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| 9/3 | Happy Birthday Kaji Yuki! You’re an amazing seiyuu 💕

look my dudes you can’t just say meihem is abusive when they only have two fucking programmed lines of dialogue.

J: “Brr, I get cold just lookin’ at cha!”
M: “Then you should look somewhere else!”


M: “You’re just a no-good bully! How can you even look at yourself in a mirror?”
J: “That’s cold!” or alternatively “I beg your pardon! I consider myself a freedom fighter–err..a misunderstood one!”

These lines of dialogue show that Junkrat and Mei have a tense sort of relationship currently in which Mei knows nothing about Jamison other than his criminal career and Junkrat doesn’t know anything about Mei besides the fact that she has a connection with ice abilities. 

Lines by other characters that show show a similar back and forth bicker include Widowmaker and Tracer, in which their interactions go like this: 

T: “Whatcha lookin’ at??”
W: “An annoyance.”


W: “It looks like we will be working together.”
T: “Don’t think I’m happy about that…”

Lines by McCree and Hanzo, the #1 Overwatch ship: 

MC: “You know…that Sake’s not half bad. But I prefer a little bite to my liquor..”
H: “How predictable. Such an unsophisticated taste.”

My point here is that every character in Overwatch has some sort of bickering, funny bit of dialogue between them and another character. Especially the more famous ships. 

We’ve got two short films in which we see that Tracer and Widowmaker have literally tried to kill one another, 76 will comment “Someone had to do it.” whenever his character kills the enemy Reaper, and Mcree and Hanzo have very little actual history between the two of them and only a couple of lines as well, both of them referring to liquor, actually. Sometimes McCree will comment on Hanzo’s good shot, but every character will say a line when your character gets a kill, so that’s not a big deal, really. 

Honestly though ya’ll literally have no fucking ground to stand upon stop calling Meihem disgusting and gross because…

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Part 14 of an ongoing series, enjoy :)
A fanfic for a more Mature audience due to violence and language. Read at your own risk :)

Themes=😖,🌟,💣,🎭 ,. (☠️- Harm towards characters, Strong language, Mention of drugs and Adult themes.)

Summary: Your group of friends have gotten on well for years, but what happens when a divide is caused by joining the wrong people? School AU
OT5- Baekhyun, Sehun, Jongdae, Minseok and Chanyeol.

Word Count: 2,176

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13  Part 15 Part 16  Part 17  Part 18  Part 19  Part 20  Part 21 Part 22  Part 23 Part 24  Part 25  Part 26 Part 27  Part 28 Part 29

You sat in the library with Minseok and Rozz trying to concentrate on your work but you were far too occupied with the thought of Baekhyun, Sehun and Youngjae for that matter. You repeatedly tapped your pencil against the wooden table as you stared blankly at the wall ahead of you, desperately trying to put pieces of information together, but it was no use your efforts were futile; it was like assembling a jigsaw puzzle with all the wrong pieces. None of your theories would fit together.

“Y/N, would you stop that?” Minseok whined as he looked up from his book agonisingly at your pencil.

“Sorry I’m just thinking…” You put your pencil down, but continued to look at the wall. What were Baekhyun and Sehun up to and why was Youngjae a part of any of it? “Hey don’t you think Baek and Sehun have been acting strange lately?” You asked the two of them as you brought your attention back to the table.

“Well if weird means having sex with you then yes. Yes, Sehun is acting very weird.” Minseok smiled smugly as he buried his head back into his book. You hissed as you kicked him under the table causing him to swear in agony.

“We’re not sleeping together, how many times!?”

“Well why would he lie about something like that?” Minseok mumbled from behind his book.

“I don’t know? Because he’s an egotistical prick maybe?” You answered sardonically as you picked your pencil up again, but this time you began to roll it in between your fingers.

“Well whatever…” Rozz butted in as a light smiled pulled at the corner of her lips. “I’m just glad that Chanyeol has Youngjae back.”

Sehun’s P.O.V:

 The living room was dim, the only light illuminating it being that of a lamp near the sliding doors of the balcony. It was only 6PM yet it was dark outside, the nights and days were merging into one. Winter was drawing near. Sehun was lying on his sofa beside Mei; her body was warm and half naked, contrast to his cold torso. He slowly sipped the nectar infused alcohol from his glass before stretching and placing it back on the table as he looked down lazily at her.

“That was good. You’re always good.” She smiled up at him then kissed his bare chest; her voice a breathy whisper.

