so i throw my hands up

i.
you were my anchor but now I need to learn how to stay steady without you. when night hits i hit back harder. when morning gets here I’m bruised and aching but I’m still here so it counts it counts it counts.

ii.
every time I have a dream about you, I wake up crying. last night you loved me and the night before you didn’t. once you told me you had a dream we were together and I still think about that, but only when I’m trying to convince myself you were good, too.

iii.
i’ve never known how to say goodbye so I keep saying hello but you don’t want to hear it anymore so I’ve stopped calling. the cards are in your hands and if I were you I’d throw the deck but this was never my decision it was always yours and you made that pretty clear when you chose her.

iv.
i’m not petty I’m just tired. its okay and it’s not. every song hurts but so does silence. i keep trying to wake up but the punches aren’t landing. nothing is impacting.

v.
nothing is impacting.

—  can’t get a grip can’t get better– lily rain

*Throws pen across the room, throws hands in the air triumphantly*

ahhhh. I knew I was gonna screw this up. I tried a new coloring style and i shOULDN’T HAVE DONE THAT WHY.

aNYWAYS, it’s finally done. My self-indulgent set of Saeran Choi doodles. 

My favorite edgy hacker boy.

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@pangur-and-grim

This is Lady. I rescued her from a trailer park where she didn’t have an owner, just the lady that fed the stray cats and let them come inside. She was a little sneezy baby and the first cat in the trailer park that ever let me get close enough to pet them. I heard her breathing poorly and so I picked her up to try and find her owner otherwise I was gonna take her to our local shelter. She just sat on my chest and purred away. I found the woman caring for her and she said I could take her home. I was actually on a delivery so the next day when I didn’t work I came back and picked her up. She has been spoiled since.

She is always in the same room as me. She follows me everywhere. She LOVES to play fetch with milk rings. She will bring the toy to me to throw. If I don’t throw it within a time frame acceptable to her she will start to paw at my arm or hand.

She will sleep next to me and I keep her cat bed by my pillow.

She bleps because when she stretches, especially if she arches her back and sticks her head in, her tongue sticks out and she forgets to stick it in back.

A lil sunshine in these scary times...

So, my friends and I are sitting in a Krispy Kreme just eating our donuts, chatting, whatevs. Out of the corner of my eye I see this country ass teenage boy walking up to us. Like, a Trump-supporter-looking dude with a country accent so thick that it was almost comical. Of course, my first thought is oh shit, he’s going to say something ignorant. Ya know, given that we’re sitting here in Columbus, MS and I have a pride flag painted on my face from an event earlier in the day. He approaches me and says, “Excuse me, but is that flag painted on your face meant to represent… you know…” 

“Gay people?” at this point in this interaction I was ready to throw hands so tbh my tone was more than a little bitchy. After I say this I see him hand me a piece of paper, and think it’s probably a pamphlet for a church or something so I can be “healed.” 

Then the biggest plot twist of my life happened. The piece of paper was a huge #gaypride sticker?? He said, “I wasn’t trying to be rude or anything. I made some of these for a friend and had an extra and I thought you might like it.” So that’s the story of how I thought I was going to have to fight a hick in a donut shop but ended up with a super gay sticker.

  • Harry, challengingly: yeah? Try me
  • Draco: I would if you weren't so oblivious and picked up on my constant flirting
  • Harry: what?
  • Draco: *throws hands in the air*
  • Draco: *walks away mumbling* my father will hear about this
The Little Brit, Part 2 | Jughead Jones x Reader

Originally posted by lodges-veronica

Originally posted by stydiaislove

  Part 1

I wake up, the smile’s still on my face from last nights encounter.

“(Y/N),” I hear mum shout from downstairs.

“I’m up,” I yell back stretching out my arms before throwing my covers off my body and heading down to greet my parents and grab something to eat. “Excited for your first day?” my mum asks putting a plate of bacon and eggs in front of me.

“Nervous. I met a few other kids in my year at the diner last night, they seemed really nice.” She clasps her hands together.

“Oh, sweetie that’s lovely!”

    I shrug hoping she was right finishing up with my breakfast before continuing to get ready for school. I was used to wearing a uniform back home so being able to wear whatever to school was a weird concept for me to grasp as I stand infront of my wardrobe, clothes littering my bedroom floor. I huff to myself glancing at the clock. 10 minutes before I have to start my walk to school and I’m nowhere near ready. 

“You okay sweetie?” my mum asks from my door. I nod throwing together and outfit.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I’m going to head in early to get my timetable.“ She smiles hugging me briefly before bidding goodbye as she heads into work. I grab my bag and rush down the steps walking toward school. 

    As i get closer to the school I glance around to see other kids loitering out front, all in small groups, all seemed to be caught up in their own conversation to see me nervously wonder through trying to locate the front office. 

