oh i see how it's gonna be

anonymous asked:

My friend is just...gorgeous and amazing, and I think I'm falling for her. But a) she likes someone else and b) she's called me adorable and stuff but I'm convinced its more like "oh look at that puppy" than anything, like always with me. I've started talking to this really nice and funny girl and we're gonna Skype soon, but what if my feelings for the friend don't go away? I can't just tell her how i feel, she's into girls too but I don't want to make things awkward between us.

Maybe you should wait and see how things would go between you two? Also maybe try to flirt with her meanwhile, like not too obvious. It would help you to see if it’s even possible to date her someday and if she can take you in this way

LETS TALK ABOUT HOLLOW KNIGHT

ITS 3AM I FUCKING LOVE THIS GAME OK ITS GORGEOUS SO LETS GO

HOLLOW KNIGHT IS A CROWD FUNDED INDIE PLATFORMER GAME THAT HAD THE UNFORTUNATE LUCK OF BEING RELEASED 3 DAYS AFTER NIGHT IN THE WOODS, WHICH WHILE ALSO A GORGEOUS GAME, MADE THINGS V DIFFICULT FOR TEAM CHERRY TO GET THEIR GAME OUT WITH ALL THE HYPE FOR NIGHT IN THE WOODS. WHICH SUCKS BECAUSE THIS GAME DESERVES A SHIT TON OF LOVE AND HERE’S WHY

  • ALL OF IT IS HAND DRAWN

“oh but nurse skullgirls did that too” DONT GIVE A SHIT YA HAVE ANY IDEA HOW FUCKING DIFFICULT THAT SHIT IS? SUPER FUCKING DIFFICULT. YOU TRY HAND DRAWING A GAME.

YEAH THATS WHAT I THOUGHT HOE (i am not slut shaming im just v passionate)

  • ITS FUCKING GORGEOUS

LOOK AT THIS

LOOK HOW GORGEOUS IT LOOKS

ITS BEAUTIFUL

AGAIN, ALL HAND DRAWN. HOLY SHIT.

  • CUTE BUGGOS

U WANT CUTE BUGGOS? THERE ARE CUTE BUGGOS

EXHIBIT A. CUTE MINING BUGGO

EXHIBIT B. BUG GF

EXHIBIT C. RLY CUTE GIRL WITH A NEEDLE WEAPON LOOK AT HER

CUTE CATERPILLAR FRIEND, WIGGLES BC HE’S HAPPY TO SEE YOU 10/10

  • RLY COOL ENEMIES AND COMBAT

I AINT EVEN GONNA EXPLAIN GIFS DO BETTER ON THAT

GOOD SHIT

  • THE FUCKING SOUNDTRACK

ITS ONE OF THE MOST GORGEOUS SOUNDTRACKS IVE EVER HEARD HOLY FUCK IM ONLY GONNA GIVE ONE SONG BC YOU SHOULD EXPERIENCE IT FOR YOURSELF BUT THE REST IS JUST AS IF NOT MORE GORGEOUS OK

  • PLEASE JUST PLAY THIS GAME

I WANT THIS GAME TO HAVE AT LEAST SOME SORT OF A FANDOM IT DESERVES IT PLS

"I wonder what I said..."

Okay, so, my rogue recently bought an ice short sword. Whilst in a battle, though, she stabbed a fire-being thing, which negated both the power of the monster and my sword. So, Minster shatters. Yay! Sword shatters. Not yay.

Me: “Well that was a waste of gold.”
“DM: “The hilt is still getting really, really cold in your hand.”
Me: “Huh, I should probably put it down.”
DM: “It’s starting to burn your hand with cold, so maybe.”

So she puts down the hilt, and the little gem in it starts to crack and shatter and out pops a tiny ice elemental, which we ended up giving water and stuff to grow it to a bigger size while trying to talk to it.

The necromancer tries to use an ice spell to make friends.

