nobody will steal me

Pros of dating me

  • i’m p rad
  • i am the best cuddler
  • cudDLES
  • i will steal ur clothes but u can also steal mine
  • i’m funny sometimes
  • dad jokes
  • nobody likes me so nobody can steal me
  • i will make u food
  • i don’t smell
  • my hair is soft
  • i will kiss ur face
  • holDING HaNDS
  • i’m small so u can lift me
  • i will maybe sing to u
  • my face is ok
  • i will hug u so much
  • dating me means u aren’t single
  • i will do long distance and we can skype and watch netflix
  • i will text u
  • i will text u back

COns???

  • (i’m an introvert with social anxiety and depression so i have bad days but it’s ok i promise)
my heart was yearning, and the tables were turning. i needed something real.
 someone nobody could steal. 
then i got you, and your love shines through me in the brightest of hues. truthfully i don’t have a clue how god gave me the work of art that is you.
—  sickassliv

anonymous asked:

Look. All I gotta say is IF YOU BEEP WHEN YOU LEAVE THE STORE AND WE ASK YOU TO PLEASE COME BACK IN JUST DO IT!!! Saying " we don't have anything/ nobody wants to steal from here" etc IS UNNECESSARY AND MAKES ME WANNA TOSS HANDS AND MAKES YOU LOOK SUSPICIOUS !! STOP MAKING MY JOB HARD I DONT GET PAID ENOUGH

The ones that come back in mad or freeze in the door are not stealing. If they keep walking no matter what they are saying (I ain’t stealing, you got nothing I want) are the ones that are most definitely stealing.

-Rodney

Anthony Trujillo - Prank

Your boyfriend, Anthony, had gone out with Chance to the store to get props for their video, and everyone else was out except for you and Jake.  You were sitting in the living room with Jake when you said, “Let’s prank Anthony.  Same way you pranked Erika, make him think I’m cheating.”

Jake looked at you for a second.  “Never thought you’d be okay with doing this.”  He stood up.  “Chance just texted me a minute ago, they left the store.  So if you wanna do the prank, let’s go.”

You nodded and ran upstairs to your room that you shared with Anthony.  You laid down on the bed and got under the covers, then took off your shirt when you were positive Jake couldn’t see.

Jake took off his shirt and laid down under the covers beside you, and he put his arms around you as you pretended to be asleep.

The door to your bedroom opened a moment later, and you heard something drop and hit the floor.  You pretended to wake up and jump when you saw Anthony in the doorway, all the things he and Chance had just bought were all on the floor in front of him.

“y/n?” he asked quietly, as he took a step into the room.  He then walked further into the room, up to the bed, and grabbed Jake by the arm and forced him to sit up.  “You’re kidding me right?”  You could see very little other than angry rage in his eyes.  “You’ve always topped me in everything.  Everything.  Subscribers, followers, looks…  Now you’ve gotta go and take my girlfriend from me, too?!”  He slapped Jake across the face.

Your heart shattered.  You had no idea that Anthony felt insecure about Jake, you thought everything was great with them.  “Anthony-” you said, sitting up, but he cut you off.  

“No.”  He looked at you, his fists balled at his sides.  “Don’t.  Don’t try that I was weak crap.”

You shook your head, and tears started to form in your eyes.  “I-It was a prank…”

He looked at you for a moment, then at Jake, then pulled off the covers.  He sighed in relief when he saw you were both wearing pants, and you were even wearing shoes.  “Why would you do that to me?” he asked as he hugged you tightly, pulling you up form the bed so you could stand with him.

“I-I didn’t know…” you said, wiping your tears from your eyes.  He’d looked so angry just a moment ago, angry at you and his best friend, because you got bored and wanted to pull a prank.

He gently wiped your tears away with his thumb.  “Hey, hey, it’s okay,” he whispered as he kissed your forehead.  “I’m not mad.”

Jake stood up from the bed and picked up his shirt from the floor.  “I’m really sorry man,” he said as he looked at Anthony.

Anthony nodded.  “I’m sorry for slapping you.”

Jake nodded.  “I’m not mad, if I slept with your girlfriend I totally would’ve deserved it.”

“Jake can you give us a moment alone?” you asked as you laid your head on Anthony’s shoulder.  When Jake left, you turned to Anthony and put your hands on both sides of his face to make him look at you.

“Jake may have more subscribers,” you said to him.  “He may have more followers.  But he is not better looking than you, and he could never steal me from you.”  You hugged him tightly.  “Nobody could ever do that.”

He held you tightly.  “Just don’t do that again, okay?”  

You nodded.  “I promise, never again.”

He pulled out of the hug and smiled at you.  “But, I will have to get you back for that.”

You playfully rolled your eyes.  “God, you’re a dork.”

He kissed your cheek.  “Yes, but I’m your dork.”

