oh my god so glad it's over

The Adventures of INxP: Fortunes
  • Over Text Message
  • INTP: I just had a miracle fortune cookie.
  • INFP: What is that?
  • INTP: It was a chocolate fortune cookie that tasted like cocoa puffs, and inside was the greatest fortune written, "If you're happy, you're successful." I just feel like so many people need to know that. So many people think that success is fame and fortune, and it's not, it's eternal happiness.
  • INFP: YES AHH OH MY GOD.
  • INFP: I LOVE YOU!
  • INTP: Well, I'm glad someone else feels this way.
  • INFP: I feel it in my life force.
  • INTP: SAME! Anyway, it's hanging on my closet door now, next to the only other worthy fortune, "Be satisfied with what you already own."
  • INFP: YES.
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Well, Natemare would totally do it, I mean, its what he does to a lot of people is pretend to be someone else to mess with them, its his whole sthick. 

But Anti? No, Anti would hate it too much to do anything with it. 

He wants to be seen and acknowledged and paid attention to. He is his own person and being stuck to Jack and mistaken for Jack is the WORST. so it would be like Oh boy I made a friend- wait no, its because I’m stuck in this god awful vessel. I AM HERE NOW AND THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN DO.

he might mess with him when he gets over himself, but it would be because hes bitter. 

transtchallaudaku  asked:

A'ight like I already know this has been discussed At Length, but Steve in that last shot of Civil War??? The fuck me fuck me fuck me GOD grin??? The hey husband sorry I'm late and let you sacrifice yourself for me nod???? The romantic, apologetic emergence from the shadows?????? He ain't forgiven, but he did get deep in them guts right there in the middle of the prison, it's canon, it happened, Sam cried a little bit, it was beautiful, you can fight me on this but I will win so!! :)

‘deep in them guts’ made me double over wheezing

why

also whoever’s cell is directly across from Sam’s is like 

“Uh. Uhm, well. I’m glad you guys are happy to see each oth– oh my god what the fuck, oh my god, Cap is a freak.”

No matter what, no matter what battles they go through together as a team, that person will never be able to unsee Captain America’s pasty ass. Never. Never, ever. 

Also after they finished traumatizing everyone in nearby cells (as well as several terrified Hydra agents), Sam got tidied up and promptly started giving Steve the cold shoulder for an entire week.

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anonymous asked:

Oh my god I keep like rereading your namseok kiss comic over and over again because it's so cute Namjoon and Hoseok are so cute you're so cute this is perfection

AwWWWW tyty I’m glad you like it! I LOVE NAMSEOK!!!! EVERYONE NEEDS MORE NAMSEOK LOVE!!!!!!!!!!

anonymous asked:

im really sorry if this is intrusive, but 'i have no idea what my sexuality is, i just know ive had trauma in my past involving women, so i do prefer men' just gave me. so, so much freedom. thank you. oh my god. its. its ok not to know what my sexuality is beyond that ^ (i have trauma involving women too) its. its ok. im. im gonna be late for class because im sitting here crying over that like an idot thank you so so much

Oh, sweetheart! I’m so glad I could help at all! The idea that sexuality is black and white can make it really hard to identify yourself, and I’m sorry you’ve been having trouble as well!

anonymous asked:

I'm loving this Prince!Ben verse and all its variations! omg though what if it was Hux that got pregnant??

I’m glad you’re enjoying it, darling! ❤️

oh my god, imagine Hux telling Ben one evening when he comes to visit, holding his hand over the little bump of his tummy, telling Ben that he’s pregnant, and Ben picks him up and spins him around, kissing him all over

((and it’s exactly like the Anakin/Padmé pregnancy reveal from RotS, with Hux being like ‘what are we gonna do?’ and Ben not caring because he’s so happy))

Grayson Dolan - Cuddly night

Request:  Ok, maybe Grayson, Ethan, Aaron and Cam are flying back from their tour and I (my name’s Morgan) meet them at the airport and Grayson and I spend the night cuddling and watching disney movies, thanks love!

