oh won't you just look at me

BTS as quotes from my co-workers
  • Seokjin: "Watch your self, there's some ham on the floor. Fell out of the garbage earlier and I didn't pick it up."
  • Yoongi: "Man, I just want to go home and SLEEP."
  • Hoseok: "Ohmygod she's vomiting! I can't look, somebody else deal with that!"
  • Namjoon: "Oh trust me, you're going to be soaked by the end of the night, and I'm going to be soaked too but I don't even do dishes."
  • Jimin: "I expected you to be more happy to see me, imagine if I wasn't here..."
  • Taehyung: "I never wear jeans. I wear sweatpants, track pants and all the other pants but you won't catch me in jeans."
  • Jungkook: "Did you see the new X-men movie?"
Faerie/Fair Folk Starters
  • "They say strange things gather at the crossroads."
  • "Whatever you do, keep your head down and don't look anyone in the eyes."
  • "Entering a faerie circle is an easy way to get killed."
  • "Won't you come dance with us?"
  • "You're a foolish creature...but, a beautiful one. I think I'll keep you for awhile."
  • "Never insult the fair folk. Talk about them with respect, unless you're just dying to be cursed."
  • "Come away, oh human child."
  • "They can be kept at bay with iron, a salt circle, or certain herbs. But you still have to be careful!"
  • "I've taken you as my bride/groom. You should be happy!"
  • "Please, tell me you didn't eat anything they gave you!"
  • "When I was little, one of my friends disappeared after walking into a faerie circle. I never saw them again."
  • "Have you ever heard of something called "The Wild Hunt?"
  • "If you manage to impress them, you might be granted a favor."
  • "I fulfilled my promise; I gave you exactly what you asked for!"
  • "You were the one who was willing to gamble what you couldn't afford to lose."
  • "Real faeries aren't anything like Tinkerbell. Real faeries are fucking terrifying."
  • "It's said that they steal teeth from children."
  • "I hate to break it to you, but that baby's not yours, or for that matter, human."
  • "They'll put a glamour on you. You won't be able to speak, or fight back."
  • "Time passes differently in their world than it does in ours."
  • "They can't cross running water."
  • "I told you never to ask them for a favor!"
  • "You helped me. And now I will help you."
  • "Once it has you in its thrall, it won't ever let you go."
  • "What a good mortal. I'm glad I decided to keep you."
every Ghost Adventures episode
  • Zak: *talks for 12 minutes about the history of the place*
  • *a shit ton of overly dramatic death re-enactments*
  • Aaron: *gets involved in the festivities or tourism of the location and puts the camera down*
  • Nick: *turns camera to his face* look at me, I'm a professional, I'm still recording!
  • Zak: Okay, time to investigate this old building. I'm gonna be wearing this mask, not because I'm a pussy, but just because I have asthma
  • Zak: Aaron, go investigate in that room by yourself
  • Aaron, in the room by himself: *gets spooked, followed by a close up of him making that surprised face :o * OH MY GOD DUDE
  • Zak: HEY GHOSTS, BET YOU CAN'T SHOW YOURSELVES. BET YOU WON'T POSSESS AARON
  • Zak: *hears voices/sees figures, followed by a whole minute of him cursing*
  • Billy: *gets pulled into the damn shadow realm and the other guys have to rescue him*
  • Zak: *explains in great detail during the voiceover why something is or isn't a paranormal entity, while replaying it 50 times*
🎶🎶When You Collect Records🎶🎶
  • Hipster: *moves dusty old boxes out of the way* Whoa, an old record player. It looks like it's in working order too! *runs outside*
  • Hipster: Yo, dad!
  • Dad: What?
  • Hipster: We're getting rid of all of poppop's stuff, right?
  • Dad: There's something you want, isn't there?
  • Hipster: There's this old stereo record player in the attic.
  • Dad: What do you need a record player for?
  • Hipster: My record collection.
  • Dad: I didn't even know they still made those things. Can't you just listen to music on your phone?
  • Hipster: Dad, there's a big difference between listening to music digitally and on record.
  • Dad: Fine, I don't wanna get into it with you right now. You can take the record player. You just have to get someone else to take it to your place for you. My truck's full.
  • Hipster: Thanks dad! *smooches dad on the cheek*
  • *later at hipster's apartment*
  • Friend: So, like Patch Adams ends with Patch Adams half-naked in front of a ton of people. I don't know if it was meant to be funny or like a weird sex thing, but like the movie was just a deeply disturbing character study. I can't stop thinking about it.
  • Hipster: That sounds boring. *unlocks door to apartment* Ta-da! Here it is! My new record player!
  • Friend: New? Looks fucking old to me, dude.
  • Hipster: Well, it is old. That's the appeal. And we're going to listen to the new Sufjan record on it.
  • Friend: Is that actually how you say Sufjan? Apparently, I've been pronouncing it wrong this whole time.
  • Hipster: Well, you won't after this record. There's an entire track where he just says his name for four minutes. It's amazing. *plays records*
  • Record Player: *coughs* Hello. Hello! Where am I? Doctor? Hello! Why is it so dark...............................Can I breathe? I can't breath. Oh god, I'm not breathing! Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god! I.....................................
  • Hipster: Uh, that's not Sufjan.
  • Friend: It totally isn't. Is it some guest vocalist? I like the new direction he's going in. No instruments or singing, and long stretches of silence. Very experimental.
  • Hipster: *stops record player* I think maybe we should do something else for now.
  • Friend: Fucking lame! I wanted to listen to more Sufjan.
  • *days later at the record store*
  • Hipster: Yo, I think the Sufjan Stevens record I bought from here might be some kind of mispress.
  • Store Clerk: Really? It's a pretty major album. I doubt there'd just be a mispress like that.
  • Hipster: Yeah, but listen to it. It's not Sufjan at all. It's some girl talking.
  • *hipster and clerk listen to a completely normal Sufjan Stevens album together*
  • Store Clerk: What are you talking about? This is definitely Sufjan Stevens.
  • Hipster: Okay, but it wasn't like that when I listened to it at home! I even listened to it with my friend and he heard the same thing!
  • Store Clerk: Maybe there's something wrong with your record player.
  • Hipster: Hmm, maybe there is.
  • *back at the apartment*
  • Hipster: *turns on record player and just listens*
  • Record Player: ...I'm awake again. Why did I black out? Did I even black out? God, I'm not breathing, but it doesn't matter. Why don't I need to breathe? Am I even alive?
  • Hipster: Can you hear me?
  • Record Player: Doctor. Doctor! DOCTOR! Why can't I move? Why can't I feel anything. Keep yourself together. It'll all make sense soon. Calm down. Just breathe deeply. Fuck, I can't breathe! AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEE! I CAN'T BREATHE! DOCTOR! DOCTOR! DOCTOR! HELP! HELP ME, PLEASE! I'M STUCK! I CAN'T MOVE! PLEASE HELP ME!
  • Hipster: *turns off record player* It's just a recording, I bet. I can't believe I talked to it like an idiot... *nervously turns record player back on*
  • Record Player: I blacked out again. I blacked out. For how long? Is there even time here? Hell. This is hell, right? Did I go to hell.........................................
  • Hipster: *listens to the record player for hours*
  • Record Player: Negative 6893 bottles of wine on the wall! Negative 6893 bottles of wine! Take one down, pass it around, Negative 6894 bottles of wine on the wall... fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! PLEASE SOMEONE HELP ME! AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
  • Hipster: *keeps listening*
  • Record Player: Soul of Christ, make me holy, Body of Christ, be my salvation. God, please forgive me. I'm sorry for all of my sins. Please free me. I'm so sorry. Please. Please. Please.
  • Hipster: *still listening*
  • Record Player: FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! SHITTY DOCTOR! FUCK YOU! LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT! *sobs intensely* FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK EVERYTHING! Please just let me go.
  • Hipster: *nervously walks up to record player and lightly taps on it*
  • Record Player: ...A knock. A KNOCK! PLEASE HELP ME! I'M STUCK! PLEASE! *record player begins shake violently*
  • Hipster: *backs away in fear*
  • Record Player: HELP! HELP! HELP ME! PLEASE, IF SOMEONE'S THERE, HELP ME! HELP ME! I'M STUCK! GET ME OUT OF HERE, PLEASE!
  • Hipster: *unplugs record player*
  • Hipster: *gets hammer from the closet and begins to break apart record player*
  • Record Player: *drips red*
  • Hipster: W-What? *cracks front of record player open*
  • *rotting viscera falls from the record player*
  • Hipster: O-Oh... *stuffs viscera back into the record player and duct tapes over it*
  • Hipster: *turns record player back on*
  • Record Player: ...I can feel. It hurts. Why does it hurt now? Why does it hurt? Why? Why? Why? WHY!? WHY!? WHY!? *spurts blood through it speakers and begins to gurgle*
  • Record Player: *hops forward* Please just let me go. Please... please. I'll do anything. I just want to see you again. I'm so sorry. This isn't what I asked for. I'm so sorry. *hops forward again and comes unplugged*
  • Record Player: *tips over, bleeding heavily onto the carpet*
  • Hipster: *silently cleans up the mess*
  • *some time later*
  • Hipster: *calls dad* Hey, dad. Oh, nothing. Uh, I just need to borrow your truck, If not tonight sometime this week. I just need to get rid of something. No, no, that's fine, I can do it myself. Yeah, tomorrow morning is perfect. Thanks Love you too. Bye.
  • *the next afternoon*
  • Dad: So, what did you need to get rid of this morning?
  • Hipster: Nothing important. Just some old junk... Dad, what kind of person was poppop?
  • Dad: Well, he was only the greatest man I've known in my life. Really caring, dedicated to his family. When you were born he loved you so much. He was a bit of a loner, though. It took a lot to get him to open up. Even around me and your grandmother. He was a bit like you. Always a huge music lover.
  • Hipster: I see. Was he ever a doctor?
  • Dad: That's a weird thing to ask. Nope. He hated doctors. Didn't trust modern medicine one bit. It's ironic. His cancer probably wouldn't have gotten to him if he did. But, your poppop was always so stubborn.
  • Hipster: Oh, okay then.
  • *some days later*
  • Friend: New carpet?
  • Hipster: Yup, old one was ugly wasn't it. It was time for a change.
  • Friend: That's what I've been telling you! I'm glad you finally came to your senses. What happened to your record player, though?
  • Hipster: That thing? I threw it away. It was busted.
  • Friend: That sucks. Are you gonna buy a new one?
  • Hipster: No.
  • Friend: But you won't have anything to play your records on.
  • Hipster: Yeah, but I buy records because I want to support the artists. They're not really for listening. Besides, lossless is better. FLAC is the future.

