no im not going to shoot you

im going to have to work for my parents for the next 2 days to earn money -

if you can, take a couple minutes and think of jobs I can do. I’m trying to shoot for 30+ dollars by Saturday.

I maybe have 10 dollars in cash, and can’t exactly go to the back 5+ miles away without driving or biking.

Thank you guys and wish me luck <3

everyones acting like shiro would hate being ‘6’ but lets be real he would’ve utilized the shit out of it when he was at the garrison

- some garrison teacher: where’s ur homework shiro: sorry couldn’t do it im only 4 years old can’t even read words that big yet

- 100% eats out of one of those portion plates w the dinosaur designs on them and refuses to eat his meals on anything else but that

- matt: shiro its ur turn to take out the trash shiro: im 4 matt, no 4 year old can take out the trash some stranger will lure me into their white van with a lollipop. i am a young, naive 4 year old.

- takes naps in the middle of class and justifies by saying he’s technically a child and children need nap time, then begs matt to carry him back to the dorm after class is over

- shiro: i need you to help me with this
matt: im busy rn
shiro: i will throw the biggest temper tantrum of any 4 year old out there and you’re gonna have to be the one to take me on a long drive to calm me down unless you help me now

- only watches cartoon shows
• sings along really badly to every theme song
• shiro: matt ur the buster to my arthur / 
matt: im going punch u in the fuckin face

- shiro: i can’t go to sleep matt tell me a story matt: once upon a time there was a 4 year old and his name was fliro, fliro lived with his friend pat at their boarding school the marrison. one night fliro couldn’t go to sleep and wouldn’t shut the fuck up, he annoyed pat so much that pat was forced to shoot him into space. fliro lived out the rest of his life alone in space and pat got a good nights sleep. the end
shiro: i didn’t like that story tell me a new one

- garrison guidance counsellor (im assuming they have at least one): so shiro we’re here to discuss your future—
shiro, covering his ears: I AM FOUR

- onesies.

- shiro, taking a long sip out of his juice box, wearing one of those hats with the flaps that r so long they’re mittens too: did i ask for ur opinion

jungkook thigh appreciation thread

like i am a slut for jungkook’s thighs 

Originally posted by jungkxook

Originally posted by seagulljjk

aRE Y’ALL STILL ALIVE??? BECAUSE I SURE AS HELL AINT

Originally posted by ky-ngsoo

Originally posted by missbaptan

dAMN hE tHICc Af

Originally posted by jeongguk

jungkook in white pants daddy choke me pls 

Originally posted by eatupbangtan

Originally posted by mayfifolle

not a thigh pic bUt OfFicER jEon pLeaSE SpaNK mE

Originally posted by amsimaria

this is changing into a sexy jungkook thread not that i’m complaining ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) 

Originally posted by lumos025

Originally posted by bitchrumor

mother i have sinned 

i’m going to show y’all one of my favourites jungkook gifs prepare your panties

Originally posted by scartic

he looks so manly shoot me

iconic star wars videos

Things OW Mains want you to know
  • Genji: whats better than one genji and healer? four genjis and no healer
  • McCree: my aim should not be possible but it is
  • Pharah: I cannot move please do not shoot me i havent had potg in months
  • Reaper: i shop at hot topic because im too young to shop at spencer's
  • Soldier 76: my gun has built in life alert
  • Sombra: Fuck Fareeha Amari Personally
  • Tracer: It's not harrassment if the calvary's here
  • Bastion: you're dead
  • Hanzo: my aim should be way better but it isnt
  • Junkrat: disgusting
  • Mei: i am the only one who can kill you face to face and i need you to respect that and not go around my oddly placed wall
  • Torbjörn: sweden is cancelled
  • Widowmaker: my ult does almost nothing for everyone but me but i will announce it every chance
  • D.Va: they can nerf me but you cant nerf this
  • Reinhardt: charging into walls is a way to get around
  • Roadhog: the breathing on the selection screen is meant to make you uncomfortable
  • Winston: furious george goes bananas
  • Zarya: theres no reason my weapon should reach a flying farah but it can
  • Ana: fda approved tranquilzer darts for kids
  • Lúcio: i can boop you twenty feet in any direction for what reason
  • Mercy: Let Me Live
  • Symmetra: torbjorn but not Fucking Rude
  • Zenyatta: idk how zen mains stay alive but its cool
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Hello everyone! My name is Ezra, I’m a disabled, neurodiverse qtpoc, and I need your help! My family has an incredibly low income, and now with the welfare cuts, it is increasingly difficult to stay afloat. My mother can’t work because of disability, and the only place that would hire me with mine, I can’t start work at until September.

I currently am trying to get my cosmetology licence as well with a college credit program associated with my school. This, however, is an incredibly expensive thing to do.This is where you come in! I do commissions, I sell jewelry, stim toys, zines, and now clothing! 

Whether you buy one or just reblog, please, do not just like this. That does me no help whatsoever. If only one or two people buys this, it won’t let them ship, so the money will be refunded and I won’t get any of the payment. The source I am selling from requires a minimum of five purchases to sell. Please, please help me. If you want to commission me or buy something else, please shoot me an ask or message. 