Me: “Are you trying to steal the elemental?!”
Necro: “Yeah, kinda.”
Me: “I paid for that sword, if that elemental is going to make friends with anyone, it’ll be me!”
Necro: “Awww, but-”
ME: “You have your zombies, now go away!”

Everyone else gives up on communication with it, but I paid for that fuckin’ sword, I’m not giving up yet.

DM: “The elemental continues to look at you, making gust sounds and whistling.”
Me: “Uh, I’ll start whistling back! Let’s hope I don’t accidentally offend it.”
DM: “Roll bluff.”
Me: “21”
DM: “It makes a high pitched whistle at you and begins moving forward.”
Me: “Lets see how this one backfires. I whistle some more. I probably insulted its mother by accident or something.”
DM: It gets to you and touches the base of your pants, melts and the water begins traveling up your body.“
Me: "UM, Ice elemental I am flattered but taken! Oh fuck did I seduce the elemental? My girlfriend is gonna be so pissed.”

DM:“It goes up your body to your chain shirt, and freezes again, giving you another point of armor and a resistance to cold.”

Me: “Oh. That’s cool! Now I can make ice puns.”
Everyone Else: “Oh shit, no, not more puns.”

And I’m guessing I’ll never find out what was said in that conversation with the ice elemental.

4

“Please Phichit, be serious. Break his heart? Really?”


So I’ve recently been in love with Until my Feet Bleed and Heart Aches by @kazliin and might I just say
h OL Y HOT DAMN ITS SO GOOD 100/10 I CANT WAIT TO SEE HOW IT ENDS

seriously this fic is one of the best and the most well written YOI fics out there.

Me of course, being the drama queen that I am, I have a few ideas on how I think the last two chapters will play through a oh boy howdy I love me some good suffering™. Hey there’s gonna be a happy ending though right?

Right?

(yuuri god dammit just tell this p o or bOY HOW YOU FEEL HIS HEART CAN ONLY TAKE SO M U CH)

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- Hyung, did you know I’m DIY?

- Oh really?

- Yeah, you’re gonna have to do me yourself 

jk Jungkook would be laughing too much even thinking abt the pickup line to say it


Commission for @thenjw Junghope IKEA date (thank you <3)

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CLICK ON THE PHOTOS tumblr blurs the f out of them ;-;

How The Inevitable Filler Episodes Are Gonna Go Down
  • <p> <b>Lars:</b> Oh thank god, you're here! Where were you? It's been months!<p/><b>Steven:</b> See, we were going to save you, but then there was this really kooky side plot where Peridot ran for mayor, and then Onion<p/><b>Lars:</b> Steven<p/><b>Steven:</b> wanted help running a lemonade stand, but he was using unethical business practices so we had to shut him down, and then<p/><b>Lars:</b> Steven<p/><b>Steven:</b> Pearl got upset about something, fusion mom and purple were also there. There was a lot of crying and a little singing and<p/><b>Lars:</b> Steven I Could Have Died<p/></p>

Having a sibling is super weird because you’re constantly torn between “wow I can’t believe this is real oh man you’re a great sibling I really love and appreciate you” and “oh my fucking god I’m going to throw an axe at your face and commit homicide real soon if you don’t stop being so annoying I swear to god”

Types of nctizens when NCT has a comeback:

wowwww thank you everyone for 100 followers im so emotional rn ❤ isdhjwocjw jkjk anw to celebrate that, i have made a long ass post about the kinds of nctizens i have come across when there is a comeback coming up. once again, thank you everyone!!