it-is-cool-not-cute  asked:

I just love ur fafic! U r a really good writer!! I kinda have a weird request it is okay if u won't write it Can I have a chanyeol and rapmonster threesome That would be hella hot oh god I need holy water Thank u in advance

Inspiration:

“You rappers are something serious.” You complained looking up at the crumpled-up paper that had lyrics jotted down on it.

“What do you mean we rappers?” Namjoon asked with a slight growl. Chanyeol lifted his head in your direction with an eyebrow raised.

“I mean you guys are making me work on this stupid ass song when I have no inspiration.” You grumbled rolling over on your stomach staring down at the paper. Namjoon lifted a hand to reach over your body and slap your ass cheeks causing them to jiggle as he smirked.

“Your lyrics were good, that’s why we told you to keep them. Get a few more inspirational ideas and you’ll have it.” Chanyeol said soothingly rubbing a hand up and down your leg before him and Namjoon started to go back to working on their own pieces. You all had been good friends despite working under different labels. While the boys were popular and well known, you were a rookie about to debut in a few more days with a few more girls in the group. But here you were and you couldn’t think of what to say and nothing that you did gave you any inspiration. You felt hopeless right now. Looking between the two males you smirked softly biting your lips.

“Oh Chanyeol~” You cooed out crumpling the paper back up throwing it onto the floor.

“Y/N. No.” Namjoon started with a slight growl.

“You don’t have to play, I asked Chanyeol anyway.” You stuck out your tongue at an angry Namjoon who scoffed and went back to his work. Chanyeol on the other hand watched you with nervous eyes. Licking over his lips quickly he didn’t say anything to you but you could see all the unspoken words in him. Smirking you crawled over to him on your hands and knees until you were pushing your hands up on his broad chest and around his shoulders playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. Letting your legs wrapped around his waist, and slowly you started to grind against him. Moaning out at feeling him under you, Chanyeol sighed in defeat already leaning back against the seat he watched you with his hands on your hips. He would always give into your every demand. It’s been like that since you were all younger, let’s just say that you were each-others first in some way or another. And you had gone to do whenever you needed them and they never disappointed you always giving you what you want.

“Daddy.. I need motivation. Won’t you give it to me?” You asked with pouty lips circling your hips slowly feeling his bulge starting to poke you through your pants right against your crotch. Chanyeol moaned softly gripping harder at your hips he brought you closer to him gripping your hair with one hand pushing your foreheads against one another.

“Don’t do it to me.” He groaned softly pleading almost.

“I need you.” You softly whined grinding hard against him giving out a particular high pitched moan that you normally gave out when you were close to cumming.

“Fuck.” He growled crashing his lips against yours, tongue licking on your bottom lip sucking on it as he sealed your lips off with a kiss. He groaned snapping his hips up against yours feeling your center become hotter he knew that you were going to become needier by the second.  Throwing you onto the couch, he got on top of you, his hands gripped at your pants pulling them down quickly with a huff. Not even moving them all the way off your feet, he gripped at your panties trying to get them off of you as quickly as possible. Looking down at your pussy he moaned leaning close to you he sucked on your pussy lips slowly licking up and down your slit pulling back. He sat down on the couch wrapping one arm around your waist to grab under your thigh he spread your legs wider looking over at Namjoon who was gritting his teeth trying his hardest not to look at what you two were doing. Chanyeol rubbed two fingers up and down your slit, knowing that you liked the burn he slipped both fingers inside of you thrusting them quickly, curving them instantly to hit your spot and earn a cry of approval from your lips.

“Come on hyung don’t give into her.” Namjoon sighed feeling his own dick throb into the confines of his own pants.

“I know you want her too. You can say you don’t but I can see that bulge. We might as well give her inspiration. Besides it will give her something to work for, and you can give her mouth something to get inspired on as well.” Chanyeol winked at Namjoon starting to shake his hand side to side to get you wetter your juices sliding from your pussy as you cried out squirting onto his hands after a few minutes of simple playing around.

“Touch me baby. Give it to me.” He rasped against your ear hotly biting on the lobe. Your hand reached over shaking lightly pressing against his bulge rubbing it with your palm. Fingers moving up to drag down the zipper and unsnap the button you shoved your hands into his boxers gripping his shaft stroking it slowly. Moaning against your ear Chanyeol kept up the speed of his hand and you matched his pace causing you both to moan on the couch your body slouched lightly in his hold you let your heard roll back so that you could chant his name out. Namjoon couldn’t take it, the both of you moaning and his mind wasn’t helping aid his dirty thoughts about what was going on but even a little side of him got curious and he wanted to see though his more responsible side of the brain told him not to look. And he wished he would have because as soon as he looked at the both of you his restraint was lost. Your parted lips and face full of pleasure though sweat dripped down your quivering body. The sounds your pussy made, how your tiny hand tried to wrap around all of Chanyeol’s shaft and get him off.

Namjoon stood up taking off of his leather jacket, moving to sit beside the both of you, Namjoon gripped at your chin roughly smashing your lips together, eliciting a whimper from your lips as the kiss was made with mostly teeth and biting. “Ruining my work.” He growled out into your mouth rubbing his fingers against your clit. Your hips snapped against his fingers feeling immense pleasure from Chanyeol’s and Namjoon’s fingers combined. Namjoon dominated the kiss claiming your mouth letting his free hand move to unzip his pants and pull out his dick from the confines of his boxers. He was so hard his tip was swollen red and precum leaked out from it.

