ok i'll just post it now

He wanted to feel cute!

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Orangie Sungjong Aesthetic 

(Thanks to @soooldout for tagging me)

IDK that they’re doing but I saw a draw the squad meme and almost fell out of my chair thinking about turning it into a HxH squad meme. So I did.

Wow I just now realized that I forgot to signature this.

Oops.

2017 Phan

I like how the phandom has decided that 2017 is the year Dan and Phil will come out, move and get a dog (also possibly get married but like honestly isn’t that supposed to happen in 2022?). And whenever Dan and Phil say they’ll do anything (upload a video, do a joint lveshow etc) we get really excited and we’re like ‘YES, this is IT, guys. They are coming out as a couple. They are anouncing that they got a puppy, they got engaged and that they will soon move. I know it. I just KNOW it. I CAN FEEL IT!’. And then it ends up being just another pleasant, domestic, funny video and we just stand there like ‘wut’ for a bit and then we find a new thing to scream about (eg THEY WERE NOT WEARING ANY PANTS)

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al1, am i right?

anyways i was tagged by the cutest @shuasgf n my angel @loonaes n i finally decided to look good for once so

u don’t have to do it obviously (n i’m sorry if i tag u and you’ve already been tagged) but i tag @persona13 @deanmp3 @dholic @yoonborasgf @4dami @chiriahs

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tHIS

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First off, I’d like to say that I was totally inspired by @inabadromance!! I LOVE the idea of this and thought it was sososo cute ; u; <33 so s/o to her!!

I’ve gotten a few asks about my favorite simblrs in the past and I’ve finally came around to it (5yrslater)!!! I’ve been following these blogs from the get-go and I find each and every one of these blogs amazingly inspiring, enjoyable, and they all really make my simming experience a positive and wholesome one. :’) ilyguys ok *cries* thank you for being you!!

I bestow these medals of Annie’s approval upon: @inabadromance, @glitterychaostriumph, @bananahut, @bratsims, @essiesims, @lunarian-sim, @femmesim, @suzychi-sims, @ichosim, @plushxsims, @sims3melancholic, @onlypeachy, @obsimmian, @20-44-sims.

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After seeing that we were given the ok to color these, I’ve been wanting to color this for awhile now and finally did.Characters and line art belongs to the lovely @thisiskindagross​.  I wanted to stay as close to her style as I could possibly get while keeping my own little coloring touches.

Lellinger Aesthetic | Top of the World - The Carpenters

I’m on the top of the world looking down on creation
  And the only explanation I can find
Is the love that I’ve found, ever since you’ve been around
  Your love’s put me at the top of the world

yeah ok have my 2am edit thingy bc i’m honestly too lazy to make a video as i planned

psychedemigod  asked:

Jeremy and Christine are part of the Michael Protection Squad.

OK BUT I LOVE THINKING ABT THE THREE OF THEM BEING FRIENDS AFTER THE WHOLE SQUIP THING DJSFSDF 

christine and jeremy being friends is so good but imagine platonic michael and christine tho!!! i don’t know if it’s bc i just rly love them but i think that they would be good friends?? i feel like they would talk abt the things they love in a rly rly excited way and it’s that kind of “i don’t understand a single thing that you’re saying, but i’ll support you forever bc you’re so passionate abt this and your happiness makes me happy” friendship

also michael and jeremy are boyfriends still the main duo™ and sometimes christine hangs out with other ppl too, but they have a group chat that’s only the three of them and conversations usually start out of nowhere like: “ok so christine you have no idea of what jeremy just said right now” “SHUT UP I TOLD YOU NOT TO TELL HER” “OMG WHAT DID HE SAY” and etc 

ok so like i’ve never written any fic in my life ever ?? but this text post inspired me and i couldn’t get the image out of my head so here’s a little drabble. this is set during a break up so could be when aaron finds out the truth or just some time in the future idk but pls let me know what you think :)

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They’ve been like this for a while now. Robert’s fingers are trembling where they’re clinging tight around Aaron’s middle. He’s sitting with his head resting against Aaron’s stomach; a familiar, comfortable position in an all too familiar and uncomfortable situation. Aaron is standing in between his legs with his hands hanging by his sides. Robert aches for his touch. 