"Tom the Impalor"

So context this is me and my friend Toms forst time playing DnD. The first battle we have is against an orc with a pack of wolves by his side. The party focuses on the wolves where as our ranger shoots the orc with his long bow dealing decent damage. Tom pipes up “im going to impale him with my javelin” DM allows it and tom rolls a Nat 20 and impales him from his gut straight through into his skull. He then goes on to do the exact same thing later on to a bear again rolling a nat 20 and acheiving his attack.


Party, including DM: You will forever now be known as “Tom the Impalor”

Tom: its not official yet. *Rolls nat 20 impales the final boss with his javelin.*

DM: its offical.

i guess the thing that draws me to persona so much is how the themes of the games are very much tailored to humanity’s shared issues

persona 3 is a game about death, about hardship, and how you crawl out of it with bleeding hands and exhausted bones, but you still do it. its about finding the strength to continue to live even after severe hardship, and overcoming the desire to simply give up. every social link surrounds a character going through a hard time, the most extreme probably being akinari coming to terms with his own inevitable death. each character feels hopeless and wants nothing more than to give up and cease trying, but all overcome it with help from the protagonist. the end of the game sees you fight nyx, the effective personification of this desire of humanity to succumb to hardship and simply end it and die, and you overcome it with the equal of humanities desire to overcome and survive. 

persona 4, comparatively, is a game about acceptance, about recognizing your own flaws and accepting that they are as much a part of you as your skills, and coming to peace with that, and learning to not worry about what others WANT you to be, and simply be happy with who you ARE, showed best by kanjis complex about his reputation as a thug, and his actual interests being traditionally female, which he learns to just accept and embrace as himself regardless of what others think. you fight izanami, a goddess trying to enact what she believes humanity wants, influencing them to be something theyre not, when the protagonist allows humanity to choose their own fate by fighting her off. 

persona 5, however, is a game about rebellion and denial. its about seeing the hand youre dealt, and deciding, fuck this, flipping the table in the dealers face and telling him to fuck off. every character is in a situation they resent, but accept, as they feel they have no other choice. the game follows them learning that they DONT have to simply accept it, and to find the strength and drive to reject how things are, and change their own situation. in the end you literally shoot god in the face with satan, the ultimate rebel, cause god wants to kill humanity and fuck that noise son. 

idk where i was going with this but i just…. love the themes of the persona games.

anonymous asked:

Can you tell the metronome story? Idk it

ajdlfhkajgf okay. so

in high school i was in the marching band and in my junior year i was co-section leader and i carried a metronome in my backpack to use in rehearsals after school

to preface this story, the day before The Event we had a lockdown because there was a “suspicious person” circling the building (it was a confused parent. i spent two hours in the percussion closet. can you fuckign image, with my level of anxiety. anyway) so everyone was kind of on edge

so in this particular year of high school i had math first thing in the morning, which was awful, so i liked to go visit my english teacher because she was my favourite and i liked hanging out with her in my free time. so i set my backpack down and i leave the room

it gets close to time for class to start and i start heading back to the classroom, and @starrymonk and another friend of ours come running up to me and they tell me that our math teacher thinks my backpack has a bomb in it

apparently, when i set down my backpack, the metronome was in the bottom and got turned on and started beeping

now bombs haven’t fucking beeped or ticked since the goddamn 1960s but fuck that logic, our math teacher was actually. fucking ild and had never heard of an electric metronome in her life and was shouting at students to evacuate the wing 

so im running up and trying to explain to this fucko that the beeping in ¾ time at 120bpm is not, in fact, a bomb, but a device for making sure my section is in time, but she’s fucking losing it and makes us evacuate to the cafeteria

the students in the cafeteria are losing their shit. yesterday they thought they were going to be the next victims of a school shooting and today they think they’re going to die via metronome bomb. im running around trying to find a fucking sane faculty member while simultaneously telling everyone i run into, “it’s not a bomb, it’s A FUCKING METRONOME”

i finally find the vice principal and tell him, “dude, it’s not a fucking bomb, it’s a metronome, you know me, i’m in the band, literally there are only like five hundred fucking students in this school you know exactly who i am”

so he grabs me and another staff member and we start heading back toward the wing with the fake bomb, and already the three officers that we have patrolling the school (because of the incident the previous day) and the principal are gathered near the classroom and they shout at us to stop at the end of the hall (which is no more than fifty feet from the classroom, if that, and yeah that’s totally far enough to save us in the event of a bomb going off, right)

so the vp shouts to them that i think it’s a metronome, and i’m like no, i know it’s a metronome it’s my backpack and im a band student for the love of god

so they’re like nah we’re gonna call bomb squad

so fucking, i’m sent back to the cafeteria and this is how things happen as my band director filled me in later that day