“Suck off Namjoon baby girl.” Chanyeol urged shifting your body a bit. You obeyed breaking the kiss you leaned your mouth down you licked across the tip of his shaft but before you could tease he roughly grabbed your hair and shoved his dick in your mouth. He started to thrust his hips up and down at a rapid pace face fucking you. You were choking spit quickly falling from your parted cheeks. Your eyes burned but you flicked your tongue against the underside of his dick against his sensitive vein trying to give him pleasure. Namjoon was loving it watching you he aided Chanyeol sliding two of his own fingers inside of your pussy thrusting them in and out when one pushed in the other slid out fucking you and scissoring you open. Your pussy was throbbing and wrapping around both of their digits you were wet. You were so closed to cumming but your cries of pleasure were swallowed by the choking sounds that you were delivering onto Namjoon’s shaft. Your eyes drifted shut as you continued to suck him off as he controlled the pace. Your hand worked faster on Chanyeol’s dick and he was thrusting his hips up into your hand, his orgasm getting closer and closer to the brim. The whole room was filled with grunts and cries of pleasure. Of course, you were the first to cum with the fingers jamming into your spot it was too much to take, releasing on their fingers your body shook between the both of them. Once you rode out your orgasm Chanyeol came next tick white ropes onto his pants and your hands. You felt the warm cum warming up your hands and fingers. Next Namjoon who was pounding his dick down your throat almost loving how you were crying he spilled his cum into your mouth not lasting long at all because he had been so hard. He jerked his hips harshly against your lips pausing while he emptied his load into your mouth. You licked it up greedily trying to make sure that everything was cleaned up. Namjoon let your head go slowly and looking at him with blown pupils you brought your hand up to your lips that were covered in cum to lick it off while watching him. Chanyeol was about to pounce on you but Namjoon stopped him removing his hand and licking your essence off his fingers.

“Don’t Chanyeol. She was a bad girl and she needs to know not to do that again. This was her inspiration. If she finishes, then she can have her reward.” Namjoon glared down at you and you retreated sinking into the couch. Chanyeol moved his hands nodding leaning over to kiss your jaw he slapped the inside of your thigh slowly.

“Get cleaned up and get to work baby girl. I need to get cleaned up as well, don’t get in trouble while I’m gone.” Chuckling he winked at you as Namjoon straightened up and lifted an eyebrow moving to his area once again.

“You could’ve at least helped me get dressed.” You muttered reaching down to grab at your pants.

“Well, if I even touched you again then we would be on the floor right now making a sex song and I’m sure our labels won’t be agreeing to that right off the bat don’t you think?” He teased with a smirk and gleeful eyes.

anonymous asked:

Ya know what I wanna see? I know it won't happen but I really really was see Shisui come face to face with Kurama whilst he actually looks like the Kyubi. Just imagine. "SO THIS IS WHY YOU SAID YOU'LL EAT ME DAMMIT SHIT" *shunshins away frantically*

xD Oh my god, yes. I fully support this idea. Permission to try and incorporate it into the fic? Please??