They’ve been here before, god knows they’ve had their fair share of break-ups. But this time is different, this time it actually feels final. That’s why Robert is so reluctant to let go. Maybe, Robert thinks, that’s why Aaron hasn’t pushed him away yet either. 

He swallows down the sickness in his throat when he hears Aaron speak above him, breaking the silence.

‘We can’t do this anymore.’

It sounds like he’s been crying but Robert can’t brace himself to move and look up at his husband. Instead, he holds on tighter to his hoodie, tries to bury himself further into Aaron’s warmth. He feels safe here. He doesn’t want that feeling to stop.

Robert squeezes his eyes shut when he speaks, his voice is barely audible against Aaron’s stomach.

‘Don’t go.’

He repeats it over and over, softly begging until he feels his husband’s hands in his hair. He expects Aaron to nudge him away then, to remove himself from Robert’s desperate grasp and leave him. It’s what he deserves. He waits, but Aaron’s hands stay where they are. He finally returns Robert’s embrace. It’s familiar, it’s comfortable, it’s them. It’s everything Robert is terrified of losing.

They hold each other for a long time without saying anything. Robert knows that this is the end, but for a moment, in Aaron’s arms, he lets himself forget that they’re breaking. He lets himself forget he’s already broken.

anonymous asked:

Sorry to break some hearts but my brain put even more angst on the end of that fic. Just, if the threats started again and reader got in trouble and now I have the image of Greg crying while she's dying. Just, "I was supposed to protect you. I promised"... Ok.... I'll see myself out. -JM

A/N: You’ve inspired me to write an alternative ending darling! *hysterical evil laughing*

An alternative ending to this one shot- https://imaginedilestrade.tumblr.com/post/160490630033/im-going-to-take-advantage-that-your-requests-are


P.s I’m sorry 😭 not sorry

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Greg couldn’t help but smile watching you crack a joke with Donovan and Anderson. Your smile could brighten his day.

He grabbed a pile of important letters he had to read and reply to, he heard you laughing through the walls and let out a laugh himself as he slid his finger under the envelope seal and tore it open, paying more attention to you than the envelope itself. He took out the piece of paper and he felt his whole body go into shock. As if someone had dipped him in freezing water.

Only he would have rather had that than the letter he was holding in is hand. It was all too familiar.

It simply read, ‘You can’t protect Y/N forever’.

“Hey!” Greg didn’t even hear the door open and quickly crumpled the piece of paper up in his hand.

“H-hi!” He nervously stuttered out and you couldn’t help but furrow a suspicious brow.

“What’s that?” You slowly approached his desk.

“Oh nothing, just rubbish” he tried to calmly laugh it off and you nodded understandingly before quickly snatching it off his desk. You ran away from his grasp and opened it “No! Don’t!” Greg pleaded but it was too late, your eyes had already scanned over the words.

“How long?” You asked, trying not to let your nerves show.

Greg let out a defeated sigh “This has been the first”.

You tore it up with a small smile “We’ll get through this Greg,” you tossed the paper into the bin and walked over to a petrified looking Greg “Together this time”. You took his hands in yours and reassuringly squeezed them.

“I promise you,” Greg began looking deep into your eyes “I will protect you and I will always be there for you”. You nodded and wrapped your arms around Greg, he held you tightly as the both of you shared a hug “I love you” he spoke into your neck and it sounded slightly muffled.

“I love you too” you pulled away and gently kissed him, not removing your lips from Greg’s until Anderson disturbed the two of you by awkwardly clearing his throat.

You and Greg pulled away with bashful smiles “I should get back to Baker Street, John asked me to watch Rosie for a couple of hours”. You bid your goodbyes and made it to Baker Street, Sherlock and John left you with Rosie who was sound asleep so you grabbed one of Sherlock’s books that was lying about and made yourself a cup of tea.