apparently, the principal calls my band director down at the opposite end of the school and he’s like “hey darren, could you identify the sound of a metronome over the phone???” and my band director has no clue what’s happening because he isn’t involved in this nonsense, he doesn’t have a class during first period and was probably napping in his office, but he’s like “yeah, probably??” and the principal holds the phone up to the noise and my band director says it sounds like a metronome

skipping about an hour of hysteria and me telling everyone repeatedly that they aren’t going to die, the intercom comes on and tells the student body to gather in the gym for an assembly, presumably so we can all die in one place when the metronome bomb goes off

i’m still telling everyone i can grab that the bomb isn’t real and we aren’t going to die, and then i sit in the bleachers, possibly the angriest i have ever been, while everyone gathers in the gym

the principal and other important faculty whoever the fuck come in and start talking about the previous day’s incident and how tensions are high, so someone may have been stressed and mistakenly thought a metronome (which he pronounced as “metrodome,” which i like to think of as a giant beeping sports stadium) was a live fucking bomb

meanwhile i see the doors to the gym open and my band director slides in. he looks around for a minute, then sees me, and fucking grins like the asshole he is and starts edging his way around the room to me

when he gets over to me, he turns to face the people talking about threats and mistakes and bullshit to cover the fact that they know nothing about music education

and then slowly and slyly he pulls my metronome out of his pocket and hands it over to me, and then separately hands me the two batteries to it and starts giggling

if you don’t believe me, i made the fucking news

someone: inception wasn’t the greatest. the concept was cool i guess but it was kind of bor-

me: so like, anyways! u know that scene where they’re in the hotel in the dream and eames is on the floor about to put the needle in his wrist—which he was totally capable of doing by himself by the way—and arthur just fuckin, comes over, gently takes eames hand and puts the needle in for him while eames lays back and smiles up at him and is like “security’s gonna run you down hard” and arthur smiles and shoots back “and i will lead them on a merry chase” and eames huffs and says “just be back before the kick” and arthur is like “go to sleep mr eames” like what the fuck? was that eames seriously telling arthur to be careful and to be safe??? was that arthur honestly smiling back at him and saying “of course, im going to be perfectly fine” like it sounds like a conversation they’ve had before? don’t even get me started on the “EAMES? he’s in mombasa!” honestly arthur how the fuck did you know that. HOW! why was there so much subtext, c nolan? i need answers it’s been 5 years i am tired

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“Today in Margaret, Mamura’s Extra “Red” is released. In the appendix there will be a DVD with the cast. I watched the recording live and it seemed to be very warm hearted and fun 〜(^ ^) I drew a lot of various things, but this is really the end of Hirunaka! Thank you to everyone who read it!”


credit

  • Yamamori’s Twitter: x
  • Translations: beaux-mont

Please credit if re-translating or taking out from source.

Will’s Takeover: *very little information, no pictures of the set/cast/costumes* “I can’t/am not going to tell you guys anything you’ll have to wait and see” “im not telling you guys about my character” *mystery professionalism, cuteness, maturity etc., etc. 

Harry’s Takeover(s): “fuck it, imma read directly from the script, take pictures of EVERYTHING, like the set, where we’re shooting, my makeup, my clothes, here’s me in character, lets take a complete tour of Magnus’s loft, see everything, touch everything, see everyone” *flips off managers and proceeds to practice his lines in front of us*

TACO ROOM, TACO PILE, TACO CAT, TACO CHAOS.

Context: Our normal DM wasn’t able to be there so I was DMing our alternate campaign (We call these Chaos days because I purposely let silly things happen. its funny and leads to things like this) we had 2 Rouges, a wizard, and a fighter, they were exploring a goblin hideout. they had just come out of taming some wolves. this is what happened (Note: I am laughing my butt off the entire time and we purposely consumed many sugary things :3):