  • Oikawa: I'm gonna egg Daichi's house. Who wants to help?
  • Kuroo: ME!!!
  • Bokuto: THAT SOUNDS FUN
  • Oikawa: Shhh! He's coming!
  • Daichi: You're not egging my fucking house you idiots
  • Sugawara: Don't cuss! That's inappropriate
  • Daichi: They want to egg my house!
  • Suga: I'm sorry honey, but you shouldn't influence the kids *looks over at the first years and back*
  • Daichi: Well I'm really sorry I'm not perfect Koushi!
  • Sugawara: Don't yell at me Sawamura!
  • Oikawa: Oh my god! We won't egg your house!!! Just stop arguing like an old married couple!
  • Daichi: Thank god
  • Sugawara: SAWAMURA DAICHI! WE ARE NOT DONE HERE!
  • Everyone but Daichi: *slowly walking away*
  • Robert: Oi! Have you seen my husband? He's dead grumpy, but he doesn't look bad in a suit.
  • Aaron: That's enough beer for you, then.
  • Robert: Thanks... for before. About Dad.
  • Aaron: You know it might help if you told them.
  • Robert: Maybe.
  • Aaron: Thanks for going along with the welly as well.
  • Robert: Well, it makes us family, doesn't it? You could've come in a bit sooner though.
  • Aaron: I was enjoying it too much.
  • Robert: Yeah, well, I'm gonna get you back with my speech. You're gonna cry like a baby.
  • Aaron: I don't think so, Mr Dingle.
  • Robert: Oh, I bet you do, Mr Sugden. Come on.
  • Aaron: Can we just... stay here a minute?
  • Robert: Yeah, yeah, of course.
  • Aaron: I know I keep saying that I'm fine but...
  • Robert: About tomorrow? You're not, I know.
  • Aaron: What if it's years?
  • Robert: It won't be.
  • Aaron: I don't wanna leave you.
  • Robert: I don't want you to go.
  • Aaron: I'm so sorry.
  • Robert: I'll wait. I've waited before, haven't I? And it'll pass. However long it is. And then you'll come home to me, and we'll never look back, okay?
Coming Out
  • Yang: Uncle Qrow, have you seen dad anywhere?
  • Qrow: Huh? Yeah he headed to Signal to grade papers. Won't be back till later.
  • Yang: Oh. Oh okay then. *looks down at her feet*
  • Qrow: *pauses mid drink* Something on your mind kid?
  • Yang: *fidgets* Um... um I... *sighs* Okay... Qrow.
  • Qrow: Yeah?
  • Yang: I... I'll just say it. I... I'm bi.
  • Qrow: ... bisexual?
  • Yang: *nods*
  • Qrow: ... oh. Okay.
  • Yang: ... wait that's it?
  • Qrow: What did you expect kid?
  • Yang: Um... I don't know. You asking me if I was sure, or IDK more shocked to be honest.
  • Qrow: Hey kid if you're happy, then I'm happy. 'sides, I'm not your dad, and it's not like I'd tell you what to do anyways. You're a big girl.
  • Yang: I... wow. Thanks Qrow. I'm glad this wasn't super dramatic.
  • Qrow: Well... if you want a little bit of it. *sets flask down and stands up.
  • Qrow: Yang... *puts arms over head and stands on one foot*
  • Yang: What the -
  • Qrow: You are... BI! *hands go down forming a rainbow*
  • Yang: ....
Friday the 13th: ohmlirious
  • Notification:
  • Ohm picks up Walkie talkie.
  • Notification:
  • Delirious picks up Walkie talkie.
  • Delirious: ohm? someone’s following me
  • Delirious: i can hear the fucker
  • Ohm: where r u?
  • Delirious: walking through the woods.
  • Ohm: alone at night??
  • Delirious: it was a shortcut to the lodge!
  • Ohm: but why'd you-
  • Delirious: shit, I heard it again!!
  • Delirious: it’s fuckin' creepy!
  • Ohm: what does it sound like?
  • Delirious: um... It's like leaves crunching beneath heavy feet.
  • Ohm: it's probably just a cat.
  • Delirious: cat’s don’t have heavy feet ohm!
  • Ohm: delirious, relax..your outside. it’s windy. there are noises.
  • Delirious: yeah i guess..
  • Ohm: so..why’d u leave so early? thought you were staying the night?
  • Delirious: i changed my mind
  • Ohm: well..u left you cabin keys here.
  • Delirious: shit.
  • Delirious: alright, I'm coming back for them. What camp you at again? higgins haven?
  • Delirious: i’ll be there in 10 minutes.
  • Ohm: are you sure u don’t wanna stay this time?
  • Delirious: yes. i’m sure.
  • Ohm: is there something wrong? I feel like I'm missing something?
  • Delirious: ...i saw his pic on ur phone.
  • Ohm: whose pic?
  • Delirious: that Angel looking son of a bitch from saltwater camp...i saw him sitting in your fucking lap too.
  • Ohm: wait you mean Bryce?
  • Delirious: i always knew you had a blonde hair fetish.
  • Ohm: we’re just friends..
  • Delirious: HE WAS IN YOUR LAP.
  • Ohm: shh delirious.
  • Delirious: sitting there with your fucking arm's around him.
  • Delirious: are you serious ohm?
  • Ohm: delirious please
  • Delirious: i know. i’m not supposed to care.
  • Ohm: that’s not what i was going to say
  • Ohm: u were the one who didn’t want anything serious.
  • Delirious: look ohm, we need to
  • Delirious: FUCK
  • Delirious: the crunching sounds closer now.
  • Delirious: the footsteps are…
  • Delirious: oh shit, he's walking faster.
  • Delirious: why won't this bitch quit stalking me!!
  • Ohm: are you near a car?
  • Delirious: No! I'm on the other side of the fucking map!
  • Delirious: shitshitshitshit
  • Delirious: i heard a cough ohm!
  • Delirious: there's someone near me.
  • Ohm: hide behind a tree?
  • Delirious: no! I need to get to a house ohm, God.
  • Ohm: just hurry up!
  • Delirious: theirs definitely footsteps. following me.
  • Ohm: do you see anyone behind you?
  • Delirious: I can't see far. It's too dark.