1. the mother: look at my bby isnt he so adorable he grew up so much pls feed him more i wabt to see him healthy oml hes so squishy-

2. the unprepared: oMG iM nOT REadYy wAht iM sOo aTACKEDT RN SEND HELP ASAP idisIDJWCKSJC-

3. the rich kid: oh wow look at my wallet its still full gotta buy morE ALBums aNd merCH

4. the broke fan: ameyziNgGg my money disappeared aLL of a sudden ¿¿? whAT IS THRIFTINESS IDK MAN aLL I KNOW IS THAT IM BROKE

5. the cute fan: //chirpy voice// ihihihihihi oh my goshhh look at him hes so cute hihihi im blushing hihihi

6. the artist: hOW AESTHETICALLY PLEASING i have to draw this brb gonna get my materials ready

7. the fashionista: look at his outfit ITS SO GORGEOUS his shirT I GOTTA GET THAT GOD BLESS UR STYLIST

8. the hairstylist/hairdresser: neW haiR SAVE ME wait waht save mark first jfc his scalp-

9. the fanfic authors: oH wOw I SUDDENLY HAVE AN AMAZING IDEA i have to turn it into a stOry

10. the super supportive fan: look at tHEM thEyre so tALented suppORt my babies yaLL betteR BUy theiR aLbum-

11. the emotional one: look at how far tHey haVe grOWN i remember when they were just in smrookies waiT IM GEttinG teAry eyeD i need some tissUE-

12. the protection squad: pROTECT MY BBYS they doNt deseRve hate at aLL :

13. the verbally/physically violent fan: wHat¿¿¿? unTaLeNTED ¿¿?? yALL BETTER GET READY BC I WILL FIND U AND BOMB UR HOUSE oH anD did i forgEt tO saY tHat i aM goiNG TO PUnch yOu in tHe tHroat-

14. the meme master: //pauses vid// AHAHAHAHAHAHAJKSHSKDJA LOOK AT HIS FACE HAHAHHA HE LOOKS SO FUNNY oadskidjwk i haVe an idEa foR a meMe jusT A seC

15. the makeup artist: wOw LoOk at tHat heaveNLy faCe i loVe the eyeshadow cOLor ooOOo i have a feeliNg that i can do thiS look wait i gotta look for my brushes-

16. the dancer: amaziNg choReo iT looks so cOOL/cUte i waNna try to dance iT alryT gotta memorizE tHe steps here we gOoOooo

17. the singer: //hears the bomb ass vocal line// whOooOoaaaA thatS SO COOL im gOnna siNg it //clears throat// //ends up slaying it as per usual//

18. the one who streams 25/8: the wifi is gOod rn so i’ll opEn a few incognito taBs and stream the hell out of this song gotta get it to 100000000000000 views

19. the busy kpopper student: oH wow i have a chemistry homework, a history essay about that era, 6 reports about this thing..wow thats a LOT. bUt what is lifE anw gotta watch more vids i’ll just fail this time

20. the one who attends events/concerts: OOoOoooooOooo GOtta gEt thiS bannEr and show my support for tHem and iM gonna screAm rip my lungs and throat-

21. the chill fan: oh wow look at them they look so beautiful awww im so happy for them yayyy

22. the pervert: oh shit he looks hot wAIT IS THAT HIS //gasps// ASS OSCJWBCIWK

23. the unloyal hoe: what is bias¿?? :“))) i may or may not bias the whole group bUt who the hell actually cares-

24. the one who thinks of smrookies: tHeyre so taLented and amazing but you know whats better? hansol, kun, jungwoo, and yukhei geTting to debUt in NCT

25. the pure gibberish: OudjwndojskxkķkwndnsjchijICJSNXKNA JSNXSKMSJbw Jxjwnakxiajzkkwkkn //heavy breathing//

N O T E: This isn’t meant to offend anyone at all. This is just pure fun. I hope you guys find something funny in here because i had to squeeze out all my brain juice for this. I literally have someone in mind for each category lol. which one are you?

btw feel free to add more categories :D

anonymous asked:

I'm new here, sorry to bother, but why won't answer any paperfresh questions?

