see i told you it was good


Oh shit, I’m sorry.

Sorry for what? Command told us not to be ashamed of our black boxes, especially since they’re so high-spec and all.

Yeah I see that; Command gave you good advice.

I get stronger when I pull on it.


Sometimes, I pull on it so hard, I self-destruct.

Well uh, Command taught me a few things too, like how to not lose your memory by backing up your data inside your weapon, instead of using bandwidth.

Will you show me?

I’d be right happy to.

Steve: This attack plan looks really good

Tony: So do you, sweetheart.

Steve: …

Tony: *wiggles his eyebrows suggestively*

Steve: …

Steve: Meet me at the dorm in five.

Steve: *louder and slightly blushing* So we can…..discuss strategies.

Tony: *grinning* Strategies……sure, I like the sound of that.

*five minutes later*

Sam: We should have told them the dorm’s walls are pretty thin, shouldn’t we?

Peggy: Not if you don’t wanna see Captain America’s face the color of this carpet.

10 seconds || Dan Howell

A/N: this is a little idea I had, it’s something I guess. 

Word Count: 1.2K

POV: Reader


Originally posted by danteko

Keeping a relationship a secret is a good idea, right?

No, not at all.

‘Can’t wait to see you tonight, baby.’

I read Dan’s text message with a huge smile as I stood in front of my closet, trying to figure out what to wear. There were so many options and at the same time there were none.

Dan and I had been dating-ish for two months now without telling anybody. We were afraid of how people would react since nobody would have ever expected us two to get together. We wanted to be sure about this before we told somebody else.

It was a Friday night and Dan’s friends were throwing a party. He invited me to come with him, not as his date though. I was worried about who to talk to tonight since none of my close friends were going and I also didn’t know about how to interact with Dan in public.

I had to park my car a little further away from the house where the party was held at because all of the good parking spots were taken already, signalizing that a lot of people came.

As I walked into the big house so late that Dan must have arrived an hour ago, I immediately spotted him drinking beer with his friends. They were joking about something and laughing out loud from time to time. Since Dan and his friends were by far the most popular and attractive guys in our town a lot of females were surrounding them, trying to start a conversation.

I had to stop myself from smiling at Dan who noticed me the second I walked into the room. He was clearly checking me out in my dress that wasn’t too fancy but he seemed to like it anyway. I also had to stop myself from telling those girls to back off my boyfriend.

Sweaty bodies were dancing to music that was shitty and way too loud. There was alcohol everywhere and people were flirting with strangers while getting drunk. A typical teenager party therefore. Some people just live for weekends like this.

I talked to a few girls that I knew from school. They were updating me on all the recent gossip since I wasn’t good with stuff like that. I never hung out with the ‘cool and scandalous kids’.

“I heard Tiffany tell her friends at school today that she wants to get with Dan tonight.” Jessica, one of the girls I had chemistry class with told me under her breath. I nearly chocked on my drink at her words.

“Dan as in Dan Howell?” I asked her, gritting my teeth while trying to not sound too interested.

“What other Dan is there?” She wanted to know, indirectly answering my question.

Great. Miss Popular was after my guy not knowing that he was already taken. By me!

“Let’s play Truth or Dare” Somebody shouted in between two songs. The response was quite diverse. Some people seemed to really hate the game while others seemed to love it.

“C’mon let’s play.” Jessica excitedly exclaimed, grabbed my arm and dragged me along with her.

“I really don’t wan-“ I was in the middle of saying as she made me sit down on the floor where everybody who was playing was already gathered in a circle.

My eyes suddenly landed on Dan who was sat right opposite me. He didn’t look that comfortable either and I could clearly hear his friend Jason tell him “I bet it will be fun, don’t be so boring!”

There was a little twinkle in Dan’s eyes as he saw me and he raised his eyebrow surprised to see me here. He was looking as handsome as ever. His hair was a little bit curly and he was wearing the black leather jacket that I loved so much on him.  

A guy I had never seen around before started spinning an empty glass bottle and it landed right on Jason, making Dan smirk.

“Truth or Dare” the guy asked Jason. He obviously said ‘Dare’ since he was an outgoing guy and up for almost any challenge.

“I dare you to knock on the neighbour’s door in just your underwear and ask him if you can borrow a jar of peanut butter.”

“What the fuck, mate?!” Jason shouted as everybody laughed and some girls giggled.

“What’s wrong with you?” he asked the guy who dared him to do this as he started to take off his shirt, revealing his toned chest.

People started to whistle as Jason walked to the door and opened it wearing nothing but his boxers.

“It’s freezing outside!” he complained as he wrapped his arms around his own body for warmth, shielding his nipples from the cold air of the night.

He quickly ran across the street, as he saw that no car was in sight. The neighbour, a 50 year old man, was not too pleased to see Jason.

“I’m going to call the cops, you dumb pack of teenagers!” he shouted after Jason as he sprinted back into the house after he was obviously denied some peanut butter.

We were laughing our butts off while Jason’s cheeks were bright red from running and embarrassment.

“It will be fun, right?” Dan asked Jason, making me giggle.