“Mm.” He replied simply lifting his eyes up he focused his attention ahead of him at nothing in particular. Whilst the quickie was great, all he could really keep his mind focused on was whether or not the lies and his plan would work. This could go two ways and he was hoping it would swing the way he wanted. He thought of Youngjae and Chanyeol and then his mind drifted back on to Y/N, he knew she was onto something and quite frankly he didn’t care too much because he would tell her the half truth sooner or later, but not the whole truth. Not the part where he was involved at the beginning, that meant that he had to keep his wits about him and play his cards right.
His heart jumped; startled as he heard a loud aggressive knocking coming from the apartment door.

“Who’s that?” Mei frowned as she stood up from the couch; she bent down picking Sehun’s sweater up from the floor and put it on. “If it’s that bitch again…”
He groaned as he rose from his seat and walked slowly towards the door, he really wasn’t in the mood for any more company tonight.  Another insistent banging came from the door.

“Alright!” Sehun yelled “I’m coming! Fuck…” He slowly reached for the door handle and turned it.

An angry looking Baekhyun burst through the door.

“So you’re fucking! You’re fucking Y/N.” Baekhyun hissed as he dug his index finger into Sehun’s chest. Sehun smirked inwardly, he had Byun Baekhyun exactly where he wanted and needed him. This had to work. He had to lay the cards correctly from here on out.

“Even if I were, what’s it to you?” He kept his face blank, trying to come across unfazed. Baekhyun scoffed at the taller mans reaction.

“She’s your friend. We’re all friends in this circle Sehun! We don’t just walk about screwing each other when we feel like it. That’s not how this shit works.” He dug his finger deeper into Sehun’s chest as he bore his eyes into the back of his skull. Sehun smiled down at him derisively.


“Why the fuck would I be jealous?  I’ve known her since we were this small.” Baekhyun grunted showing an approximate height by lowering his hand so that it was level with his hip.

“You’re doing what?” Mei breathed from next to the sofa, she stood there wide eyes clutching herself in Sehun’s sweater. “You’re sleeping with her? Sehun…” A tear escaped her right eye as she looked him square in the face. She looked defeated and destroyed. “Sehun…You told me it wasn’t true. You said it was a misunderstanding and I believed you. I should have known. I’m the girlfriend! I’m not the bad guy! Why did you do this to me, I thought this meant more to you than just—” She spluttered, her chest began to shake now as she began to sob her body became limp as she hugged herself tighter.

“Mei no, wait. We’re not…”
He paused for a moment as he bit his lip anxiously. What was he supposed to say? He could lose his girlfriend if he lied and said he was indeed sleeping with Y/N, but he had to make Baekhyun believe him. It was crucial; he needed to let them believe it. Did he lie and lose Mei? Or tell the truth and dissuade Baekhyun? He looked back at both of their faces, they were both staring at him with wide eyes and he gathered that it was because he was taking quite some time to answer. He took in a long deep breath before breathing out again.

“Mei…I’m sorry. I’ve wanted to break it off for quite some time now, but I just didn’t have the heart to do it. Me and Y/N…we’ve been hooking up for quite a while.” His face was straight as he began to lie through his teeth. “Sorry.” What was scaring Sehun was how good and believable his lies were becoming. He breathed out, not believing he that he took that specific route but he had to stick by his decision now. He looked at her distraught face as her once porcelain skin had turned red with anger and hurt.

“So you’ve been using me for sex this whole time, not even because you loved me. And what makes it worse is that you’ve been cheating on me with low life scum. I hate you Oh Sehun!” She screamed as she pounded on his chest with her fists. “I fucking hate you! You’re trash and I hope you know that. You’re no better than these low-lives yourself; I can’t believe I really imagined a future with you…” She shook her head.

Sehun raised a brow at her. A future with him? He was such a pessimist that he never thought that far ahead but now he felt terrible for stealing her happiness away over something that wasn’t even true. He never thought he could have a future with someone…his parents didn’t provide him with much hope.

“Mei wa—”

“No!” She shouted as she stormed over towards the door. “Save it for the bitch you’re sleeping with. I don’t want to hear it. All I’ve ever done is be good to you. I’m fucking finished!” She slipped her shoes on and ran out of the doorway crying as she left the apartment.

“Damn it, I hope I get that sweater back.” Sehun rolled his eyes ashamed that that was all he could think of after he had just quite clearly smashed his ex girlfriend’s heart.  He turned to face Baekhyun again who was looking at him in disbelief.