Warning: Long post so yeah… hence why the read more o-o

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the signs as quotes from "the comeback kid"
  • aries: eat ass, suck a dick, and sell drugs
  • taurus: here's an on fire garbage can... could be a nursery
  • gemini: "you have the moral backbone of a chocolate eclair," you know, how you talk to a child
  • cancer: marijuana is legal in 18 or 19 states. it's insane. don't whoo if you're white. it's always been legal for us, come on sir
  • leo: i know you told me, but i have had a very long day, i am very small, and i have no money, so you can imagine the stress im under
  • virgo: "oh we have to go!! we have to go see bill!" and without looking up at her my dad goes, "why? it's not like he's gonna remember you."
  • libra: so my dad pulled up to the drive thru window and ordered a black coffee. the one thing no kid can every enjoy
  • scorpio: anyone who's seen my dick and met my parents needs to die
  • sagittarius: bill clinton turns, looks at my mom and says, "hey ellen!" cause he never forgets a bitch ever
  • capricorn: we bought a house that was built in the 20s but it was flipped in 2014, which means it's haunted but it has a lovely kitchen backsplash
  • aquarius: we were at lion king on broadway and there was a five year old behind us going, "look it's pumbaa! look its timon!" and my dad turned around and said, "are you going to talk the entire time?"
  • pisces: some people give off a vibe of.. right away, and they're like, "do not fuck with me." my vibe is more like, "hey, you could pour soup in my lap and i'll probably apologize to you!"

anonymous asked:

What if Tyler was a football player and he kissed this smol blu freshman in the stands and people started freaking out cause… who is he?

EheehehE YESSS

all the whispers of “whose that nerd hes with??”

and Ethan for 2 seconds is like oh wow he kissed me he really likes me oh my- but then immediately flops to fear like IM GONNA GET WRECKED TOMORROW IN CLASS- NOOOO. THERE ARE GIRLS AT THIS SCHOOL WHO ARE OBSESSED WITH HIM- THEYRE GONNA KILL ME.

and him all squeaky and jittery like. thats it, im dead, theyre gonna kill me. Theyre gonna beat me up and im gonna die.

So Tyler comes in the next day all bright and happy, ready to see Ethan and maybe properly ask him out on a more official date, but he sees how nervous Ethan is like “oh no did I fuck things up???” Aaaah i just want to draw them more in this au. its pretty much just a highschool au, but them being friends with Cool Patrol Mark and Jack both playing cupid is the cutest thing eVER.

  • [dance line practicing for comeback]
  • Jongin: maybe i should do this part differently?
  • Yixing: yes! how about this?
  • Jongin: perfect! it's gonna turn out amazing you're so good at this! all those years as trainee paid off
  • Sehun: what happened to doing the choreography... what the fuck are you doing?
  • Yixing and Jongin: Drawing...
  • Yixing: i made a ducky and nini made a wolf see?
  • Jongin: i also made a bird and xing made a lamb earlier
  • Sehun: OMGILOVEDUCKYS... you know... i am a dancer as well...

Roman’s Birthday

Prinxiety (and bonus logicality if you want)

//


“Come on, Roman. Just a few more steps.” Princey’s birthday was always a spectacular event so when Morality had barged into his room, put a blindfold on him and pushed him through the corridor, he didn’t object. He had been looking forward to it, especially after hearing part of a conversation between Logan and Morality. They were contemplating having a clown but after much discussion, they rejected the idea. Turns out Anxiety’s scared of clowns. Well, add that to the list.


After almost falling down a flight of stairs, the blindfold was ripped from Roman’s face to reveal balloons, presents and… was that a kareoke machine? He was so excited, he didn’t know where to begin. “Do you want to do presents first?” Patton asked, beaming. Roman nodded, sitting on the sofa and picking up the first present.



Pushing the wrapping paper further into the bag, Princey began to open the final present. He’d had a drawing, a cuddly dragon and a few photos from Patton and a Spanish dictionary and a new sash from Logan (seeing as the dragon-witch had ripped a large hole in his current one). The final gift was from Anxiety which Roman found surprising, as they never seemed to see eye to eye. The tag on the gift read, ‘Happy Birthday Sir Sings-A-Lot, From Verge’


Roman ripped the purple paper of the tube-shaped present, revealing a poster. “It’s exactly the same as the one in my room. You know, the one you tried to steal three times?” Prince unraveled the large poster, grinning from ear to ear. Virgil rolled his eyes, despite the smirk that was prominent on his face.