DM(Me): you are in a cave there is a stream two side passages and one main passage.
Rouge1(ooc): I’m going to roll perception *rolls* 21
DM: You hear rustling from the first side passage and snoring from the second side passage.
Rouge1: I’m going to walk up so Im level with the first side passage. Do I see anything?
DM: roll perception
rouge1(ooc): *rolls* 17
DM: you see a Taco.
Rouge1(ooc): how would my character know what a taco is?
DM: I just saying taco so I’m not describing a taco.
Rouge1: Ok i’m going to throw a dagger at it *rolls* 23
DM: it hits the taco the taco is now almost broken and has a dagger sticking out of it.
Rouge1: HOW DID IT NOT BREAK!?
DM: its a really old taco.
Wizard: I roll to see if its possed *rolls* 17
DM: its not possed it looks tasty tho.
Rouge1(is suspicious): i’m throwing my other dagger at it. *rolls* 19
DM: The taco breaks
Rouge2: Thats it just the taco breaks?
DM: thats it the taco breaks.
Fighter: welp Im going to go get that taco and feed it to my wolves.
Everyone else: Were coming too!
*they wade through the stream*
Rouge1: I stealthly walk up to the taco. *rolls* 24
DM: roll perception
Rouge1: *rolls* 25
DM: you see a pile of tacos
Everyone: WHAT?
DM: if you want to blame someone for this blame my brother he gave me the idea.
Rouge1: I shoot the pile of tacos with my crossbow. *rolls* 15
DM: you hit and A Black and Taco colored thing Streaks out of the pile. Roll perception.
Rouge1: *rolls* 26
DM: you see a Feline that looks to be wearing a taco
Fighter and Rouge2: *Walk into the cave*
Rouge1: I’m going to throw a Knife in front of it *rolls* 16
DM: you startle the cat and it runs over to [fighter’s name]
Fighter: I crouch and coo the kitty. *rolls* 19
DM: the cat instantly seems to take to you. roll cat knowlege
Fighter: *rolls* 17
DM: You know basic cat knowlege such as things like you should let a cat sniff your hand so its not hostile. also roll perception
Fighter: *rolls a 12*
DM: you see a sign over the pile of tacos that says tacos.
Fighter: (is not going to tell the others about teh sign) PEOPLE COME LET THE CAT SNIFF YOUR HAND
*Everyone Rolls well*
DM: NOW ROLL PERCEPTION!
*They roll well except for the wizard*
DM: you everyone except fur the wizard sees the sign that says tacos!
Wizard: IM GONNA EAT THE PILE OF TACOS *Rolls* nat20
DM: You eat all the tacos then feel sleepy. [fighter’s name] roll perception.
*Fighter rolls decently*
DM: you notice a cord around the cat’s neck. will you inspect it?
Fighter: HECK YEAH! *rolls a 18 for perception*
DM: you see the words taco cat on the tag.
Rouge2(ooc): So its a taco cat called taco cat?
DM: yes! because paradoxes! btw you all feel safe in this room. :3

random bios

c stewrtz 

  • do not be worried about what people think of you
  • when it’s over, leave.
  • im such a sarcastic bitch
  • go ahead. do your worst.
  • im senseless
  • too fucking cute for this
  • enjoy the silence
  • everytime you smile at me i fall in love over and over again
  • it’s awful to want to go away
  • no words can explain the way i miss you
  • my heart talks about nothing but you
  • i cant and i dont to want see another thing
  • millions of stars in the sky, but all i wanna do is stare into your eyes
  • is there no way out of the mind?
  • they say i act like i dont give a fuck, i tell them im not acting
  • if you think of pulling the trigger, keep in mind that I could still shoot first
  • three word story: pain changes people
  • i don’t need a Valentine, i need Valentino
  • i’m all yours i got no control
  • lets do what we love and do a lot of it
  • have the courage to follow your heart
  • i’ll never be good enough at anything
  • i like the storms, they let me know that even the sky scream sometimes
  • you can dye your hair, buy new clothes, you can change your shoes, rearrange your nose but it don’t change the fact that you’re ugly on the inside
  • i don’t wanna be your friend, i wanna kiss your neck
  • if you never shoot i’ll never know

there’s a lot of moments seeing deh live when u realize that ur actually there, at the music box theatre, breathing the same air as a lot of theatre enthusiasts and people who’ve been dying to see the show for ages and people who might have just discovered it as well as all these actors you love? so i’m gonna list some and please feel free to add on anything that was a “punch in the face” moment of like wow this is real i’m here!!

- when you get there tbh, and you sit down and you see the screens moving and THE BED illuminated by a single spotlight
- (in my case, there were these girls next to us who must have been around my age or a little younger, and i remember i looked down the aisle and just said “shook” and all three of them were like “same?!” and in that moment we just connected yk?)
- when the lights go down and there’s this little ringtone and it says “please silence your cellphones” or something to that effect and u just feel the !! in ur chest
- when the lights come back up and there’s ben platt !!! sitting barefoot on the bed !!!! and there’s this WILD APPLAUSE and he just shoots into the opening monologue and ur just laughing and crying and why am i crying? because im witnessing this live that’s why
- when jlt says “he’s not high!” and mike faist sort of raises his head like he’s looking into the camera on the office
- when connor pushes evan to the ground and there’s this shift and all the lights go blue and you hear the opening to waving through a window and you’re crying and no one else is crying why am i the only one crying please help?

(i will add more to this later when i have the energy but u guys add ur own stuff if u want i.m crying)

anonymous asked:

Well, a creppy boy started talking to me on the Tumblr chat saying weird shit and asked me to be his valentine out of the blue, so.. Yeah can I request RFA+V+Saeran reacting to that? A creep talking to MC and saying creppy stuff lol. Love ur blog 💕

Is he still bothering you? If he is PM me and his ass is grass
Or if you’re just in need of a fake girlfriend/boyfriend/SO also say the word I’m there y’all don’t even know how good I look in drag

Forreal tho, if someone online is ever making you feel uncomfortable don’t be afraid to get assertive or reach out for help.