“Really Sehun? Sweater? What the fuck is wrong with you?! What does Y/N know, what did you tell Chanyeol!?”

“Calm down. Nobody knows anything.” Sehun mumbled as he looked at Baekhyun’s small figure. “This is all your fault anyway.”

“No!” Baekhyun protested as he pushed Sehun’s chest “This isn’t my fault! I never knew any of this was going to happen. Reiji said this was supposed to be harmless fun I didn’t know about Youngjae! You’re just as guilty as I Oh Sehun; in fact you may be worse since you’re lying through your teeth to everyone.”

Sehun scoffed at Baekhyun’s remark, it was like a poor attempt at blackmail.
“You’re the one still hanging out with Reiji Baek! You don’t think the others have noticed!? You don’t think it’s weird that you don’t revise with us anymore?!”
Just then Sehun’s phone started buzzing on the sofa beside the two men, the both of them looked down to see the caller ID.


Sehun smirked as he picked up the phone and answered.

Y/N’s P.O.V.

“Hey Babe” He slurred in a sultry tone. “I’ve been waiting for you to come over, I don’t know how much longer little S can hold on.”

You balled up your fists at Sehun’s statement. Why was he doing this? It was really beginning to anger you and you refused to let him speak to you in such a vulgar manner.

“Shut the fuck up Sehun! I don’t know why the fuck you’re doing this but I’m coming up for answers; open the door now.”

“Listen baby girl the doors already open for you; I hope you aren’t wearing any lingerie like I requested.” He breathed, his voice suggested that he was feeling amorous, but you knew otherwise.
You didn’t even bother replying to him as you were so disgusted. Instead you decided to cut off. You were going to get to the bottom of what was going on in this group if it was the last thing you did.

His apartment door was already open like he said it would be and you stormed in without his permission. You came to a stop and yours eyes widened as the met with Baekhyun. He shook his head and gave you a displeased look.

“So it is true.” He scoffed as he stood there awkwardly next to Sehun. Sehun took a step forward to you as he slowly snaked his hand behind your neck, stroking the side of it up and down with his thumb.

“I was waiting for you.” He licked his lips slowly and seductively, shifting his boy so the he was in a spot in which Baekhyun could see his every facial expression and action clearly. “So are you going to help me out of these jeans?” He tugged at his belt with his free hands whilst he bent his head down and bit your bottom lip lightly, letting out a soft nearly inaudible moan as he did so.

“Sehun what the fuck are you doing!?” You yelled as you slapped him across the face, blood rushing to his cheeks for the second time that day.

“Fuck.” He mumbled as he took his bottom lips between his teeth. “I love it when you play rough…It does so many things to me. But don’t be shy, it’s only Baek” He chuckled deeply as he looked at you and pushed you back onto the sofa so that you were staring up at his half naked body. “Just lean back and close your eyes babe, Sehun will take care of you…Baekhyun get out, we’re busy.”

“You’re a bastard Sehun and I never even knew you were capable.” Bakehyun growled. His eyes were dark and his shoulders grew in size. You gasped as you looked at his looming figure. Baekhyun had never been like this before. “I’ve never told you…I never officially said it but you know it Sehun! You know it and you’re fucking playing with fire! If you want to play fine! Let’s fucking play!”
Baekhyun shouted before he left the apartment.

You stared up at Sehun, who was staring back down at you blankly.

“Get up.” He said in his usual monotone voice. Back to normal in matter of seconds. It was as though you had acquainted yourself with Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. You stood up as you frowned at him, you weren’t just angry but you were upset. Baekhyun’s outburst was something unlike you had ever seen before and you were scared as to what was happening.

“What the fuck are you doing?” You breathed as you looked at him desperately.

“I don’t know.” Sehun ran a hand through his hair and this time he actually looked extremely worried. “I don’t know anymore. I think my plan just went down south. There were two ways it could go and it went extremely wrong. Shit. Oh shit.” He panicked and it was getting you scared.

“Help me. What have I done?”

Tags: @mentiny @exo-spn

title All Night
summary Unhappiness is comfortable in its own way.
pairing Itasaku, Tobisaku
rating turn the statue of baby jesus to face the wall before you read

Part i | Part ii | Part iii | Part iv (here) | Part v | Part vi | Part vii | Part viii | Part ix | Part x | Part xi | Part xii | Part xiii | Part xiv |

By the end of August, she was back in her penthouse halfway up Victoria Peak. She listened to the rain pelt the windows and roof. The water rolling off the skylights cast exaggerated shadows on the floor below. Sakura curled up on the end of the sofa, her head wilting toward her chest. 