“Kareoke! Kareoke!” Roman cheered at Virgil, trying to get him to put his can of Pepsi down and pick up the microphone. He didn’t. “No, Roman.”


“Come on, Virgil. It’ll be fun.”


“No.”


“Please? It’s my birthday.”


“I know. And no.”


Roman kept trying, sounding more desperate and angry with each attempt. Anx was just repeating “No” like a rythm, becoming aggitated and annoyed until he was shouting it over Roman’s pleas. Patton and Logan shared a glance, both escaping to the kitchen from the inevitable argument that broke out. It lasted an hour.


“No, Princey. I am not singing and that’s final. I am not going to embarrass myself in front of everyone for your enjoyment.” Princey couldn’t find an adequate response through his temper, which quickly cooled.


The disappointed Prince slowly trudged up the stairs to Thomas’s room. He hadn’t got the energy to 'sink down’ so he lay on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling and thinking about his birthday. Eventually, somehow, his attention turned to Virgil.


Virgil, who was the very bane of his existence. Who couldn’t do one thing for him even on his special day. Who didn’t care about anyone, not even Thomas. Who always smirked when he knew he had won. Who flirted with him just to see him blush. Who was always messy. Who… Who shouldn’t have to do something he doesn’t want to do just because it was Prince’s birthday.


He sighed, sitting up. He was going to apologise. For the sake of being the better man. Apologise. To Anxiety.


He could picture the smirk on the emo’s face.


He hesitantly walked back downstairs, expecting an argument or, even worse, silence. He got neither of those. Instead, he got singing. Anxiety singing. Anxiety singing a song from Hercules. With Patton singing backup, excitedly bouncing around as Anxiety sheepishly sang through the easily recognisable lyrics.

“If there’s a prize for rotten judgement,

I guess I’ve already won that

No man is worth the aggravation

That’s ancient history, been there, done that

(Who d'you think you’re kidding

He’s the earth and heaven to you

Try to keep it hidden,

Honey we can see right through you

Girl you can’t conceal it

We know how you’re feeling

Who you’re thinking of)

No chance no way I won’t say it, no no

(You swoon you sigh why deny it oh oh)

It’s too cliche I won’t say I’m in love

I thought my heart had learned its lesson

It feels so good when you start out

My head is screaming "Get a grip girl

Unless you’re dying to cry your heart out

(Girl you can’t deny it

Who you are is how you’re feeling

Baby we’re not buying

Hon we saw you hit the ceiling

Face it like a grown-up

When you gonna own up that you got got got it bad)

No chance no way I won’t say it, no no

(Give up, give in, check the grin you’re in love)

This scene won’t play I won’t say I’m in love

(We’ll do it until you admit you’re in love)

You’re way off base I won’t say it

Get off my case I won’t say it

(Girl don’t be proud it’s okay you’re in love)

At least out loud I won’t say I’m in love”


Roman listened as the angelic voice made its way up the stairs and to the Royal’s ears. He silently stood near the bottom of the stairs, entranced.


Even with Patton’s excited voice going a little bit faster than the song, Roman couldn’t deny that they sang together in harmony. Well, it was Thomas singing with Thomas. He was so entranced, however, that he managed to miss the last step, falling (literally head over heels) and hitting the floor with a loud THUD. Virgil dropped the microphone at the sight and fled to the kitchen. Prince followed.


Anx leant against the fridge, slowly retrieving another can of Pepsi. “Why?” Prince asked from the doorway, getting his attention.


“Why what?” The other asked, closing the fridge door.


“Why that song?”


“It was the next in the playlist.”


“I checked through the playlist. It really wasn’t.”


“I just…I don’t…Shut up.” The blush was visible even through the thick foundation.


“You know, if you wanted to say something, you could just say it. You don’t have to hide it behind a song.” Roman got closer to Virgil, the sincere tone evident in his voice.


Anx stayed quiet, shaking his head slightly.