I just realized I didn’t use your name, sorry for that, my bad…

MASTERLIST

I was nervously standing at the gate waiting for the boys to arrive. I didn’t want to be the clingy girlfriend that always want to be glued to her boyfriends, but now I had a reason to be impatient. I hadn’t see Grayson in weeks, I had a rough week and the only thing I wanted is to just be with him all night. He promised me to spend the night over at my place, and my parents agreed on it too, so everything was settled, only he was still missing.

A voice announced that their flight just landed and a few minutes later people started to flow out of the gate. They were the fifth ones to get out and when I saw them I started to run towards them.

“There comes my girl!” Grayson shouted spreading his arms for me. I jumped to him hugging him both with my arms and legs as he spun me around kissing my shoulder. “Hey baby,” he breathed out putting me down.

“I thought you will never arrive,” I sighed in relief that now he was there. I let go of him and lacing our fingers together I turned to the guys. “Hey boys, good to see you again, how was the tour?” I asked giving them a warm, welcoming smile.

“Awesome!” they shouted at the same time making me laugh. They started to tell crazy stories I already heard from Grayson since we talked every day, but I didn’t tell them, I just listened to every each of them patiently. Anyway, I was happy to have them back. They were big part of my life ever since I started dating Grayson, because usually they are inseparable all the time, I had to get used to them, but they eventually became my friends, my squad.

We got a ride and slowly we pulled over at everyone’s house until it was just Grayson and me in the car. I really loved the guys, but I couldn’t wait to be alone with Grayson. We stayed all snuggled up on the rest of the car ride, then we finally arrived to my house.

“Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Y/S/N!” he greeted my parents getting inside.

“Grayson! It’s so nice to see you again!” my mom said cheerfully exchanging a quick kiss on the cheek with him. “How was the tour?”

“It was incredible, but I’m happy to be home again,” he said glancing over at me with a smile.

“Are your parents really okay with you spending here the night? You just got home after weeks,” my dad asked shaking hands with him.

“It’s okay, Ethan likes to talk a lot about the tour, he will keep them occupied,” he waved in dismiss and we all laughed knowing it was true.

“Dinner is ready, kids, if you want to you can take it up to your room, Y/N,” my mom informed us.

“Thanks mom.”

We moved to my room with two plates of pasta and finally, it was just the two of us. I immediately threw my arms around his neck as he put his stuff down.

“Oh God, how I missed you,” he murmured holding me tight to himself.

“Seeing you again is better than Christmas,” I playfully said and I heard his beautiful laugh in my ears.

“I’m glad I could win over Santa.”

We both changed into some more comfortable clothes and finally could get into my bed. I missed cuddling with him so much while he was away. He left me one of his shirts and I had been sleeping with it, but after a few days it lost its scent, leaving me with nothing. But now I had him and it was better than anything.

I put on a series we always watched together and spooning we finally could enjoy his returning.

“Baby?” he asked after a few episodes.

“Yes?”

“I had been thinking about something.”

“And what is it?” I asked turning around so I could look into his eyes.

“You know we have this mini tour in the summer.”

“Mhm,” I hummed.

“I thought that maybe you could come with us. You know, no school, you have plenty of time and everything…”

“Are you serious?” I asked with bright eyes.

“Yeah, I think it would be fun to have you on the road with us. And the guys agreed too.”

“You already talked to the guys about it?” I asked surprised.

“Of course I did. We just have to ask your parents.”

“I’m sure they will say yes,” I said grinning at him and pulling him into a grateful kiss.

“Then you are welcomed on the board,” he announced grinning at me. I laughed and getting on top of him I kissed him passionately.

After a massive make-out session we finally could cool down and get back to just cuddling and watching the series. It was the perfect night, just the two of us. Cuddling with Grayson was the best thing ever that everyone should have felt, but then I always remembered how I couldn’t share him with anyone. He was all mine and I was all his.

anonymous asked:

oh god oh my god i love your ASL head canons and its incredible to see someone writing the ace sabo dynamics as something else than just the idiot and his smarter brother (your sabo it ripping my heart out please give me more)(dont kill thatch i liked him)

<3 awww, thanks! I’m glad other people love these dumb bros as much as I do! Ace isn’t dumb, and he honestly holds more power over Sabo than Sabo does over him, and I think that’s an important balance to maintain.