Through the staccato of the rain, she heard the front door open and close. She opened her eyes. Waiting. Her fingers curled around the trigger of the gun hidden under the sofa cushions. She couldn’t hear footsteps. Straining to listen, she pulled the gun out.

She heard a sharp clink. Her arm flew up, barrel of the gun pointing straight at his chest.

“Is that any way to treat your dear uncle?” Hashirama huffed. In his left hand he held up a bottle of wine. In his right he held two crystal glasses. She regarded him over her firearm, expression unchanged. Slowly, she lowered her arm. Her gun rested on the sofa beside her, still within reach.

“What do you need from me, Uncle?” she asked, the steel gone from her voice. She was tired. It had been so long since she had gotten a decent night’s sleep. 

“Is this how you give thanks to the person who’s come to celebrate your birthday?” demanded Hashirama, setting his things down on the coffee table. He looked around the huge penthouse, fists on his hips. Poked at the blue sofa. Nudged the shag rug with his big toe. And then marveled up at the high ceilings. 

“Did I buy this for you?” he asked. 

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Charli XCX's Boys is our fucking anthem

I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse
But I can’t even lie you got me

I was busy thinking about boys

Originally posted by amaranthinedraco

b o y s

Originally posted by drarryanything


Originally posted by lel-moriarty

Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me
Darling, I can’t stop it even if I wanted
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me
Missed what you were saying, I was miles away, yeah
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad
Not like I had a choice

I was busy thinking about boys

Open When… You want to know one hundred reasons why I love you.
  1. I love your eyes
  2. I love how forgiving you can be
  3. I love your gorgeous smile
  4. I love that you write me letters
  5. I love how you asked me to prom
  6. I love the way you look in your grey beanie
  7. I love the way you kiss me
  8. I love that you’re a man of faith
  9. I love your laugh
  10. I love your attitude towards life
  11. I love that you can make me smile no matter what
  12. I love how tall you are
  13. I love that you visit me at work
  14. I love that you play guitar
  15. I love that you never lie to me
  16. I love that you put up with my awful jokes
  17. I love your sense of humor
  18. I love your voice
  19. I love the way you hold me
  20. I love how passionate you are about your career
  21. I love how giving you are
  22. I love your blond hair
  23. I love that you love basketball
  24. I love that you have the perfect taste in music
  25. I love the nicknames you give me
  26. I love all the freckles and moles on your skin
  27. I love how forgiving you can be
  28. I love how well you can read my emotions
  29. I love how caring you are
  30. I love that you’re a dog person
  31. I love that you’re a great conversationalist
  32. I love our inside jokes
  33. I love how ticklish you are
  34. I love the way you brush your hair to the side
  35. I love that you let me drive your truck
  36. I love your kisses
  37. I love that you tell me goodnight every night
  38. I love the way you dress
  39. I love the way you dance with me
  40. I love that you hold my hand
  41. I love how much you love movies
  42. I love your commitment
  43. I love how often you tell me that you love me
  44. I love the stories we have together
  45. I love the way you look at me
  46. I love how persistent you can be
  47. I love the way you hug me
  48. I love your odd euphemisms for swear words
  49. I love you unique you are
  50. I love that you take school seriously
  51. I love that you love your family
  52. I love how honest you are
  53. I love how shy you were when we first started talking
  54. I love that you always know what to say
  55. I love how willing you are to help me when I need it
  56. I love how patient you are
  57. I love that you finish song lyrics with me
  58. I love your teeth
  59. I love the way you look when you’re confused
  60. I love that you’re fun
  61. I love that you text me good morning
  62. I love how supportive you are
  63. I love that your voice is deeper in the mornings
  64. I love the way you think
  65. I love that I can talk to you about anything
  66. I love how smart you are
  67. I love that you feel comfortable with me
  68. I love all of your dorky one-liners
  69. I love the way you smile when we dance together
  70. I love how trustworthy you are
  71. I love that you put your arm around me when we watch movies
  72. I love how protective you can be
  73. I love that you will do anything for your family
  74. I love how musically inclined you are
  75. I love that you talk to me
  76. I love how you treat your friends
  77. I love that I can have a great time with you no matter what we do
  78. I love that you are willing to do anything for me
  79. I love that you know what you want in life
  80. I love your good looks
  81. I love that you make me want to be a better person
  82. I love that you tell me secrets
  83. I love how special you are
  84. I love that you put up with my weird taste in music
  85. I love how encouraging you are
  86. I love that you kiss me on the cheek
  87. I love that you’re willing to talk about the real things
  88. I love how hard working you are
  89. I love how you comfort me
  90. I love that you can be competitive
  91. I love how cute you are
  92. I love that you listen to my music suggestions
  93. I love that you trust me
  94. I love how handsome you are
  95. I love how you always tell me how you feel
  96. I love the amount of effort you put into our relationship
  97. I love how supportive you are
  98. I love your awful puns
  99. I love that you can always make me laugh
  100. I love you