“C'mon”

Roman nodded towards the doorway and they both exited the room. Straight into Patton scream-singing the spongebob Campfire Song Song and Logan covering his ears with cushions, his eye twitching slightly. Stifling giggles, they both sat down to comfort Logan.



BONUS:


“So, I think it’s time for bed.” Morality dragged Anxiety with him as he sank down, leaving the 'emo nightmare’ in his own room and reappearing in Thomas’s living room to make sure the others got to bed. After forcing Roman to sink down, he turned to Logan. Logan could see the tired state the father figure was in so decided to pitch in. “You take the night off. I will clean up down here.” Patton muttered a 'thanks’ and sank down, yawning as he went.


Logan cleaned up the plates and cups and turned his attention to the kareoke machine. Picking up the microphone and taking a quick look around the room, he turned the machine on, planning to attempt the first song to come on. He hadn’t had a chance to give it a go between Morality’s constant hyperactiveness due to the large amount of sugar he had consumed and the bickering between the other two. A soft tune began to play. The song chosen seemed ironic to Logic, seeing as he was near enough incapable of understanding strong emotion. He started anyway.


“If I could begin to be

Half of what you think of me

I could do about anything

I could even learn how to love

When I see the way you act

Wondering when I’m coming back

I could do about anything

I could even learn how to love like you

Love like you

I always thought I might be bad

Now I’m sure that it’s true

'Cause I think you’re so good

And I’m nothing like you

Look at you go

I just adore you

I wish that I knew

What makes you think I’m so special

If I could begin to do

Something that does right by you

I would do about anything

I would even learn how to love

When I see the way you look

Shaken by how long it took

I could do about anything

I could even learn how to love like you

Love like you”


Patton picked his discarded cardigan (discardigan?) off the chair and silently sank down again, a smile and blush on his face as he turned the camera off.

themoskabot  asked:

holy crap ok so i just thought of an ml au fusion, and you were the first ladybug blog on my dash so here goes: what if you combined blind!adrien au, and the au where your soulmate's first words to you are written on you. so like adrien would come to school and drop something and he'd be looking for it on the ground and marinette would come running up and say something like "oh let me help" and she'd see what she said written on his arm and then he'd say what's written on her arm and she'd (1/2

(2/2) completely freak out and he’d ask what was wrong and she’d just turn completely red and shove the thiing into his arms and run off and escalate even more in her freak out (partially because of the soulmate thing, partially because he’s hot and she’s marinette). anyway, you can go about your business, i just had to tell someone


@qookyquiche

Adrien begrudgingly woke up, his incessant alarm shattering his dreams. They had been pleasent, from what he could remember. His mother had been there, safe and warm. Colors and lights had danced around him, just as they did so long ago. Adrien wondered, as he often did, what it would be like to see again.

He remembered what it was like, of course, but there was only so much to draw on. He had lost his sight at a young age, due to a chance encounter with a faulty piece of construction equipment. A bolt here, a snapped belt there, and Adrien became a sunglasses aficionado. His mother and father had sued to hell and back, getting a settlement so large they could replace most equipment in Paris twice over. Although, Adrien apparently still had to model per his father’s request, but that train of thought was a little too depressing this morning.

Instead, Adrien yawned and stretched, sitting up before shutting off his alarm. Still groggy, he tried to sit up straight, mentally preparing himself for the day. First, he had breakfast plans with his best buds, Me, Myself, and I, followed by lunch with rousing conversation from his inner monlogue, and dinner plans under the stars. Well, there could be stars. His ceiling could look like anything at this point. Interrupted, of course, by various photoshoots, home-schooling, and asking his father about public school.

Wait.

School.

Public School.

SHIT.

Quickly, Adrien ran through his room, pulling himself together as quickly as he could. Of course he would almost forget about school, the one day Nathalie actually managed to convince his father it wasn’t too dangerous. Under guard, of course, but that was nothing new. One of the surprisingly few benefits of having no friends over to change his room, is that he had memorized where everything was, able to walk around with confidence. Vaulting over various pieces of furniture, he scrambled together what he could only assume were the highest brands of fashion, since they had been pre-selected by Nathalie the night before, and ran out the door. Slowly, he walked back into his room, picking up his faceted cane he kept by the door. Feeling along the wall, he perused his selection of sunglasses.