  • Ohm: just use your flash light!!
  • Delirious: oh right hang on.
  • Delirious: Fuckfuckfuck OHM!
  • Delirious: HE'S WEARING A MASK!
  • Ohm: delirious, just stay calm.
  • Ohm: maybe it's just a prank?
  • Delirious: he's got an axe!
  • Ohm: ..walk faster
  • Delirious: i’m running!
  • Ohm: are you losing him?!
  • Delirious: NO!
  • Delirious: he's running his ass off too!!
  • Ohm: that's it i'm calling police.
  • Ohm: where are you exactly?
  • Ohm: delirious?
  • Ohm: HELLO????
  • Ohm: fuck, this is all my fault
  • Ohm: i should have never let you leave the cabin.
  • Ohm: i should have told you that...
  • Delirious: ohm?
  • Ohm: oh thank god!
  • Ohm: I called the cops and they said there on there way.
  • Ohm: where are you?
  • Delirious: i’m at camp evergreen.
  • Delirious: I tripped while running.
  • Delirious: I think I fell down a slope and hit my head.
  • Ohm: did you lose the guy?
  • Delirious: no, that mother fucker's still here somewhere.
  • Delirious: i can hear him breathing. That son of a bitch.
  • Ohm: GET OUT OF THERE NOW!!!
  • Delirious: I can't.
  • Ohm: WHY?
  • Delirious: I think i broke my leg.
  • Delirious: he's looking for me ohm.
  • Ohm: don't worry i'm coming over to get you.
  • Ohm: tell me exactly where you are.
  • Delirious: um.. I dunno? near some big tree? I can see the tents from here if that helps.
  • Ohm: stay put. i'll be there soon
  • Delirious: i feel really faint.
  • Ohm: hang in there delirious. Just keep talking to me.
  • Delirious: ohm. he's getting closer.
  • Delirious: i hear him.
  • Delirious: his voice…
  • Delirious: he's talking to me.
  • Ohm: I can't hear him? what's he saying?
  • Delirious: he's calling my name.
  • Delirious: saying that i've got this all wrong.
  • Delirious: he just keeps repeating it. over and over.
  • Delirious: ohm what does he mean?
  • Delirious: his voice sounds weird...
  • Delirious: like a tractor.
  • Ohm: are you feeling alright delirious?
  • Delirious: no. my head feels funny.
  • Delirious: I'm feeling sleepy
  • Ohm: just keep talking to me. Well make it through this I promise!
  • Ohm: what kind of tree do you see?
  • Delirious: what?
  • Ohm: that tree you said was near you.
  • Ohm: what does it look like?
  • Delirious: ah...it's a big red tree.
  • Delirious: ohm. i'm scared.
  • Delirious: he's here.
  • Ohm: i'm almost there delirious!
  • Ohm: I've found the tents.
  • Delirious: i can see his feet
  • Ohm: hold on, i'm running to you!!!
  • Delirious: this is it ohm.
  • Delirious: he's found me.
  • Delirious: it's over.
  • Ohm: no wait! Delirious! i see the tree!
  • Ohm: i'm here!!!
  • Ohm: your jackets on the ground.
  • Ohm: oh god there's blood.
  • Ohm: where are you???
  • Ohm: fuck!!
  • Ohm: what have i done?
  • Ohm: i didn't mean it delirious.
  • Ohm: that morning with Bryce.
  • Ohm: it wasn't real.
  • Ohm: i asked him to come over so you'd get jealous.
  • Ohm: the lap thing was his idea.
  • Ohm: i wanted you to care.
  • Ohm: i wanted you to want something more serious.
  • Ohm: delirious are you there??
  • Ohm: why is there so much blood everywhere?
  • Ohm: DELIRIOUS???
  • *Delirious*: never knew you felt that way...
  • Ohm: your alive!!
  • Ohm: you sound odd..
  • Ohm: are you okay?
  • Ohm: where are you?
  • *Delirious*: back at higgins haven...
  • Ohm: what happened?
  • *Delirious*: come over, and i’ll tell you...
  • Ohm: alright I'm walking over now
  • *Delirious*: hurry...
  • Ohm: okay, i’m at the front door!
  • Ohm: but all the lights are off.
  • Ohm: the door is locked..
  • Ohm: can you let me in?
  • *Delirious*: i’m coming...
  • Ohm: great! I'm so excited to hold you in my arms.
  • Ohm: wait
  • Ohm: i still have your keys
  • Ohm: but then how did you
  • Ohm: shit!
  • Walkie offline
  • Police Report: Two bodies were found at camp crystal lake.
  • Two males, Both deceased.
  • Light skinned male, black hair, age 29.
  • Tanned skinned male, brown hair, age 33.
  • Suspected cause of death: strangled.
  • Suspected killer: A young blonde male.
The Signs As 'Future Hearts' Lyrics
  • Aries: 'What a shame. What a shame. Beautiful scars on critical veins.' -Kids in the Dark
  • Taurus: 'You keep me sane. You keep me safe. You keep me honest.' -Edge of Tonight
  • Gemini: 'Grit you teeth, pull your hair
  • . Paint the walls black and scream.' -Missing You
  • Cancer: 'Tell me how you really feel. Write it on the bathroom wall.' -Tidal Waves
  • Leo: 'Maybe I'm a fucking waste. Filling up an empty space.' -Something's Gotta Give
  • Virgo: 'Don't shut me down no. Just hear me out now
  • .' -Don't You Go
  • Libra: 'Oh please take me at my word. I'm desperate. I swear I never meant to hurt no one. No.' -Dancing With a Wolf
  • Scorpio: 'I can't find the nerve to say it's alright. I can't find the nerve to say I miss you more than anybody should.' -Your Bed
  • Sagittarius: 'I won't fade away. Be forgotten or just cast away. Woah!' -Old Scars/Future Hearts
  • Capricorn: 'Say you'll come and find me when I'm dancing in the street.' -Bottle and a Beat
  • Aquarius: 'Look at the roses in your garden. You can breath now and forget.' -Cinderblock Garden
  • Pisces: 'Out in the distance. Lost in the fold. We trace our steps to a great unknown.' -Runaways
Layered thinking