Anyways

 RFA+V+Saeran react to a Creep creepin on MC

Yoosung

  • Yandere Yoosung: ACTIVATED i imagine a magical girl animation sequence whenever I say that
  • You had shown him the messages immediately because you two were playing games on an online server together when you got random, creepy PMs from GameFreak90
  • ‘hey there, I see you’re a high level. U must be pretty good with your hands
  • want 2 play a game together sometime? it doesn’t have to be online ;)
  • its almost valentines day you know. we can hang out. ‘
  • You were so uncomfortable, and it went from uncomfortable to freaked out when you asked GameFreak90 to stop messaging you and he kept going, starting to talk about all the things he’d like to do to you
  • Yoosung searched the guys name immediately and pulled up his profile
  • His hands never moved so fast
  • ‘Hey. Quit messaging MC28. She’s a good friend of mine and you’re freaking her out. -ShootingStar’
  • ‘fuck off’
  • Yoosung was not having it. He didn’t have Seven’s hacking skills, or Jumins money, or Jaehee’s wit or anything the others had
  • But what he did have was his games
  • He pulled up TeamSpeak for his LOLOL guild immediately
  • “Guys, I need backup for an emergency raid”
  • It was over in minutes
  • Yoosung’s guild had raided and completely emptied GameFreak90′s base
  • Yoosung got a string of messages immediately after
  • hey man what the fuck
  • dude give me my shit back
  • fine im sorry im sorry give me my shit please
  • dude please
  • Yoosung just turned his mic on and with one last request of his guild “Hey, can everyone here flag this guy for inappropriate behavior”
  • In about 10 mins Yoosung went to pull up GameFreak90′s profile
  • It had been deleted
  • Yoosung had the smuggest of smirks on his face
  • Until
  • “My hero” You giggled and kissed him on the cheek
  • He went from war hero Shooting Star to blushing, stuttering, Yoosung real quick

Jaehee

  • It was a slow day in the coffee shop so you were just sitting at a table playing on your phone and sipping coffee
  • Ding.
  • Huh? New message.
  • Ding ding ding
  • You had a bad feeling before even opening your Fumblr app 
  • When you did open the little social media site, you were met with a bunch of unwelcomed advances from some strange follower
  • Hey valentines is coming up and im lonely
  • r u lonely to?
  • how about u be my valentine and we can go out??
  • You grimaced and replied with a curt “I’m sorry but no thanks”
  • come on babe
  • dont b like that
  • we can have fun
  • Jaehee had noticed to look on your face and immediately popped to your side
  • “Mc is everything alright?
  • “Yeah..I’m just getting creepy messages from some guy on Fumblr.” You handed her the phone so she could read them and her nose crinkled in distaste almost instantly
  • “Well your first problem is you apologized.” 
  • “Huh?”
  • Jaehee started tapping away as she spoke “Don’t apologize for not being interested. When you apologize it makes you seem more …docile. Submissive. If these creeps think you have an ounce of shyness or even politeness in you they’ll try to exploit it.”
  • “o-oh.” You stammered, surprised by how irritated Jaehee suddenly seemed
  • “Secondly,” Her expression softened a bit with a final tap on the screen “You didn’t block him immediately” She looked to you with a smile on her face, pleased with herself for whatever she said to your Fumblr follower
  • She handed the phone back to you and a light blush fell across your cheeks. Jaehee never seemed to be the protector type but when it comes down to it
  • Baehee isn’t letting anyone bother you
  • ever

Zen

  • He’s gotten his fair share of creepy fan mail, but he understands it comes with the job
  • But when you get creepy mail from his followers
  • NO NO NO NO NO
  • You two have all the fan mail sent to a P.O. Box so fans don’t have your home address
  • One time when you went to get the batch, the two of you found a handful of letters with your name on them
  • “My fans must see us together all the time” Zen said as he handed the letters to you, a cautious look on his face. He was worried it was going to be some fangirl writing a mean letter about how she deserves Zen instead of you
  • It was much creepier
  • It was a bunch of letters from some guy 
  • ‘My sister is a big fan of Zen so I have to watch TV shows with him on them all the time. One time there was a news story about him, but you were in the picture with him…’
  • The letters go on to say how once the writer saw you with Zen he started searching you more and claimed you two would be a perfect match. He started suggesting you break up with Zen (offering for him to date his sister) and for the two of you to get together.
  • You have to literally hold Zen back so he doesnt march to the return address and beat the shit out of sender
  • “Zen it’ll be such bad press do not do not do not”
  • “I DON’T GIVE A SHIT”
  • “YES YOU DO PLS ZEN”
  • 20 mins later
  • He’s not calm, but he’s not bum rushing the door so…calm enough
  • “Let’s think of a reasonable way to handle this” You slump into a chair, exhausted from being the only thing standing between Zen and a physical assault charge
  • After a few minutes of silence
  • ..”I have an idea.”
  • Zen pulled out a pad and started scribbling. “He said his sister is a fan of me? Well I’ll make her an offer she can’t refuse.”
  • Zen ended up writing a very heartfelt note to the sister of the sender, explaining the situation and how uncomfortable you were feeling because of the brother. And if the sincerity of the letter wasn’t enough to get her to make her brother stop, the VIP pass to Zen’s next show was a good bribe. 
  • He sent it out the next morning, and a few days later you guys checked the PO box to find a letter from her apologizing profusely for her brother’s behavior and how she’d handle it. And about 10 pages of ‘thank you’s and compliments for Zen of course. 