We continued playing and after a few rounds the bottle still hadn’t landed on me or Dan. One of Tiffany’s friends was just dared by a guy to take her shirt off was now spinning the bottle in a pink Victoria Secrets bra.

It landed on the devil herself, Tiffany.

“Dare” she said and I already had a weird feeling in my stomach region.

“I dare you to kiss Dan for at least 10 seconds.”

My mouth hung open as I tried to suppress a gasp.

Tiffany was seductively smirking at my boyfriend whose eyes had grown wide in shock. He was taking a quick glance at me. His face spoke of panic as Tiffany said, “A dare is a dare, right?”

With that being said she pressed her lips onto my boyfriend’s, making my heart sink. And those 10 seconds were the hardest 10 seconds of my life.


I swallowed hard although my mouth was completely dry


I tried looking away, but I couldn’t 


My blood started to boil as I watched Tiffany eagerly kiss my boyfriend


My cheeks grew bright red as anger filled every inch of my body


I wanted to rip my heart out just so it wouldn’t hurt that much


I wanted to yell for them to stop but I had to sit here in silence


My hands started to shake with anger as they were clenched into fists


My eyes got watery and the first tears were about to spill


I decided to get up and leave, not being able to bear this anymore


I lef-

Dan pushed Tiffany off his body right before I could get up to leave.

“Y/N is my girlfriend!” he shouted and all eyes suddenly landed on me.

It’s been 3 hours and I’m still not over Antoine dragging Marca like that. 

Atleti fans have to listen to these stupid rumours day after day. These fans are told everyday that Atleti isn’t “good enough” for all these outstanding players. 
In these 5 days of International break, press has already “sold” Antoine (several times), Simeone, Gimenez, Lucas, Theo, Saúl…

It’s very refreshing to see one of our players, and Grizi no less, telling the press off for their poor behaviour. It gives the fans a bit of a break between all this media shitstorm.

Merci Antoine, Atleti fans deserve someone like you.

I felt a little down when I woke up. I was just laying in bed and thinking of all the things I had to do but don’t want to do or somehow can’t manage to do. I thought that going to the gym would help a bit so I did. When I checked for sport clothes I noticed that I didn’t have any of my usual running pants… Instead I had that short. But I hate shorts because I don’t feel good in it (plus, it’s not always useful for running) and I’m worried of what people my think because you can see cellulite and everything. Anyway… I decided to overcome that and told myself that my body deserves to exercise, and fuck what people might think because I’m here to improve myself! 💪💖

anonymous asked:

Hey ghost mama, T~T I just finally realized that I'm in love with my same sex friend. I knew we wouldn't work out (live 4 hours apart and we can't handle far distance). I told her how I felt and she said that she just see's me as a friend and idk what to do! I know it wouldn't have work but I keep thinking about what if she had said yes (iДi)good vibes pls ty ghosty

aaaAA good vibes, one day you’ll find someone and things will work out and it’ll be perfect yes yes yes

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QR: Love this world!

:D Hope to see more of it, not just in-between stories, but continuations! :) What happens next with MinChae?!?!? (I should keep a tally of how many shifty eyes I get!) <3

“This is unacceptable,” Mother said coolly to the sharehouse coordinator after waving off the interpreter. Once she established everyone spoke English, Mother went after them. Min-Jae stood off to the side with Eun-Chae and her mother. It was probably good that her father wasn’t getting in until later. “We were told that there would be room enough for Eun-Chae Lee’s assistant and translator. We gave you all of his information, including his passport and student identification numbers. It cannot be a surprise that he is a boy.”

“Yes, we are aware she has special needs but we assumed you would send a girl. It is inappropriate to have a boy living in a girls’ dormitory. He cannot stay here, let alone in the same room with her. There are other girls living here and–”

"I want a refund.” Mother pulled out her phone. She called her assistant and started giving orders. Min-Jae often felt bad for Hee-Jin but Mother had trained her to be the best assistant in the world. Twice people had tried to steal her from Mother but her loyalty was beyond reproach.

“Rachel,” Writer Cha cut in. She spoke in Korean and it clearly annoyed the dorm manager. “A refund won’t cover renting a separate apartment. “We can’t afford something like that.”

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Text || Deon's contacts

Aunt V: Hello everyone, this is Deon’s aunt Vivian. Vanessa may have told some of you already, but I wanted to let you that Tiny suffered a massive heart attack a few days ago. And while the doctors say he has a good chance to make a recovery, he still hasn’t woken up yet. All I ask is that you keep him in your thoughts while he recovers, and hopefully he will be able to talk to you all again himself. Thank you all and have a blessed day.


there’s a good reason these tables are numbered honey, you just haven’t thought of it yet // panic! at the disco

  • if you did something purely for the fun of it today i am proud of you
  • if you treated yourself to your favourite food today i am proud of you
  • if you bought something pretty for yourself today i am proud of you
  • if you remembered to take your meds and eat today i am proud of you
  • if you did your laundry or made your bed today i am proud of you
  • if you read or painted or wrote something today i am proud of you
  • if you wore your comfiest sweater today i am proud of you
  • if you drank lots of water or took a walk today i am proud of you 
  • if you told yourself you look good today i am proud of you 
  • if you treated yourself with kindness today i am proud of you
  • for all the small achievements that no one else sees i am proud of you, and i hope you are, too.