After Leah’s party, the five of us decided to retire back to my place. I didn’t have much say in the matter. I personally thought I’d seen enough of Traci, Rocky, and Lexi for the week but Cyn all but begged them to come over to the house with us.

Everyone was scattered around the house while I sat in the den flipping through channels. No one cared to bother me and I wasn’t complaining about it.

How everything was kind of felt like my life pre-Cyn. She was the reason I kept in steady contact with my siblings but now that we barely speak, a lot of calls and messages went unanswered and I was by myself most of the time.

Falling into the open spot next to me, Lexi clasped her hands together and grinned “So!” she exclaimed

“What’s up?” I asked

I knew what she had on her mind from the moment I saw her walking towards me. I’d done my best to avoid this conversation but I knew it would be enviable. One thing about Lexi was that she was persistent as hell when it came to things going her way.

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Lying on the Ocean Floor

My chest, key in lock, sank beneath the horizon;
I stowed it in the steel bars of your ribcage
between pink diver’s lungs
at a place cerulean in all directions,
safe from the sharks I’ll swim with.

Did you detect my clumsy sleight of hand
when I slowed the clandestine caress?
Weak willed you called me
from the crow’s nest, spyglass to your eye,
literate in the language of sky
I was never taught.

If I knew which star was North
the doldrums may still clasp me,
raw pearl waxing in a cracked shell.

My lungs are stale, blacker
than the Jolly Roger you display,
tidal waves of pride spilling
out of your ocean eyes;
oxygen is shorter than the swim,
salvage seems beneath me
I lie, disturbing shallow delta floors
kicking murk around my toes
charred throat murmuring mermaid songs.

Keep the beating bleeding thing
where blue is up and down.
Don’t bother seeking shore—
bright white sand burns loud like cannonfire;
this needs the icy numbness of the deep.
I rely on your distaste for harbor
setting course for my shipwreck
without considering sails.

I’ll catch plenty of fish, eat none, and throw
myself back in, bob like a buoy
reach with the spin of lighthouse fingers
spread wide without webbing; stray gales
salty like your kiss, could sweep me overboard
I weigh so little.

Your absence appeals
as the silhouette of a safety net
in palm tree shade, rum taste on tongue,
cool dark shine on the dark of my lenses
fresh as sea breeze, promising
easy breaths.

The ink of your compass
obscures a chart to what I’ve abandoned.
If you dig up what I’ve buried,
ignore it—leave me the eagle
catching first sight of your returns.
My feathers were never those of a parrot,
despite the comfort of your shoulder.

I should have kissed you | part one // newt scamander

Chapter/One shot: Part 1 out of 2

Part two

Words: 1,254

Based on the song I Should Have Kissed You by One Direction because 1. it’s a beautiful song with such accurate lyrics and 2. it’s One Direction

Warnings: Angst. Just angst 

a/n: also this is when Newt and reader was in Hogwarts, and the Yule ball is coming up. I know, I know, the Yule Ball only takes place when there is a triwizard competition, and I don’t think that there was one when Newt was in school, but let’s just take it as a prom thing and let cute Newt do his thing.


Originally posted by newdscamander

I Should Have Kissed You

Newt looked across the Hufflepuff common room, to where the most beautiful girl he had ever known was standing, chatting with her friends. She had the most glorious hair that glowed under the warm sunlight that entered the room, and it danced gracefully whenever she moved in the slightest. Her smile was charming and irresistible, and as she laughed with her friends, Newt longed to be the source of that melodious sound. Her eyes sparkled with love and joy, and he knew he could stare into them all day.

He loved her so much it ached, and he wished he had the guts to just do something to show her.

He has the chance. He knows it. The Yule ball was coming up (probably not true then, but let’s just go with it), and Newt knew that she longed to go, but because she was too young, she couldn’t. Not unless someone older asked her to, and that someone could be Newt.

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