“It feels like… A rimless day.” He muttered, grabbing a sleek pair of glasses with metallic bands.

Items in hand, he ran down the stairs, meeting the man simply known as Guerrilla at the door. Flipping on his shades, Adrien snapped his cane to the side, locking it in place. He was thankful Guerrilla was the one escorting him today. Of all the people in his life, Guerrilla was one of the few who didn’t think Adrien was made of glass. He didn’t take Adrien’s arm, or coddle him through life. It was a welcome change of pace, though it could get a little cold at times. Sitting in the car, Adrien could hardly keep still, esctatic to finally learn what a school was like.

0o0o0

Marinette’s alarm jolted her awake, almost making her fall out of bed. She was an incurably deep sleeper, so her mother had insisted on getting one of the loudest alarms on the market. How she had grown to loathe that machine. Still, she had actually woken up to her second alarm, giving her even less time to get to school.

Throwing her outfit together, she found herself once again lost in the faint birthmark along her left forearm. Everyone knew about Soulmarks, the destined first words spoken to you by your true love, but no one really ever talked about them. It was a simple fact of life, like having five fingers on each hand, or waking up just in time to be late to school. Besides, the birthmark faded after they were spoken, so if you had a mark, you hadn’t met The One, simple as that. Still, she couldn’t help but think that anyone who still had their mark felt the same confusion she did.

“And I felt so good about Rimless today.” Seriously, what the hell did that even mean?

Shaking herself out of her confusion, she ran down the stairs, dragging her bookbag behind her. With a quick breakfast and quicker goodbyes, she ran out of the bakery, making her way to school. That is, until she heard the faint ringing of the school’s bell, signifying to all students outside of the grounds that they were, unfortunately, late.

Groaning, Marinette picked up in speed, barely registering the black car pulling up beside her. As she ran, she kept her eye on the main gates. It was unlikely, but they might have instituted some new rule of locking out late students, and she would not be locked out all day. Many things would go over well with her parents, but that is not one of them. She was about to change course, climb the steps three at a time, and jump through the gates for a three point landing, until she ran full speed into a blonde boy getting out of a car. They both toppled to the ground, his bodyguard standing beside himself in shocked silence. It took the two of them a moment to actually react, each for wildly different reasons.

For Adrien, he was simply shocked that someone had snuck up on him like that. Sure, he hadn’t been fully paying attention, and he might have been a little too jittery with excitement, but he usually prided himself on his awareness. Still, this stranger had not only snuck up on him, but tackled him to the ground, all without him noticing a thing. She was like a ninja. A sneaky, clumsy, ninja.

For Marinette, her mind was working overtime, trying to grasp the fact that she had just tackled Adrien Agreste to the ground. Adrien Agreste. The same Adrien Agreste that she had seen a thousand times in her favorite fashion magazines. The son of her idol. Who she had just tackled to the ground. Whose sunglasses were now shattered a ways away. Who was trying to get up now.

Wincing through a scraped elbow, Adrien noticed a missing weight on his face, and reached up for his glasses. Feeling nothing but air, he started pushing off the stranger, trying to find one of his favorite pairs. Stunned, Marinette got off of him, still not quite sure how to process everything that just happened.

Reaching his shattered glasses, he clicked his tongue, saying, “Damn. And I felt so good about Rimless today.”

Finally catching up, Marinette rushed out, “Oh my gosh I am so sorry please don’t hate me I didn’t see you there that was my fault I was trying to get to my class and I’m gonna be late and you’re blind and I just broke your sunglasses I am SO SORRY, here please take mine.”

Holding out her hands, Marinette held a pair of white sunglasses, a floral print wrapping around its bands. With her head bowed, she caught a glimpse of Adrien’s arms, almost cradling his broken shades. And there, wrapping twice around his forearm, was a sprawling wall of text, slowly fading into his skin.