  • Layer 1: Ugh, my throat hurts, my neck hurts, what if I have a super severe disease that's going to kill me?
  • Layer 2: Oh, would you look at that, I'm being a paranoid hypochondriac again. I'll just ignore myself.
  • Layer 3: But wait, isn't pain supposed to be an alarm system to make me aware something's wrong with my body? If I keep ignoring it, won't I end up ignoring something important? WHAT IF THAT'S NOW AND I HAVE A SUPER SEVERE DISEASE THAT'S GOING TO KILL ME?
Your Zodiac Sign: No Sugar Coating | TheZodiacCity
  • Aries: You're always on the hunt for some new thrill, most of the time to cover up the fact that you actually live a boring, unfulfilled life; you love being the over-protective one but don't really know your limits; you're fun to be around, I'll give you that but that's only if your constant need to nitpick at something doesn't get in the way
  • Taurus: Oh Taurus, you have so much potential but that's usually sidetracked by your half-assed attempts at most things; you have a problem with every little freakin' thing that doesn't go your way (boo hoo); and you'd be a breeze to talk to if you didn't have constant diarrhea of the mouth (tell you my secrets? hell no)
  • Gemini: Talking a lot isn't your problem, talking about 5 topics in 2 minutes is your problem...you lose people with your maze of discussions; most people like you, they do, but you can be so judgmental and very difficult to understand; and for goodness sake, please stop acting like you're so "unbothered" by every damn thing...you are human right?
  • Cancer: We know you get sick of hearing how emotional you are...truth is, you hold your emotions down very well but when you want to become the poster child for "hissy fits", there's no stopping you; Cancer, can you hear me? Listen (or look rather), you don't have to know every muthaf*ckin' thing. I mean damn, you act like it's a sin to not INCLUDE you in something
  • Leo: You're a good person Leo, but you have a messed up attitude and it radiates to others more than you know. Between your weird facial expressions, dramatic-ness (I made that up) and your touchy moments, you're like a pile of stink garbage sometimes that no one wants to be around; your heart is big and people love you for that -- focus more on self-gratification though because you wear yourself out trying to be "Saint Leo who really doesn't want to do something but does it so you don't hear someone's mouth"
  • Virgo: Virgo, you try to care but most of the time you're making it look good. Are you compassionate? Are you sensitive to the needs of others? Yes, but far and few between do moments happen where you're deeply affected by it; You're a smart one Virgo, serious brain power you have there -- if only you could turn down those annoying thoughts that drive you bat shit crazy on the inside
  • Libra: You're probably doing something for someone right this minutes. Are you? If not, it won't be long. There's nothing wrong with "looking out" for people but sh*t, who's looking out for you?; and speak up dammit, why focus so much of your lovely energy on keeping things bottled up? Oh I see, you don't want to be disliked...well guess what, somebody out there hates your guts (just being honest) so you obviously can't please everybody
  • Scorpio: My dear Scorpio, you're a lot my friend. A whole lot to deal with -- and that's why many people back away. Don't tell me you haven't noticed; If you had a penny for all those crazy thoughts that run through your head, you'd definitely be able to pay someone's rent, at the least; You're another one with a good heart though, can't deny that but you need to work on being more of the genuine person you expect everyone else to be
  • Sagittarius: I like you Sagittarius, you're fun, you're bold, you're adventuruous but you can be such a big pain in the ass. You have such an irrational way of thinking. You expect everybody to be on your team and if they're not, c'est la vie. Why can't someone disagree with you? Are you the almighty, righteous one? I think not.
  • Capricorn: Having you around is some people's dream and some people's nightmare. I think it's safe to say you have an equal number of close friends and enemies. Well not enemies per se, but definitely people who can't stand your guts. You have a spunk about you but you can be extremely self-absorbed and even more demanding. You slobber on your pillow, just like the rest of us. Get a grip.
  • Aquarius: There's a lot I could say about you Aquarius, but I'll make this short and sweet. Focus more on relating to people and less on being so wrapped up in yourself. Are you a nice person, yes. But those who know you or are around you enough see the vindictive person you can be; if someone even looks at you funny, you're ready to write them off. You can't systematically cut ties with everyone and then wonder why you're a lonesome dud, I mean dove.
  • Pisces: You have a lot to say about other people, man oh man. What this person should be doing, what that person should stop doing but what about you? You're 85% of the time a walking contradiction; and stop feeling like everyone should do what you think in your mind they should do, last time I checked nobody was able to think for you. If you have certain expectations, that's on you. But if you don't SAY what you feel, who can you really be mad at?