Jumin

  • Elizabeth would only chase a laser pointer for so long, so you had a lot of free time whenever Jumin was at work
  • You were no stranger to social media sites as they were the best way to distract yourself for hours at a time until you had something entertaining to do
  • And you’ve gotten spam bots before, but never a human who was actually so forward enough to send you enough messages to make you a small novel
  • you look really nice in your profile picture
  • is that designer? man you got money to
  • you’re a rich bitch. wanna come see what its like on the other side of town?
  • You were appalled. 
  • “Leave me alone” was the best you could muster since you were in such a state of disgusted shock. 
  • The messages continued, and you ended up just blocking the guy. But even after that just looking at your phone made you a little nervous that you were going to see more messages from another douchebag
  • But nope
  • Same douchebag. Different site. 
  • why’d you block me? playing hard to get?
  • “How’d you find my profile?”
  • it’s not hard to figure it out since I saw your name on the other one ;*
  • You just blocked him again and put your phone down, resolving to entertain yourself with anything else that wasn’t social media.
  • Eventually Jumin came home, and the first thing he noticed was your phone sitting on the coffee table and a specific lack of…you.
  • He went into a panic for a moment before you stepped into the hall, freshly showered. 
  • “Oh, MC, there you are. I was worried for a second. You’re usually not far from your phone.” 
  • “Yeah..” You muttered. “Some guy just keeps bugging me”
  • What
  • What do you mean
  • What guy
  • How
  • You explain the situation to Jumin and his phone is to his ear almost immediately as he picks up yours with his free hand.
  • “Luciel? I’m cashing in on a favor….”
  • You knew immediately where this was going and you had a slight grin on your face, knowing the creep who kept messaging you wasn’t going to be bothering you or anyone else anytime soon

Seven

  • You don’t even waste time
  • The second you get the first creepy message
  • hey hot stuff
  • You hand your phone to Seven
  • He just looks down at the screen, and a devious smile spreads across his face
  • Sure he could mess with anyone he wanted, but this time he has an excuse to go all out and ruin this Creeps life.
  • Seven whips up a program in a matter of minutes, connects a USB from his computer to your phone, then texts the man back
  • Hey cutie…wanna see a picture? ;)’ and he attached a file 
  • It says the message was received and viewed, but no response was given.
  • “What’d you do?” You ask as Seven hands your phone back
  • With a big smirk on his face:
  • “Once he opens that file his phone is going to run through his chat logs and play back all his creepy messages  on a permanent loop on his screen. And if he has any wireless connection to his computer, say, cloud storage, it’s going to happen to his computer too. And every few minutes he’s going to get a picture of me dressed as a maid, because I have to deliver, you know?”
  • You give Seven a huge hug “Ugh, thank you. How will I every pay you back”
  • “You already did” He laughs
  • “Huh?”
  • “You’ll see” He winks and goes back to his computer.
  • You shrug and walk away, figuring you’d find out soon enough
  • And you did
  • The next time you opened your phone, your background was a nonstop slideshow of 707′s Greatest Crossdressing Pics
  • And all your app icons were selfies
  • And your gallery was filled with pictures of the red headed hacker
  • “SEEEEEEEVVVVVEEEEEENNNNNNNNN”

V

  • V was sitting on the couch and you were upstairs cleaning up and putzing around
  • Ding
  • V looked to see your phone light up on the table 
  • “MC, I think someone messaged you!” V yelled up the stairs
  • “Will you check it for me? It’s probably just a guest with a question about the party.” You called back 
  • “Sure.” And with that he opened your phone to find a rather crude picture  “What in the world”
  • my friend gave me ur number, thought you’d like this ;)
  • V was horrified that someone meant for you to open this 
  • ‘I dont’ He typed back.
  • awww come on. you can tell from the pic im a good looking guy and my friend says ur cute. why dont we hang out
  • No.” V glared at the number displayed at the top of the message board
  • playing hard to get? i like
  • V realized there was no reasoning with this idiot, and he thought it would be a waste of time trying to further communicate with a fool like his, so he bit down his better instinct and just sent a picture of himself glaring at the phone camera and typed “You’re talking to a man”
  • there was no reply for a moment
  • my friend said this was a girl
  • I can assure I am not a female. Your friend gave you the wrong number. Go away
  • There was no response but V was sure he could feel the embarrassment from the other side of the connection
  • With a satisfied huff he deleted the messages and number, figuring it best if you never have to worry about the situation
  • He also plans to find out which one of your friends would give your number to such a vulgar creep. 