“(Y/N),” I turn to see Betty waving from across the hall weaving her way through the crowd till she reached me.

“Hey,” I smile warmly adjusting my bag on my shoulder.

“I’m actually showing you around today- I already got your schedule,“ I breathe a sigh of relief.

 “Thank you.” The bell rings loudly.

“I’ll walk you to your first class and then we can meet up at lunch. You can seat with me and the gang.” I smile. 

“Thank you so much.” She throws her arm around my shoulder and gives me a small squeeze.

“You’re very welcome!” 


    The lunch bells rings and I breathe a sigh of relief slipping my books into my bag and heading toward the school yard, my eyes scanning for Betty and Veronica. My palms grow sweaty as I struggle to find the blonde and raven haired girls, my heart rate starts to grow and I consider turning around and finding somewhere else to eat when someone whistles catching my attention.

“Little Brit!” I turn and see Veronica standing up from her seat waving me over. I smile and walk over sitting inbetween the two girls.

“Gosh i thought I was never going to find you guys!” I giggle. 

“How’s class been so far?” I nod noticing Archie, Jughead & an unfamiliar boy approach the table taking their seats.

“It’s actually been really good, easier than I thought- Besides the whole having to introduce yourself every lesson. I swear teachers do it just to torture us!“ I breathe out realising I was mumbling.“I’m thinking of trying out for a slot in the music class, I’ve heard that the music teacher here is really good. She does private classes? Isn’t that right Archie?” He chokes on his lunch and goes red in the face. The whole group looks at me with a shock expression.

“What?” I laugh innocently glancing over to Jughead who looks lost. “Miss Grundy told me she was helping you with songwriting, was I mistaking?” He clears his throat and shakes his head. 

“Oh, right, yeah, she’s been helping me a lot actually- with the song writing, yeah…” I laugh at his sudden change in mood. 

“Anyways I heard Betty that you run the “Blue & Gold”. I was wondering if I was able to help? I wrote back home for my school newsletter and I thought I could help you reboot the paper.“ She smiles.

“That would be awesome! Jug and I have been working a lot lately with the paper, right Jug?” We all turn to face him only for him to be staring right at me. I go red and Archie nudges Jughead with his elbow.

“Juggie,“ Betty pesters. He jolts upright fixing his beanie, his eyes darting to us all.

“Yo,” I laugh and look at the others. “Did you not hear anything Betty and I were saying?” He laughs awkwardly under his breath scratching the back of his neck.

“I swear I was listening I just-”

“Got lost in her voice,” Veronica teases making him go red.

“I just.. um… I have… um… you know what nevermind,“ he rambles pushing his food around the tray. 

“I was talking to Betty about the Blue & Gold.” He nods.

“Yeah we run it. You can… um… are you… did you want to help us?” he finally gets out looking toward me smiling sweetly.

“It’d be an honour Jug. I’d be more than happy to help you and B out.” He smiles. 

“Why don’t the three of us go to Pop’s after chool and talk more about the paper?“ I suggest. 

“Oh, I’m sorry but I have plans today,” Betty replies.

“Okay, maybe just me and you Jug?” He almost spits out the juice in his mouth glancing to Archie with wide eyes.

“Of course!” He almost shouts. “I mean, yeah, of course, I’ll bring my laptop and show you some stuff,” he tries to act cool adjusting his beanie and glancing past me. 

“Cool, it’s a date,“ I smile catching his gaze.

"It’s a date love,” he smiles back.

— Rosie🌹

The seven foot land slide

My players were faced with this seven foot land slide in a cave, the Druid and Bard scale the loose earth and rock easily rolling 21 and 23 (after their ability modifier). The Barbarian tries to climb up the earth and slides back down then the Dwarf climbs over him and slides down into him knocking them both down.

Barbarian- “You know you’re so tiny I could just launch you up there…”
Before he can disagree the barbarian balls up the dwarf and places him in his bicep with his head in his hand.

Druid and Bard- “DONT THROW THE DWARF!”

Barbarian-*rolls nat 20 on strength check to throw Thorn* “IM THROWIN THE DWARRRRFFFF!!!”

Dwarf makes it safely up top

Barbarian- rolls 5 or 6 more times but fails to scale the land slide “Can someone like… throw me a rope…”

lorde said she was gonna release new music in 2016 and yet here, halfway through august, there is still no new album. i have descended into a lorde-gothic state. royals comes on the radio. i think about changing it every time, but i never do. i’m dancing in this world alone. i thought lorde would be here but she isn’t. i’m so tired of being told to throw my hands up in the air but i don’t know where else to throw them. so there. where is lorde. when will i be free? she said me she’d tell me what that big word means, but i am still waiting… she’s little but she’s coming for us. when lorde? when

with you

for my hp girls @poppypomfrey & @bisexualbvffy. love you. 