The last words to go were, “Please take mine.”

And that was when Marinette screamed.

Mutual Friend

Anonymous asked:

“Can you do one where y/n is best friends with Brendon Urie and y/n is at Brendon’s little house studio so he invites Josh Dun because he has a crush on her and it gets really fluffy and cute, they where playing together different instruments and stuff”

A/N: Sorry for the late post, hope you enjoy!

Warnings: mild language

Fem!Reader x Josh Dun | masterlist


“Y/N! You’re coming over today, right?” Brendon asked. “Yes, Brendon, I’m leaving now. Chill,” you responded, giggling. Brendon always has a way of getting on your nerves.

“Well sorry, don’t want you to bail on me again!”

“Brendon that happened ONE TIME! You’ll never let me live that down, my God.” He laughed in response.

“Hurry and get your ass over here.”

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thenonehater  asked:

Have anymore yoga headcanons for Black Hat ? 'Cuase I feel he'd o er hear these moms talk about their hyperactive teenagers and be like ' Bro you too ? This girl be cray cray' Hence Black Hat learning what ADHD is and how to handle dementia better.

JKFSDKJLFDSJKLF YOGA MOM BLACK HAT #CONFIRMED

  • Just a disclaimer: I don’t really know that much about ADHD, so i’m just (going with what some of the websites i’m looking at have told me, sorry if any of this is inaccurate!! I’ll do my best;; )
  • Black Hat walks in one morning, sets down his mat and starts stretching out a little getting ready before instruction begins.
  • (let’s see how many generic white suburban mom names i can come up with)
  • Karen sits down next to him. “morning Mr. Trueba” “I told you, just Esteban is fine.”
  • (Flug was the nerd who came up with BH’s fake identity kudos if you get the reference)
  • “Hey Chloe!” “Hey Karen, hey Esteban!” “….Hi.” Black Hat has very reluctantly been inducted into the Circle of Moms. More and more of them show up; they all chat amongst themselves while stretching. BH keeps to himself mostly but nods along with what they say. everyone thinks he’s just shy
  • in reality he’s taking careful mental notes on the conversation. To improve his human disguise, ofc. thats TOTALLY the reason why he “politely” asks Samantha to tell him how she makes her workout smoothie. He doesn’t care about human food recipes what no shut up–
  • “Oh! And Alex is finally following the house rules we set up.” “Really? That’s fantastic Mary!” Black Hat perks up. This sounds interesting
  • “I wish I could make Owen listen to me like that. He’s always so hyperactive, I can’t ever get him to stay still.” “Have you tried more positivity, Rachel? Like, instead of saying what not to do, you say what he did that you liked?” “Actually, no. You really think that will work, Wendy?”
  • “Excuse me” Black Hat fucking interrupts. “you mean your kids are also over-energetic nightmares?” “Esteban, you have kids???” “…..Sure.”
  • he basically starts listing off Dementia’s characteristics and all the moms start sagely nodding. one of them tells him that she could have ADD or ADHD and he goes “There’s a fucking NAME??”
  • “Have you taken her to see a doctor?” “uh. i know a doctor.”
  • “And she’s always running around like that?” “Yeah. I was thinking of getting a leash, do people make those?” “UM. NO.”
  • black hat ends up taking notes on what they’re saying and bringing them back to flug, who spends the better part of an hour explaining that no, he’s not that kind of doctor–
  • BH ends up getting a lot of tips on how to treat Dementia and its like a switch flips. She suddenly seems to listen more, its a goddamn miracle. (Oh the magic of not yelling angrily to get what you want)
  • He gives quiet, short warnings instead of loud angry threats, and they’re even more effective! And still mildly horrifying!
  • Flug is amazed when he sees BH give Dementia short, clear instructions, asks her to repeat them back, and that she actually goes out and does whatever it is, with only minimal property damage! so proud

i didnt know if i should write anything about fidget spinners or not so im just gonna leave it there haha