Your phone buzzed and you smiled at the screen noticing it was a text from Greg ‘I’m just out of work, five more minutes until I see that beautiful face of yours (if traffic doesn’t hold me up!) x’.

You were about to text back when the front door shut and you stood up “You two are back ear-” your voice disappeared into thin air as you saw an unfamiliar figure standing in front of you with all black clothing and a shabby looking knitted balaclava on.

“He can’t protect you now” he man sneered and lunged forward, you could barley react as you felt a sharp pain spread outwards from your stomach. The man scampered out the flat and our hands shakily pressed against your wound.

You couldn’t move, you could barely register what was happening. You stood on the spot as a tear streamed down your cheek and then you tried to find your phone. You let out a groan that burned your throat as you walked into the kitchen table, your right hand pressing on it to support your body as your left fumbled with your phone and you pressed on John’s number, you considered phoning Greg but he would be driving and almost at Baker Street.

After two rings John picked up “Hello?”

“John get back here. Now” you breathed out and hung up before he could speak.

Just as you tossed your phone away Greg walked through the front door with a large smile spread over his face before it fell seeing the drops of bright red blood on the floor that lead to the kitchen.

“Y/N?” He called out in a shaky voice and turned around, seeing you hunched over the table. He ran to you and wrapped his arms around you just before you fell to the ground, the lack of blood going to your head was making you dizzy.

“It’s….it’s okay” you softly whispered out with a small smile.

“No! It’s not!” Greg cried out as tears streamed down his cheeks “I promised you! A few hours ago I promised to keep you safe! I was supposed to protect you!”

“I know but this isn’t your fault” your voice was barely audible, if you spoke any louder your voice would crack and you’d end up as a blubbering mess in your final moments.

Sherlock and John rushed up the stairs, already having a sense of dread from hearing your voice on the phone. John crouched down beside you as you lay on the flor with Greg still cradling you in his arms. You let out a small yelp as John forcefully pressed both hands on your stomach to compress the bleeding.

“We need to get her to the hospital,” John told Greg and Sherlock “Y/N probably has internal bleeding-”

You cut John off with a cocky smirk “That’s where the blood is supposed to be…”

John let out a broken laugh, wiping away a stray tear that left his eye. You swore you saw Sherlock tearing up too. “John, I’m no doctor but I know…” You weakly trailed off and John sent you a sympathetic smile.

“Know what?” Greg asked as if he was being conspired against. You let out a shaky breath and looked up to Greg as tears splashed on your face “No…” His throat completely closed “No!” He screamed out louder, sending a shockwave of guilt though the flat.

“Greg, please…this isn’t your fault” you tired to relieve some of the guilt he felt but he wouldn’t listen, he was frantically shaking his head as tears spilled from his eyes. You reached your hand up to cup his cheek and he stopped shaking his head.

He placed his hand over yours “This is not your fault,” you weakly spoke out in a stern voice “Okay?” Greg sent you a single nod and you smiled “I love you”.

“I love you too Y/N,” Greg breathed out “Y/N?” He noticed the sparkle in your eyes fade and he screamed out your name in an pained animalistic roar, he desperately tried to wake you by shaking your body but it went limp in his arms.

John asked Sherlock to pull Greg away as the doctor grabbed a blanket to place over you with a heavy heart. The ambulance arrived to take your body away and Greg got into the back of it.

“Why don’t you come with us?” John suggested, he wouldn’t know how Greg would cope being left in the back of the ambulance with your lifeless body.

“No,” Greg groggily replied and glanced over his shoulder to John “I promised I’d always be there”.

Musings time! (Basically, be ready for quite some rambling because I'm having a Shinya moment)

Ok so, i have never done this kind of thing, but I was scrolling through tumblr and suddenly I had a Shinya moment, or just call it epiphany, if you wish? Anyway, in spite of all those who just consider him a pure little soul, a precious cinnamon roll to protect (okay maybe protecting him wouldn’t be a bad idea?), I just wanted to focus on how really strong and potentially dark this character is. Gonna put it under cut because it’s really long, so read at your own risk…

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