Saeran

  • You two were watching a video on your phone when you got a sudden chat request on Kiik, a messaging app
  • Saeran cast a quizzical look at you and you return it with a shrug, signalling you had no clue
  • When you open it up theres just a bunch of weird messages
  • hey babe
  • hey
  • wanna be my valentine
  • i dont want to be lonely and i bet you dont either
  • we can keep each other company ;)
  • You didn’t even have a chance to respond before Saeran took the phone from your hand
  • Fuck off” He was holding your phone so tight you thought he was gonna snap it in half
  • wow ur not very polite
  • “I said. Fuck. Off.” Saeran let out a breath that sounded like a growl
  • come on baby dont be like that
  • You could see a fire in your friend’s eyes and you knew things were about to get bad
  • Send one more message and I’ll end your miserable existence, Scum.” 
  • “Saeran let’s just ignore it” You tried to take your phone back but he wouldn’t let go, too hyper focused on the screen. Instead he looked at you and said “He shouldn’t be talking to you this way.”
  • Ding
  • Both your eyes shot back to the screen
  • so you’ll come see me ;)
  • Whoever was on the other line had nooo clue who they were taunting
  • Saeran got up slowly, so slow it was a little creepy, when you looked at him you could see the gears running in his head
  • He walked over to his computer and started typing away, looking to the phone every now and then.
  • After about 20 minutes he finally came back to sit with you and handed your phone back.
  • “You….You good, Saeran?” You asked, surprised at how calmed he seemed.
  • He looked to you with a smile on his face and a glint in his eye. “I’m very good.”
  • You were almost worried to ask but “What’d you do?”
  • “Not much. But he’ll leave you alone soon enough.”
  • You stopped asking questions, he wouldn’t tell you the details anyways.
  • ..
  • That night you were awoken to 
  • Dingdingdingdingding
  • You fumbled around in the dark and eventually opened your phone to see messages from the Kiik app
  • Iuwefjkgl
  • ahfuoieqhwf
  • please helpfehofejijeqiue
  • …..
  • I’m very sorry for what I said to you earlier. I will never contact you again. If I do my fingers will be broken.
  • You knew immediately. 
  • Saeran what’d you do???” You sent the text
  • All you got back was “:)” 

idk what this is besides mostly crack (canon) that @skamforfaen and i discussed abt some things vilde might say, and do once she eventually!! becomes comfy with her sexuality. 

  • isak and vilde!!! yes gay pals!!! they’re going to be like “that’s homophobic” whenever something minorly inconveniences them and laugh so hard and everyone else is just “?????”
  •  i can imagine vilde sayin that first with the squads and then everyone’s “ …???…” and then isak goes all mock serious and “didn’t u hear her??? that IS homophobic smh”
  • *water bottle falls down on the floor* “well, THAT’S homophobic”
  • *gets bad grade on a test* my teacher is homophobic”
  • imagine sometimes how it just slips out at the worst of times bc vilde suddenly gets really into lgbt history/negative stereotypes and suddenly becomes really educated and she just, thinks everything is homophobic and oppressive (is she wrong tho)
  • “can that server tell i kissed my gf today??? Is that why my meals late? This is blatant rude homophobia im going to talk to the manager!“ 
  • and eva’s there like “vilde, we just kissed 2 minutes ago.” - “i know that eva! but our food is late! she’s homophobic!”
  • “vilde, you cant blame everything on homophobia.” - “and why not eva???” - eva gives her a look. - “well, you might not see the blatant disregard heterosexuals shoot our way because we are a same-sex couple eva, but i do! would a straight girl have to wait 10 extra minutes for her salad if she was with a boy?? i don’t think so!”
  •  "vilde it was one time and she gave u a valid reason.“ - “well we’ll see abt next time hmm." 
  • next time ends up being 2 days later and this time vilde ends up with no cutlery. "see eva, what did i tell you? homophobia.”
  • one time vilde says “as a gay,,” in isak’s presence and he chokes on air
  • “vilde,,,, you cant just- you cant just say that!” 
  • “and why not, isak?”
  • “you- cant-you- just- you just cant!?”
  • "i don’t have a problem with it isak. i’m gay. you know,,,, the stigma attached to the label can be very dehumanizing and hurtful but the more we use it the more it becomes ours and the less people can hurt us with it bc there’s nothing wrong it, is there isak? i like girls and you like boys and people just have to accept that.”
  • just give me isak and vilde learning from each other and gradually becoming friends and supporting one another (even tho it takes time to get there, vilde is forever thankful that she’s got isak and vice versa tbh)
  • just imagine vilde getting all philosophical and progressive once shes really comfy with herself.
  • just imagine vilde, isak, even and eva bonding over their sexuality and forming a group within their group!
  • pls vilde would so join “skeiv ungdom” (lgbtqia+ youth group), she’d be the fucking LEADER of skeiv ungdom oslo and organize all these pre-games and parties and demonstrations .  
  • she’d make sure its the safest place for everyone and just like with her first kosegruppa meeting, she’d make everyone do exercises and get to know each other and have introductions and make sure people use each others correct pronouns. 
  • and sometimes they play games or talk about their experiences and also the joys of being gay and how it gets better and how these groups are supposed to create a supportive place to talk and relate to one another but to also have fun and Hope.
  • some days they talk about certain lgbt topics and they vote on which one to dicuss first. e.g. compulsory heterosexuality, coming out, links between being lgbt and mental health, support networks, history, icons, songs, etc. 
  • and sometimes new members come in so they do this thing where every week they introduce each other again by their name, sexuality (if they want) and something good they want to share with each other that happened to them in the last week
  • sometimes people who’ve been coming to the meetings from the beginning end up introducing themselves one day but for the first time, actually coming out as well. so the constant introductions give all the members the option to come out when they feel comfortable or sure, bc not everyone in the group is out or labels themselves.
  • even is definitely co-leader along with vilde, she asked him specifically bc she loves the way he talks to people and the two of them have had numerous educational and supportive talks and have become pretty close. 
  • even “you don’t think that’s a bit of a superficial generalization?” bech næsheim.
  • i bet vilde would bake sweet buns (boller, like she did for kosegruppa) and pride cupcakes for the meetings too.
  • now pride: she’d make everyone bring at least one thing to pride (they’d make a day of it at isak’s place and get everything ready there and leave together) but she’d make sure she bakes and has a hell of a fun time frosting with her friends and gf eva. the frosting would be rainbow ofc and everyone ends up leaving the house with frosting smeared on their cheeks, cue a lot of kisses from everyones significant other.
  • just. concept: proud lesbian vilde, along with her fellow gay isak, his pansexual boyfriend even and her bisexual gf eva!
Shield