Like, Ace can live without Sabo, and has. He and Luffy grieved and grew up and moved on, even if they never forgot. He loves Sabo, still, but he has a family and a crew and Luffy, and he’d welcome Sabo back in a hot second but Sabo is no longer the center of his life.

Sabo, on the other hand…he’s in an interesting situation. As such a high rank in the Revolutionary Army, he can’t really have public weaknesses. Family is a risk he really can’t afford to have, much less flaunt. In the Army, he would’ve grown up to form attachments to only other Revolutionaries, and even then shallowly because their mission is dangerous. And then he remembers that he grew up with someone who knew everything he hated about himself and loved him anyway. There was someone who didn’t care about his money or his knowledge or his name, someone who only demanded his attention and support. Ace was the first person in his life who wanted him there without need or expectation, and then they ran alone and wild for…some amount of years. It’s more than likely they were horribly codependent, tbh,

And that’s the thing, though, is that Ace doesn’t see this. People judge normal by themselves, so Ace thinks Sabo feels the same as he does. Sabo is his family, and his family is big and bright and wide. Sabo’s family, however, is sharp and narrow, and he’s already failed them twice, at least (once by turning away from them at the Terminal and once by not contacting them in ten years) (and yes I know he was saving them back then, he knew he was saving them, they knew he was saving them, but you cannot tell Sabo’s guilt complex that. This guy is on a crusade because of a situation beyond his control; anything he actually did? wow.) So Ace will fight for Sabo and die for Luffy and give up any number of things for his crew, but Sabo would think nothing of razing the world for Ace. But then, he always knew he might actually have to, because the world is dumb enough to blame Ace for his dad.

Anyway, sorry. Point being, as long as everything is fine, everything is fine. When something is a threat, well. Luffy has a damn strict moral code, for all it’s mostly “don’t hurt my friends” and Ace has lines that even in his anger he doesn’t cross, but Sabo has no limits, not when his brothers are involved.

(also, sorry, thatch had to die for marineford to happen, but I promise he is not forgotten. if it helps, no one dies at marineford in this fic. no one.)

Missing Ring.

Oh crap. Oh crap crap crap. I’m so stupid.

That was all I could think to myself as I searched high and low for this little ring. In reality, it wasn’t little at all. That small band with the large diamond attached could be seen a good distance away but right now it was as if I couldn’t spot it even from point blank range.

I had looked through our bedroom. I had looked in the laundry where I just was. I had looked around the couches and between the sheets of the children’s beds. It was nowhere to be found.

I huffed a frustrated sigh as I got off of my knees and stood up, my hands on my hips. If I didn’t find it soon, my husband was going to kill me.

“Babe?”

I closed my eyes and winced as I heard the front door of our home open, indicating that Eden had just arrived home. “In here,” I reluctantly called out. I could get away with him not knowing I had lost the ring…somehow.

An oblivious smile was on his face as he walked in, dropping his bag to the ground and immediately finding a way into my arms, resting his head on my shoulder as he wrapped his arms tightly around my waist. I laughed. “Long day?”

“Very long. Baby me,” he said in a childish tone.

“I am not babying you!”

“Well just hold me as I fall asleep on your shoulder.”

I giggled and shrugged out of his hold, realizing I had a lot of sneaky searching to do instead of cuddling my husband until he fell asleep. “I have to go pick up Leo and Yanis. I don’t have time.” Really, that was just an excuse for me to get away and try and find this damn ring.

“Fine. Treat your poor husband like he’s nothing and toss me to the side,” he said dramatically as he fell onto the couch, his eyes immediately closing as he propped his leg up on a cushion and got comfortable.

“I love you,” I sang out as I bent down to where he lay, kissing his lips. “I’ll be back.” I rushed up the steps of our home and back to our bedroom to try and continue my search. I realized I had yet to check the bathroom so I decided to visit there first. I rummaged around the sink which was empty aside from Yanis’s toothbrush he had left in our bathroom instead of his own yet again and the various hand soaps and lotions.

No ring.

The chime of the doorbell made my search stop as I curiously headed back downstairs. As I inched closer to the door, I quickly recognized my co-worker Nate smiling in the doorway while my husband didn’t hold such a delight in his face.