This new video of Jon Stewart recounting an epic Twitter war with Donald Trump is the number one trending video on YouTube right now

Dang, this story is really good. (Yes, it goes on.) Stewart told his tale at a Stand Up For Heroes benefit in New York on Tuesday night. And, you lucky thing, you can see the full video here.

Gifs: Jacob Cahan


Day Seventy-Four

-Update on my gradual descent into coffee-drinking: Due to lack of resources and need for sleep-substitute, I drank a large cup of coffee with minimal creamer. I was able to finish the whole drink without being overly disgusted. I am more upset with myself than the coffee at this point.

-An older woman began raving about how nice it was of me to scan a coupon for her. She had been cordial enough before, but she suddenly dropped her conversational tone, looked me directly in the eye, and told me that something good would happen to me today. I feel that I may have been blessed by a benevolent witch today and I hope to see how this pans out.

-Upon checking a woman’s ID, I found that her name was Sandrade. You know, like Sandra Dee, except wrong.

-I stumbled across evidence of several gift card having been shoplifted. I have no problem with this crime and, in fact, wish whoever took them a long and happy life surrounded by their newfound unactivated scraps of plastic.

-A magazine at my lane posed the philosophical question, “What if your boobs could talk?” I did not care enough to pick it up and read it myself, but I can assume it simply outlined the only possible conversation: “Who said that? What the hell? My boobs can talk? Have my nipples been small mouths all along? Quite down down there!” This entire exchange would naturally take place in a hastily-called Uber on the way to a mastectomy clinic.

-I had never considered this to be necessary, but I would now like to formally request that you do not hurriedly approach a cashier with one hand firmly buried in your pocket and a menacing look on your face.

-I have come to the realization that the entire brand of humor I use for my Target stories is essentially just John Mulaney’s stand-up specials. Apparently, everyone already knew this. I am far from upset about this discovery. 

-I find that there is a direct correlation between days in which I drink coffee and days in which I have my most entertaining stories.

-I sold someone a book with a battery pack in the back. I do not know why this book needs batteries, but the future is here, and it is incredible.

 -Yesterday, a bookshelf rang up as a a box of baby diapers. After three attempts, it deleted the entire transaction. Today, a box of cooking utensils rang up as a wedding registry. There is a conspiracy afoot with no clear endgame, but I will not let my guard down.

-I heard the cashier at the cafe call out an order, “Pepperoni breadsticks!” For the brief moment before I realized it was a combo, I was thrilled to believe that my letter-writing campaign to Pizza Hut had worked out and the menu was finally being expanded.


On 25th March the three Baltic States of Estonia, Latvia and Lithuania will be commemorating March Deportation, during which over 100 000 people across the three nations were violently ripped from their homes and sent to Siberia in cattle cars. This is a national tragedy and extremely sad day in all three countries.

Out of respect for the victims of deportations, please do not:

  • Try to teach Estonians, Latvians and Lithuanians about their countries histories or how the deportations happened as most Estonians, Latvians and Lithuanians have relatives who’ve told them first-hand experience of the events;
  • Make comments that implicate that the deportations were harder on the cartoon personification of the Baltic States than they were on actual people living in the Baltic countries;
  • Make fun of the events in any way or comment in such ways as “oh, I was having a good day”, should one see discussions about the events;
  • Create fanart or fanfictions of the events, nor roleplay the events in any sitting

Thank you

ok lol kuroo adores bokuto for sure but i don’t see why people write him as utterly on board with bokuto’s shit all the time while akaashi is frustrated and annoyed

whenever we see kuroo talking about bokuto off screen he’s almost always talking about how annoying he is. i mean, we see him playing along and having fun and it’s clear he fucking adores bokuto but still, he’s always like “what an idiot” from afar. and he thinks it’s hiliarious

on the other hand the second anyone talks to akaashi about bokuto while bokuto’s not present he’s all like “lol yes our ace who is amazing and reliable and what a good guy have i told you how wonderful he is i mean sure he has his flaws but wow what a guy.” i mean, akaashi hardly ever says anything positive about bokuto to his face but behind his back i don’t think i can recall akaashi saying a single bad thing about him without at the very least saying it’s not a big deal given what’s good about him

so yes. kuroo loves his idiot friend, akaashi is in deep

They told us many times they were giving us more than we expect. We’re the ones who watch for that stuff, we’re the ones they warned. We of all people should see this.

“Back 4 more” tweets

“People always give up after 3”

“There now may be too many endings”

“I don’t like loose ends, not on my watch”

“It’s not a trick it’s a plan”

“Give the people what they want”

“I love a good acronym, all the best secret societies have them”

“Is tea… code?”

“Intuitions shouldn’t be ignored”

“Nothing is impossible. You of all people should know that.”

Random headcanon

Harley always forces J to play games with her when she’s bored and one of her favorites was Twister since she assumed her gymnastic skills would mean she’d win (until she quickly remembered J doesn’t play fair after being shoved out of her winning spot for the 10th time

isabel’s grandfather is abusive