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Don’t Wanna Lose You

Sebastian Aho x Reader

Team: Carolina Hurricanes

Warnings: Mentions of nightmares, crying Sepe

POV: Second

you love sebastian aho too so i was hoping for a imagine where it’s him who has a bad dream regarding the reader who after that takes care of him?:3


Originally posted by faulker

Your name: submit What is this?

It was around three in the morning when you felt your throat start to burn and you burst into a coughing fit, immediately sitting up and trying to catch your breath. 

Once you calmed down, you noticed just how thirsty you were and you persuaded yourself to leave the comfort and warmth of your bed to get a glass of water. 

Carefully getting out of bed, you noticed Sebastian sleeping next to you. Luckily, he hadn’t heard your coughing. 

What a heavy sleeper. 

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Friends Like These (4)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word count: 1651

Summary: You and Bucky are more than friends and less than lovers, due to both of you not having the courage to take things further. But thanks to your friends and conveniently coincidental experiences, some things might just meant to be.

Author’s Note: Hey there! Wow, this took me like 5 months!! I’m truly sorry, I’ve been occupied with things (also procrastination) and the next thing I know, it’s been months…geez. Regardless, thank you for still sticking with me and rest assured, there will be a final part after this so I’ll try to finish it as soon as possible! 


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I’m thinking about how happy I am with you, how happy I am to love a person like you and how happy I am to be loved by you. I feel so alive since the day we started to be like this. Thank you for entering my life unexpectedly and made it possible for me to fall in love again. You turned my life from a black and white motions of picture into a sky covered by a rainbow filled with colors. You managed to sweep away all the negative clouds surrounding my gloomy heart. You made everything beautiful in my life right now, it was all possible because of you that’s why I want to thank you. I hope you would never leave me because they might come back if that ever happened. I love you more than you think you do. I love you for who you are, for all the things you don’t know you can do. I love all the aspects I see that creates you as a being. I can be anything or everything, but all I know is that I cannot live without you. I don’t know if I’m capable of losing you, I will never give up on you because I can’t stand watching you love somebody else. I don’t want someone to make you smile more than I can. That smile of yours is only meant for me and those eyes of yours are only meant to see me. You’re only mine, this may sound selfish but who cares? Mine is mine, so you’re mine. You belong to me and nobody can steal you away from me. Our paths has crossed and that means we were made and meant for each other. I will fight for you in the very end, remember that whatever happens is I won’t give up on you and us. If you asked me why I fall in love with you, I don’t have an answer for that. I don’t why and I can’t explain it. It just happened. I think words are not enough to express what I felt or to describe them to you. I just felt it, I felt in my heart that I love you wholeheartedly. I just found myself smiling unconsciously when I thought of you and when I’m about to go to sleep. So, why do I love you? I just do. I just love all the things about you and all the things you do. Every time I see you, I say to myself that you’re God’s blessing for me. And, you know what? I don’t want a happy ending with you. I don’t want years. I want a happy eternity with you. I want this love we share for eternity, I don’t want any of this to end. I want them to last for a lifetime. I’ll always love you, no matter how many oceans there are between us. No matter how steep and wreck the hill we’re about to take. Just hold me in your arms and never let me go, I want to spend an eternity with you. I just want you; all your flaws, mistakes, laughs, sarcasm, smiles and jokes. Everything. I just want you. I love you for the first time and I still love you the last time. I will love you until the end of time. And, you aren’t a part of my life. Because you are already my life. I don’t know what will happen if I lost you, it’ll mean that I lost my life. It’s like living, but not actually living my life. Everything would be meaningless. I love you so much. I love you so much that I will cling onto any and every piece of you that I can.
—  S.L // A message #10
To Spot a Friend Drabble

Request: I absolutely loved To Spot a Friend so I was wondering if you could do a part 2 where Theo finds them having brunch or something in a coffee shop and he’s insanely drunk and since no one else is in there and the barista is working in the back he goes to grab the reader or something and Newt hexes him and maybe obliviates him?

Word Count: 1,197

Pairing: Newt x Reader

Requested by @h-leighton

Part 1


You’re used to it now. You’re used to going out in public and not being recognized or shouted at or attacked by camera flashes. You’re used to hearing people on radios talk through conspiracy after conspiracy about what happened to you (The greatest singer of her time vanishes, nothing left behind by a heartbroken manager and a few records worth of music. The reason? Experts say a possible alien abduction. Tune in at nine). You’re used to wearing loose clothing and your hair down again and choosing what you want to do when you want to do it.

It’s a miracle, really. A whole year without any sort of recognition. Impossible.
Yet here you sit, in the middle of coffee shop just off the streets of New York and not one person has stopped to speak with you. The other two people in the shop leave without even a second glance your way.

You once again want to thank Newt as he sits across from you, handing you a cup of coffee, but you’ve said it so often he just waves it off now. You’re intent on saving the words now, using them when you honestly mean it.

“So,” you question after taking a sip of your coffee, “what sort of authory things are you planning today?”

Newt grins at your made-up word. “Drinking tea and pondering the meaning of the universe.”

“Oh, so quite the packed schedule, then?”