“Nate, what are you doing here?” I continued to move closer until I was right by Eden’s side.

“Well I found this on my couch and I figured it was yours.” He reached into his pocket and opened his palm, that familiar, shiny diamond ring glistening as the sun beamed down on it. My eyes widened and the first emotion I felt was thankfulness.

“Oh my God! You found it.” I reached out and grabbed for the ring in his hand, quickly replacing it onto its normal spot on my finger. “Thank you so much. I was looking all over for this.”

“I figured,” he chuckled. “I’m glad I could find it before it got lost in my couch cushions or something.”

“Right,” I laughed, at least able to find amusement in the thought now that I had the ring back in my possession. “Thank you.”

“No problem. I’ll see you tomorrow.” He gave me a smile and another smile to Eden who stood silently at my side before he was on his way back down the steps and towards his car in the driveway. I shut the door behind him.

“You lost your ring?” Eden’s tone was cold as I expected it to be and I turned to look at him, an apologetic half-smile on my face.

“But I found it now. See?” I held up my finger to show the ring in its rightful place. Eden continued on anyways.

“On top of that, you lost it at another man’s house on his couch,” he emphasized.

“To be clear, it was for work. I wasn’t just at his home for my own personal reasons.”

“You go to homes for business now?” That look of skepticism in his eyes showed me so far my story wasn’t believable though it was the truth.

“He’s my co-worker. We had to look over some documents and instead of doing it at the office, we just met at his place.”

“Okay.” That was all he said before he walked over to the bag he had thrown on the floor earlier, unzipped it, and pulled out a jacket. “I’m going to go pick up the boys.”

“Eden,” I whined.

“I’ll be back.” He slipped into the jacket, grabbing his keys from the stand nearby and walking past me and out of the door.

Greaaat.

There was no way he was forgiving me for losing my ring. No way. I groaned like a hormonal teenager throwing a tantrum and collapsed on the couch, allowing my eyes to close as my hands lay over them. I lay like that for quite some time before I got up and reached for my phone nearby, dialing the number of the only person I knew who could help me solve this.

“Hello,” the familiar voice chimed.

“Mum. I need your help.”

“With what? Getting Eden to stop being mad at you?”

My head drew back in surprise as my facial expression scrunched in confusion. “How did you know about that?”

“He called me ranting and raving just before you called me, saying you had lost your wedding ring and not only that but at another man’s home. He also said that you tried to hide it from him and make him look like an idiot while some douche-y looking man got to rub it in his face. Those were his exact words.”

I should have known my husband would call my mother first just as I had done. “He’s pissed at me, huh?”

“Yup,” she stated matter-of-factly.

“How can I get him to stop being mad?”

“Oh, sweetie. You know him better than I do. You’re going to have to get a little creative and figure it out.”

I guess she was right.

I quickly pulled the fresh batch of peanut butter and Nutella cookies out of the oven, reveling in the pleasant smell of the dessert. It was the only thing I could think of that would maybe get Eden on my side. He loved all of my desserts but especially these cookies. He had once made me feed them to him one by one as he lay in bed.

Needless to say, he woke up not feeling so great.

Mourinho wasn’t happy.

They had to be the solution for this too or at least I had my fingers crossed they were. I heard the door open and the fast, running steps of who I assumed to be Yanis who quickly appeared in the kitchen. “Cookies! Cool!”

I smiled at the wide and excited eyes of the boy. “Wash your hands first.”

He needed no further instruction before he was running out of the kitchen and upstairs to his room. His father’s steps seemed to trace his as he appeared in the kitchen doorway next, holding a sleeping Leo in his arms.

“I made you cookies.”

“I don’t need them.”

“Oh, come on Eden! How long are you going to stay mad at me? What happened to wanting me to baby you and have you fall asleep on my shoulder?”

I could tell he was fighting a smile. Eden was the type that could never stay mad too long especially when he was faced with humor. “I changed my mind when I realized my wife lost her wedding ring. How did it get off your finger anyway? I paid good money to have that band especially fitted to your finger.”

“I know, I know! I kept messing with it and I guess that just moved it from the normal place its usually at and it slipped off. I would have told you I lost it.”

“When?”

