "Why say goodbye to the good things?"
  • "You get older, you have kids, you stop stealing. It's sad."
  • "You have to let me dance my own battles!"
  • "New is always better!"
  • "If you have a crazy story, I was there. It's just the law of the universe."
  • "Sometimes things have to fall apart to make way for better things."
  • "The future is scary but you can’t just run back to the past because it’s familiar. Yes it’s tempting but it’s a mistake. "
  • "You took my infant child to a strip club?"
  • "When you're in a new relationship and you're competing with your ex for who's happier, it can get ugly."
  • "I don't get lonely. I have five dogs."
  • "People make fun of the guy who stays home every night doing nothing, but the truth is, that guy is a genius."
  • "It's not cheating if it's on the phone, right?"
  • "Aren't you tired of waiting for destiny?"
Jim Kirk imagine

Working on the Enterprise for 5 years is not the easiest thing but it is fun.But it can be hard being the younger sister of Dr. Leonard Mccoy and the girlfriend of James T Kirk. Yes the Captain of the U.S.S Enterprise. In fact Jim was the only person that Bones had trusted to date you well…  because he was his friend and they got along well.   But today you had found out you were pregnant and you obviously knew that Jim was the father. Yet the problem was you didn’t know how you were going to tell your brother and your boyfriend. You decided to tell Uhura first since she was your best friend. “Uhura can I talk to you in private please?” She turned from her post “Of course Y/n”   Walking to the lift you stopped it “Uhura I have big news.” You said playing with your fingers “I’m pregnant.” “Really?? Y/n that’s amazing!!” She said hugging you but for you you were crying “Y/n why are you crying?” “I just..What if Jim doesn’t want the baby?” “Let me stop you right there sweetheart Jim loves you more than anything I am sure he will be so excited.” “You probably should tell him tonight.” “Ok I will thanks Uhura.” “Your welcome.” But what you didn’t expect was today Jim was going to ask you to marry him today.     You were at your post doing your ordinary job as one of the science officers your job was similar to Spocks. Then you felt a tap on your shoulder and you turned around to see your boyfriend. “Y/N I have to ask you something.” “Yes Captain?” “Y/n I have known you for 5 years and I couldn’t be any happier with you and I love you forever and always but would you do the honors of becoming Y/N Kirk?” He said on one knee with a ring “Yes I will!” You said standing up to hug him he grinned and slid the ring on your ring finger. You heard applause everyone was clapping and smiling even Spock and he rarely ever smiles. “ I guess it makes it easier for me to tell you now.” “Jim I’m pregnant.” He grinned widely I hugged you tightly “Y/n that’s amazing!!” “Congratulations Jim and Y/n” Spock said smiling “Spock your smiling.” “It appears I am I thought I’d become more human like my mother.” You turned to look at Jim and kissed his lips honestly you could not have a better day 

horsefacedfool-archive-deactiva  asked:

Hi um, I've been loving your artwork I've seen all over <3 and I hope this is no problem, but if its ok, may I request something? Always wanted to see your perspective of Frey and Dylas' kids, when I saw and fell in love with the concept for Leon's children when older

Thank you! ahh well it’s kind of difficult for me to make up their personalities since I’ve never let Frey date/marry dylas in my game but well as for appearance i think this is what they’ll look like?

Idk hahaha well they’re yours now :^O