anonymous asked:

Do you have any tips or advice for when writing seems really pointless and meaningless? Like you want to write, but almost immediately you get these thoughts that you are not talented or good enough, or "you won't create anything special anyway." It kinda sucks and blocks my writing almost every day and I'm kind of confused because I'm not the type of person to get insecure about things, lol. Oh well, I hope you are doing good.

//Of course.

Trust me when I say that a very low percentage of writers are one hundred percent confident in their work. I’m not going to provide the generic “_ author got rejected _ amount of times and look at them now!” ‘cause while it is inspiring, I never personally got inspired by that.

I just want say that if you’re having fun with what you’re doing, even if you feel like it’s not going anywhere, that’s the important thing. Have fun first, before you focus on everything else. 

What’s blocking your writing? First pin that down and deal with it one step at a time.

“People might not like my writing.”

Actually, that’s very true! However, think of all the people who do! Or who will! People have niche tastes sometimes and your writing might just sate whatever they’re craving. Isn’t that awesome? I have a few books from authors I’ve never heard before, but I still occasionally look them up to make sure they don’t have any other books I haven’t read yet. You’re not always going to be someone’s cup of tea, but there are people out there who will treasure what you’ve given to others.

“People might not read it.”

Advertise it! Talk about your work. Get people interested. No one will ever read what you’ve written if you don’t write it!!

“I’m not good enough.”

You’re being hard on yourself; I don’t think anyone thinks of themselves as “good enough”. There’s always going to be a little voice in the back of your head telling you that you have too much to improve on, but if you don’t write, will you ever get around to that?

Ignore it. Just write and have fun with it. Your knowledge improves with practice and reading. There’s editors and beta readers out there who will happily help you and give you advice. I highly doubt any of them would tell you to quit writing or to stop entirely on what you’re working on (they might even steer you in the right directions!).