“After I found it.” I began to break into a small smile which caused Eden to chuckle, that lighthearted personality beginning to peak its way through.

“Figures. You know I’m only talking to you because you made these cookies right?” He walked further in the kitchen and grabbed for one of the cookies, immediately popping one in his mouth.

“Those are still hot, babe.”

“I realize,” he said as he spoke with remnants of the cookie still in his mouth and on his tongue. I chuckled, shaking my head some to myself and inching closer towards him, pecking his lips once slowly and then landing another peck to his lips in a quicker manner.

“Stop kissing me,” he remarked through a half-smile.

“Make me,” I taunted.

“Alright fine. I’ll let you keep doing it.” He instead put a kiss to my lips now, unable to keep on being angry. That was my husband.

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that moment when you were expecting something goofy like All Star for the Jojo part 4 and got hit with an explosion of sensual and Savage Garden instead

I APPROVE

so I hadn’t been for a couple of years but I went to London Comic Con over the weekend! I took this photo around 2pm when I was seriously considering throwing my cosplay into the river because the belts are fucking annoying man oh my god

anyway I had a load of fun! I did a full day of panels, seeing Jeremy Shada’s band perform and then running and waiting over an hour for a photo with him but it was so much fun and can’t wait to probably do it all again in October!

Derek- Bite Me

Request-  can you do an imagine where the girl is Scott’s older sister who’s returning from college and she knew Derek and the hale family from high school and when they reunite there’s lots of fluff but scott and stiles (mostly stiles) are completely weirded out by it and protest their relationship

A/N- Here you go! Next up is an Isaac imagine.

“…two idiots don’t even know what we’re dealing with,” you heard a voice saying as you walked through your front door.
“Uh, hey, we’re not idiots!” a high pitched voice exclaimed. “In case you hadn’t noticed, we were the ones who figured out it was Peter killing everyone and about the kanima! Oh and by the way, I totally called Matt from the start!”
Your brow furrowed as you walked into the living room, a duffel bag slung over your shoulder. Your boots thumped on the wooden floor as you crossed through the threshold, taking in Scott and Stiles standing in front of someone with their back turned to you.
“Kanima?” you repeated with raised eyebrows. “What the hell is a kanima?”
“Y/n!” Scott exclaimed, his eyes going wide as he took you in. “You weren’t supposed to be back till next week!”
He crossed the room in about three long strides, and you immediately took in how much he had grown in only a year. Scott may have been your little brother, but he certainly wasn’t little any more. He wrapped his arms around you, nearly crushing you a hug.
“I wanted to surprise you and mom,” you told him with a laugh as you patted his back. “I’ve missed you both so much.”
“Wow, Y/n, same to you,” Stiles remarked from across the room. “Glad to see you haven’t forgotten about me.”
“Oh yeah,” you joked. “How could I have forgotten? It’s Biles right? Biles Bilinski?”
“You told her about that?!” Stiles exclaimed, sending a sharp look Scott’s way.
“Oh he tells me everything. How’s Lydiaaaa?” you asked in a singsong voice.
Stiles groaned and you laughed. “Get over here, Stiles, I’m just messing with you.”
He came over and you wrapped your arms around him, ruffling his hair. That was when you noticed the other guy had turned around, and now you could see his face.
“Oh my god, Derek?!” you exclaimed, your eyes going wide.
“Wait, you two know each other?” Scott asked, looking from you to Derek.
“Of course,” you told him. “We were best friends in high school.”
Derek, who had been watching you since the moment you stepped into the room, beamed at you. You looked older since the last time he had seen you, but your beauty hadn’t faded one bit. You had always had the ability to pull off anything, and you looked gorgeous in your simple jeans and tshirt.
Stiles and Scott looked at each other, and then back to you and Derek. They watched as he crossed the room in about two seconds, bringing you into his arms in a tight hug. Stiles’ eyes widened as he took in Derek’s face, and he turned to Scott.
“Is he smiling?” he asked. “Scott, did you just see that? He smiled!”
“Shut up, Stiles,” Derek growled, his eyes flashing red while he was still hugging you.
Derek’s arms wrapped around your waist as you buried your face in his shoulder. One of his hands rested on the small of your back, and he couldn’t ignore how good it felt to have you in his arms.
“Wait, why are you hanging out with my brother?” you asked Derek, pulling away slightly.
“I don’t know if Scott told you everything-”
Derek looked up to see Scott and Stiles frantically shaking their heads ‘no’ at him. Derek’s brow furrowed, and you turned around to see Scott and Stiles freezing like deer caught in headlights.
“-but Scott was bitten,” Derek finished. “I’ve been teaching him some things, but I have to say he’s taught me some too.”
You blinked, looking over at Scott in shock. “What?”
“Uh, bitten,” Scott said. “He means-”
“By mosquitoes,” Stiles finished. “Really bad too. And with Derek living outside in that burned out house for so long, he had a really good recipe for some mosquito bite stuff.”
You gaped at Stiles story, finding it almost painful to listen too. You almost wanted to act like you believed it, just to see how far he could take it. Leave it to Stiles to come up with that kind of an explanation.
Derek narrowed his eyes at Stiles, and you could tell that if you weren’t there he probably would have tried to throw him into the wall.
“Guys,” you said with a laugh. “I know about werewolves.”
“What?” Scott demanded, his eyes going wide.
“I’ve known since high school,” you explained. “I told you I was Derek’s best friend and that kind of thing is pretty hard to hide.”
“Tell me about it,” Stiles said. “You should have seen Scott on his first full moon. Nearly put his fist through a wall…and my head.”
“And you never told me?” you asked, looking over at your brother.
“I didn’t know how you’d take it,” he admitted. “But I’m glad you know now.”
You nodded, turning back to Derek. “So, please tell me you have some other friends besides two seventeen year old boys.”
Derek rolled his eyes, and you grinned. “Oh my god, seriously?”
“I haven’t had a lot of time to socialize considering I’ve been saving the town from its own destruction.”
“More like you’ve been trying to save yourself,” Stiles said with a scoff.
“Maybe I wouldn’t have to if you two didn’t have to draw the attention of every single supernatural creature in this town,” Derek countered.
“Alright, alright,” you said with a roll of your eyes. “Why don’t we do something fun for once? Scott and Stiles, you’re invited if you can keep your mouths shut.”