Shield

“Im bulletproof but please don’t shoot me”

Originally posted by little--batman


“This is all your fault!” (Y/N) complained, the double gym doors smashing the wall and then retreating back in their lock position. “You dirty, ugly, meanie, big fat jerk!” She trailed, a wicked growl escaping from between her lips.

Steve and Bucky just looked around before they stared at each other. Their gazes softly drifting to the seething women making her way to them. “What did you do this time?” Steve whispered, racking his platinum hair to the side, his sweat keeping it in tact.

“Not that I know of…” Bucky trailed uncertainly. It didn’t take a genius to tell Bucky and (Y/N) didn’t get along as ‘best friends’ but it’s not like he had made it his life’s description to annoy the hell out of the towers personal chef, especially since they had a title to withhold.

“You jerk!” She seethed, her white cooking hat being thrown over his chest. He shielded himself, scared of why the girl was attacking him.

“What’s going on?” He grabbed her chef hat and held it high in the air. Pointing his finger her way before talking, “What did I do?” Bucky asked.

“You ate all of the plums!” She cried. “I was going to make Tony tarts for his party tomorrow; I was waiting for the plums to ripe!”

“It’s not my fault-”

“No, it is! You know you should have never even stepped foot into the kitchen if I wasn’t there!”

“Doll, sweetheart,” Bucky cooed, watching as (Y/N) rolled her eyes and walked back to James’s gun stash on the table. She clicked it in and then aimed at him- just like how he had taught her many times… on targets just for her safety.

“Doll face, Im bulletproof but please dont shoot me.” Bucky was slowly walking back, as the angry girl beside him pulled the trigger. Successfully being dodged by Buchanans metal arm. He hissed in pain as one had grazed the side of his flesh arm. Before long, her gun had finished ammo.

“Ha! Your out o-” Before he could say more, she threw the pice of metal towards him. Walking out less stressful then she had entered. “Don’t eat the plums if their not for you.” He nodded aggressively, watching as the girl exited the gym her chef hat back on her head all the while he rubbed his head from the sore spot. Just as the doors settled in their confines, Clint came out from the gym lockers.

“And that’s the girl your dating?”

“She’s not too bad…”

“Man, your whipped.”

“I’m- excuse me?”

“It’s a saying we hav- Never mind.” Clint mumbled before exiting back through the locker room.

Without saying more, Bucky cleaned the slits between his plates and walked back to the kitchen. All the while picking at his slits.

“What now?” (Y/N) asked annoyed once she caught a glimpse of his shadow over her. She was running around like crazy. Gathering things after things before settling them all on the island.

“To make it up for you-”

“You would sleep on the couch for a week-”

“-As I was saying, to make it up for you, I’ll go get you some plums.”

“You’ll go to the supermarket at six in the morning to grab three hundred pieces of week worth ripped plums?” She sasses, “I’ve had those plums for a whole week! You can’t find ripe ones just like that.”

“Well-”

“I changed the desert anyways.”

“If there is any way I can make it up for you, sweetheart.”

“There is, be my personal waiter for Tony’s party.”

“Seriously-”

“I hope you changed the couch cushions when I told you, our apartment is getting old.”

“Fine, fine,” like that, he walked past his girl and softly wrapped an apron over his waist. Helping the chef with each step. A small smile gracing his features as he watched her grab books and carefully read each step, occasionally editing the book in her hand with the pen that nuzzled between her ear. He knelt down and gave her a rough kiss, she shoved him away then went back to cooking for the party.

Bucky Barnes was going to be the death her. 

A/N: 

Literally took almost a year to finish this request… sorry anon, hope this was good enough. 

:)

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