I’m not sure if I’ve managed to help (there’s always @barthosprompts if you want some quality inspiration), but I hope I have! I have faith in you, anon!

everyone arguing about who they "ship" infj with
  • INFJ: ENFP, what are you doing with my phone?
  • ENFP: *typing furiously* Um. Nothing?
  • INFJ: Well, it doesn't LOOK like nothing. Give the phone back! *extends her hand and glowers*
  • ENFP: For such a nice person, you really can be intimidating, INFJ. Yeesh. *hands phone back to her*
  • INFJ: /Thank/ you.
  • INFJ: ... Why did you text INTP 'I must profess my undying love to you or I will implode'?!
  • ENFP: Well... You guys are just so /cute/ together! *smiles dreamily* Especially how he blushes whenever I bring you up.
  • INFJ: *sighing* ENFP, that's just because you keep bugging him about us becoming a couple. Which, by the way, is NOT happening.
  • ENFP: Ohmygosh, he's texting you back! Squeeee!
  • INFJ: You did not just use 'squee' in a conversation.
  • ENFP: Yes, I did.
  • ENFP: You're so cynical today. *squints at her* ...Have you been hanging out with INTJ lately?
  • INFJ: *folding her arms* How did you know?
  • ENFP: *smirking* It's a gift. Oh, look, he just sent a response!!
  • INFJ: *flatly* 'ENFP, give INFJ her phone back.' Oh, so romantic.
  • ENFP: Hey, you two are a work in progress, okay?!
  • ENTP: *approaching them* Hello, INFJ. ENFP.
  • INFJ: Hi.
  • ENFP: Ooh, ENTP! Just the person I wanted to see. Don't you agree that INTP x INFJ /must/ become a reality?!
  • ENTP: Well, actually--
  • ENFP: Yes?
  • ENTP: --I think that INFJ with INTJ would be much more preferable.
  • ENFP: *scowling* No. Way. INTJ is mine!
  • ENTP: But, doesn't he hate you?!
  • ENFP: He's madly in love with me. He just won't admit it to himself. *sniffs*
  • INFJ: Guys, this is ridiculous. *glowers*
  • ENFP: Oooh, I know how to resolve this conflict!
  • INFJ: By admitting that you're being childish and immature, and stop trying to control my relationships?
  • ENFP: No, silly! By asking INTP who /he/ ships you with! *snatches INFJ's phone*
  • INFJ: Hey! Give that back!
  • ENFP: *gleefully* Nope.
  • ENTP: Just, ask him already!
  • ENFP: Alright, alright. *starts typing*
  • ENFP: ...Aaand, I sent it.
  • ENTP: *to INFJ* Okay, he's typing... And he says...
  • ENFP: Oh. My. Gosh. ENTP, read it aloud so that INFJ can hear what he responded!
  • ENTP: *reddening* No.
  • INFJ: You guys are being ridiculous! *snatches the phone back* And he said...
  • INFJ: *glances at ENTP* Oh.
  • ENFP: *mockingly* "Personally, I think that ENTP would be most compatible with INFJ."
  • INFJ: ...
  • ENTP: ...
  • INFJ: Bye now. *runs away*
  • Travis: Step 1 - Take a knee, left or right, doesn't matter.
  • Griffin: No, right knee! 'Cause if you take a left knee...you know how the divorce rate is fifty-fifty? It's because, the knees. So go down on the right, or it's over.
  • Travis: Okay, now you're gonna reach in your pocket and make eye contact. This is very important.
  • Justin: Don't fall over.
  • Griffin: Don't fall over 'cause then you'll be a joke.
  • Justin: Yeah. And look at her straight in the eye, if she has eyes. Let's say she has eyes. Look her straight in the eye, okay?
  • Travis: Have like a half smile.
  • Justin: Like a half, knowing smile.
  • ...
  • Travis: Now you're gonna pull your hands out but you're gonna do this, like, clam shell kinda thing, where like, you're covering something up in your hand, what could it be?
  • Griffin: And it's a candy. It's a Werther's Original. Catch her off guard first.
  • Justin: She won't see that comin'.
  • Travis: And then explain to her that you got her a picture of a ring.
  • ...
  • Justin: No, you have a ring. Get the ring out. You open the ring, but open it sorta close to her face so it looks bigger. This is key. You gotta do it just that way. Now pull it back a little bit, 'cause you're freakin' her out. Hopefully she's crying at this point, right?
  • Griffin: Oh she's openly weeping.
  • Justin: Okay good.
  • Griffin: It's happy tears, though.
Imagine Lex offering you a necklace made of kryptonyte, thinking you won't notice, to get sure Superman doesn't approch you.

Originally posted by sherlockmed

Y/N : Lex, it’s isn’t my birthday, you shouldn’t have ! What it is?

Lex : Oh you know, green stuff.

Y/N : It looks like kryptonit.

Lex : Oh really ? Haha! Not at all I think it’s Tsavorit garnet, or perhaps peridot.

Y/N : Really?

Lex: Just be sure to always wear it okay?

Y/N : Lex… You wouldn’t offer me radioactive stone just out of paranoia right?

Lex: Me? Ne-ver.

BTS as Months
  • Namjoon: January - new year, new resolutions that you probably won't keep, gotta keep up with the changing times, why is life going by so fast?
  • Seokjin: June, when the roses bloom and school is over and the sky is very blue and life is looking up and ah, the ocean calls. It missed me.
  • Yoongi: February. Time doesn't really pass, it's like the world sleeps, valentine's day aka sleeeeeeping, oh, is it over? Thank god.
  • Hoseok: July, beause Summer and all is Wonderful and the sun shines 24hrs a day and life is just supercalifragili...too lazy to finish.
  • Taehyung: April. Is it spring yet? Is it still winter? Who even knows? Sweater, tshirt, socks? Whatever! Hello fuzzy pants, goodbye open windows.
  • Jimin: October because it's his birthday month and mine and he's my favorite and the birthstone is opal which is rainbow and pretty just like Jimin and yeah.
  • Jungkook: December. All the freaking Christmas songs every freaking where all the freaking time and all the freaking lights and all the freaking sweaters and you couldn't care less because he is so freaking adorable.