Ten minutes later, you were curled up on the couch with Derek by your side, watching Silver Linings Playbook. Scott and Stiles were at the other end of the couch, eyes flicking between you and Derek every few seconds. Suddenly Derek wrapped an arm around your shoulders, and Scott nearly fell off the couch.
“Dude!” Stiles hissed, hitting his friend in the shoulder. “Did you see that?”
“Stiles,” Derek said, without taking his eyes off of the TV. “We are right next to you.”
Stiles huffed, and rolled his eyes at Scott, who was eyeing Derek suspiciously. “He’s got his arm around my sister.”
“Again,” you said. “Right next to you.”
“Whatever,” Stiles muttered, crossing him arms over his chest.
“You could always leave,” Derek suggested.
Stiles scoffed. “And leave you alone, with Y/n? No way. You’d probably rip her throat out with your teeth.”
“I could rip your throat out,” Derek offered, finally looking over at him with stone cold eyes.
Stiles swallowed, nearly falling into Scott as he tried to move away from Derek. “M-maybe we should just go, Scotty.”
“Wow what a great idea, Stiles,” you told him. “I’ll see you both later.”
Scott rolled his eyes, standing up from the couch and dragging Stiles with him. The minute they were gone, Derek turned to you, a grin breaking out across his face. You smiled, reaching forward to snatch part of his shirt and bring his lips onto yours.
He leaned into you, his arms snaking around your waist and bringing you closer to him. You closed your eyes, your fingers roaming up to tangle in his hair when you heard a muffled voice yell “Get a room!”
Your eyes flew open, and you looked over to see Scott and Stiles standing outside the living room window. You rolled your eyes, grabbing a pillow from the couch and pitching it toward the window.
“Bite me!” you called.
“I thought only Derek got to do that!” Stiles called.
“Oh trust me, he will!” you yelled, and you grinned at the chorus of “ew"s coming from outside.
Derek chuckled, reaching out to snag your waist and pull you back towards him. "Did you mean that?”
You grinned at him. “Wanna find out?”