“Quite.”

You snatch a donut ball from the plate in front of him. The buttery donut melts in your mouth. Newt’s raised eyebrow and amused grin makes you laugh.

“Careful you don’t choke, love.”

You swallow the final crumbs. “Why don’t you buy me any? Do I only deserve the croissants?”

“You help yourself anyway.” Still, he reaches out and slides both of your plates in the middle of the table, in easy reach for either of you. You’re beaming as you pick up another donut ball and pop it into your mouth. Life is so much better than it was before.

Newt takes a sip of his tea. “So would you like to stop by the zoo today?”

You perk up at this. “Really?”

He nods. “I don’t see why we can’t stop by. I’ve finished my research here.” He reaches for a croissant. “I know you’ve wanted to visit it.”

“They have hippos here. They’re the –“

“Most underrated creatures. Yes, I know. I’ve heard it said a few times.”

You roll your eyes over the rim of your glass as you take another drink. The bells over the door behind you ring. Another customer. You’re glad; this little shop deserves business. The owner is nice and it’s cheap to eat here. You and Newt have spent the past five days in New York eating here.

Newt, though, stiffens when he looks over your shoulder. Curious, you turn around.

Just like that, your past catches up with you, and you can’t breathe.

Theo blinks at you, something like recognition slowly dawning on his face. You recognize the drunken stagger in his step, the plain fury building in the hard set of his jaw, the decision he makes in a split second as he starts your way.

Newt begins to stand, only stopping when you rest a hand on his arm and shake your head. You pray he’ll go away himself, that he’ll think he was mistaken.

“So, you come back.” His deep voice makes you shiver, memories of nights after shows returning.

“I don’t know what you mean.” You keep your voice even. He can’t know you’re trembling inside or he’ll use it against you.

“Ha.” The laugh is sharp, a grating sound that has Newt reaching for his wand. “Darling, I’d recognize you anywhere.” His voice softens as he shuffles forward. “My moneymaker.”

“Go away, Theo. I have a new life now.” Your voice wavers on the last word, though, and Theo notices it.

“With who? That rat of a man? Who’s he to you? A lover? Just using you for your voice, I bet.”

Anger flares in you, eating the echo of fear that Theo still manages to evoke. “Like you were?”

“At least I was honest about it. I didn’t knock you off the face of the earth, steal you from someone else. You were a nobody before me. A nothing. You had so much potential, so much of a chance with me.” He sways in his spot. “I could have been rich next to you, but you threw it all away. For what? Him?”

Your hands begin to tremble as the rage Theo works himself up to becomes all too visible. “This isn’t any of your business anymore. Get out of here.” The words are a demand, a final sentence to the ghost of your past. You’re surprised at the strength of the tone but clench your jaw and stare him down.

A mistake.

“You ungrateful bitch.” Theo lunges forward.

You can barely flinch as a flash of red shoots just over your shoulder.

Newt’s on his feet before Theo even thuds to the ground.

You can feel the tears on your cheeks as you curse yourself. It took Newt to save you again. Will you ever be good enough to live without anyone helping you?

Damn it. Damn it all. You shudder, sobbing into your hands. You can’t do it. You can’t do this. Your past is still following you, still haunting you despite the past year away. You wipe at the tears with shaky hands, wondering if you’ll ever truly escape. With Theo here, you’ll always be on the run, always trying to stay away from him and his tricks. Oh Merlin, it’ll never be over, never be fully gone.

Newt crouches next to Theo, wand raised.

“Newt, let’s go. Newt, come on.”

He doesn’t stand, though, doesn’t even look at you as he starts moving his wand, jaw clenched, body stiff.

You realize halfway through the spell just what he’s doing.

“Newt, no. Stop.” You wrench yourself from your seat, grabbing his arm and sending the memory charm to break open the wall.

His face is a mixture of confusion and anger. You gulp as you realize the anger is on your behalf, an instinct for protecting you.

More tears well up in your eyes. “You can’t do that?”

He nods once. “Why not?”

“It’s not right.”

He takes a deep breath, softening at the terror in your eyes. “He doesn’t deserve to know you.”

You stare down at the unconscious man. You’d known him so intimately for so long. He hadn’t always been the way he is now. He’d once cared, once actually loved you. Somewhere deep inside of the both of you are good memories.

But now… Newt’s right.

You steel yourself. “Go ahead.”

Newt doesn’t say another thing as he raises his wand.

Tears slide down your face, some from fear, some from grief, some from Newt’s protective streak. You’re a wreck, and Newt helps you up once he finishes the spell.

He says nothing, just rubs circles on your back and lets you lean against him as the two of you leave the tiny store.

  • my brain: sees a popular person a lot of ppl like
  • my brain: steal their phrases, actions, e v e r y thing
  • me: why tho
  • my brain: ppl will like you ofc :))
  • me: tru,,,,,,.......
  • my brain, after stealing their personality and nobody likes me still: i found someone else steal their phr