Coffee Shop Around the Corner

Summary: Kurt stumbles upon a coffee shop owned by Sebastian, and they hit it off.

A/N: I don’t know if I am going to write a second part, I would like too, but it depends how busy I am. 

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The City was not what Kurt had expected. Yes, it had the energy that he thrived on, it had Broadway, Fashion Week, and his dream school, but it never slowed down.

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So Long, Stranger Part 2

Title: So Long, Stranger Part 2 (READ PART 1 HERE!)

Pairing: Reader x Sam

Word Count:  2,570

Theme Song: Learning to Breathe by Switchfoot

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You sat on the edge of the motel bed staring at the patterned wallpaper in front of you, your eyes crossed a bit making double of the mauve and brown stripes. No tears fell; you’d gotten those all out while you drove. Now that you thought about it, you couldn’t remember how long exactly you had driven. Just that you’d ended up here as night fell, figuring it was as good a place as any to stop. Lucky the roads had been empty with your head in the clouds as you drove….had the roads been empty? Your phone vibrated next to you and you reached over, turning it off without looking. You knew what it would say: 26 missed calls from Sam. You shook your head and stood, paced the room once before sitting down again. A knock on the door had you looking up, startled. You slowly approached it, gun in hand that you’d brought in from the glove compartment of your car. 

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A Hairy Situation

Characters: Sam x Reader, Brady

Summary: The setup date was going great, until it took an odd turn

Warnings: None! Just some serious fluff topping with college Sam

Word count: 1.7k

A/N: This is in Sams POV and is my submission for @ellen-reincarnated1967 super fun GIF challenge. (Just in time? dear god I hope, Tumblr crapped out on my original post lol) Thank you to this amazing human for reading most of this over @nichelle-my-belle and this doll for her awesome brain @leatherwhiskeycoffeeplaid . Half of this is un-beta’d so I apologize in advance for additonal mistakes below.
The source for the quotes below came from here if you’d like to know more and laugh at some of these awesome gems: Silly Slogans
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“I don’t know about this man. I’m really set on studying for this exam in a few weeks that could determine if I get into that Criminal Justice course I want. I just don’t really have time right now.”

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when you lose as frequently as link does, you learn to do so with grace and dignity.

DOGGO

Look how precious, the boyfriends- uhm, the coach and his protege are sleeping together during the flight

Guang Hong Xi is so pretty??? Im???

Yuri had his hair plaited!!!!! Aaaaaaaa

Boyfriends out on a romantic dinner

They call him Cia Ciao, oh god I love them

Leo and Guang Hong are besties! My heart cant take this

We should have expected Victor would get drunk lmao

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

CHRIS!!!!! OH MY GOOOOOOODDDDDDD

Okay, Victor has competition it seems

They are such good friends, Yuuri and Phichit, it warms my heart

That hand caress

That fucking hand caress

FUCKING KILL ME

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THE FOREHEADS

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST

JESUSSSSSS GOOD GOD IN HIGH HEAVENS SAVE ME

I think I had a heart attack

Confident Yuuri is my aesthetic

YESSS THE SALCHOW YESSSSSS

“IM THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOW VICTOR’S LOVE”

“IM THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOW VICTOR’S LOVE”

“IM THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOW VICTOR’S LOVE”

“IM THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOW VICTOR’S LOVE”

“IM THE ONLY ONE WHO KNOW VICTOR’S LOVE”

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OH MY GOD THIS WAS GORGEOUS

YUURIIIIIIII YAAAAAASSSSSSSSS

“OF COURSE THEY’D FEEL GREAT WATCHING A PERFORMANCE LIKE THAT”

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What is this show???? What??????? I cant??????

Poor Georgi

I’m really glad we are getting a glimpse at all the skaters, its really nice and interesting to see them, and all the different ways they skate

Leo is so cute??? I like him

Victor draping himself over Yuuri is my another aesthetic

WHAT THE FUCK CHRIS

Yaaaaay~

“I will win with the power of love”

Awwwwwww oh my gosh

This was such a cute episode

And we are getting all of those new characters and backstories and im!!!! Yaaaaassssss

What a perfect ending for a day

Thank you YoI, you brightened this night