I miss him. I miss him. Have I said that yet? Because I do. I miss him and it is awful and I cannot help myself.

“Snape’s an arse. He always was an arse.” Marlene says, throwing a Quaffle in the air and lying on my bed when we’re meant to be studying for charms. I grip my bedpost. Dorcas leans over and hits her.

“McKinnon, shut up.” She looks over at me, gently, like I am delicate. Easily startled. “You don’t need him, Lily. You have us.”

Only- now here is the worst part, the part I can’t ever tell anyone. Occasionally I think I would give them all up if only to have him back. Not how he is now but how he was before, when we were nine years old, on a swing, in a park, with the sun everywhere. That makes me awful. What he did makes me sick and I continue to miss him regardless.

“Lily, please” he hisses at me in potions, because has Slughorn partnered us up again, “I’ll do anything.” his voice cracks on the last word, and I almost give in right there. But then- the field, with everybody staring, wind blowing hair in my face, my heart a chutney in my chest. I set my jaw.

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Narrados en una canción (P. 2)
  • ARIES: Houdini - Foster The People

Rise above going to start the war
What you want, what you need,
What’d you come here for?
Well, an eye for an eye
And an ‘F’ for fight
They’re taking me down as a prisoner’s riot

I’ve got shackles on, my words are tied
Fear can make you compromise
Lights turned up, it’s hard to hide
Sometimes I want to disappear

Focus on your ability
Focus on your ability
Now focus on your ability
Focus on your ability

  • TAURO: The Lazy Song - Bruno Mars

Today I don’t feel like doing anything
I just want to lay in my bed
Don’t feel like picking up my phone,
So leave a message at the tone
Because today I swear I’m not doing anything

I’m going to kick my feet up then stare at the fan
Turn the TV on, throw my hand in my pants
Nobody’s going to tell me I can’t

Tomorrow I’ll wake up, do some P90X
Find a really nice girl,
Have some really nice sex
And she’s going to scream out
This is great
-Oh my god, this is great-

Oh yes, I said it, I said it
I said it 'cause I can

  • GÉMINIS: Chandelier - Sia

Party girls don’t get hurt
Can’t feel anything, when will I learn?
I push it down, push it down
I’m the one for a good time call
Phone’s blowing up, ringing my doorbell
I feel the love, I feel the love

I’m going to swing from the chandelier
From the chandelier
I’m going to live like tomorrow doesn’t exist
Like it doesn’t exist
I’m going to fly like a bird through the night
Feel my tears as they dry
I’m going to swing from the chandelier
From the chandelier

But I’m holding on for dear life
Won’t look down, won’t open my eyes
Keep my glass full until morning light
Because I’m just holding on for tonight
Help me, I’m holding on for dear life
Won’t look down, won’t open my eyes
Keep my glass full until morning light
Because I’m just holding on for tonight
On for tonight

  • CÁNCER: One Way Or Another - Blondie

One way or another I’m going to find you
I’m going to get you, get you, get you, get you
One way or another I’m going to win you
I’m going to get you, get you, get you, get you
One way or another I’m going to see you
I’m going to meet you, meet you, meet you, meet you
One day maybe next week, I’m going to meet you
I’m going to meet you, I’ll meet you 

I’ll walk down the mall
Stand over by the wall
Where I can see it all, find out who you call
Lead you to the supermarket checkout
Some specials and rat food
Get lost in the crowd 

  • LEO: Primadonna Girl - Marina And The Diamonds

Primadonna girl, yeah,
All I ever wanted was the world,
I can’t help that I need it all,
The primadonna life, the rise and fall,
You say that I’m kinda difficult,
But it’s always someone else’s fault,
Got you wrapped around my finger, babe,
You can count on me to misbehave…

Primadonna girl,
Would you do anything for me?,
Buy a big diamond ring for me?,
Would you get down on your knees for me?,
Pop that pretty question right now baby…

Beauty queen on a silver screen,
Living life like I’m in a dream,
I know I’ve got a big ego,
I really don’t know why it’s such a big deal, though…

  • VIRGO: Boulevard Of Broken Dreams - Green Day

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don’t know where it goes
But it’s home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the boulevard of broken dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I’m the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone I walk alone
I walk alone and I walk

My shadow’s the only one that walks beside me
My shallow hearts the only thing that’s beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
Till then I’ll walk alone

  • LIBRA: Pretty Hurts - Beyoncé

Pretty hurts
Shine the light on whatever’s worse
Perfection is the disease of a nation
Pretty hurts
Shine the light on whatever’s worse
Tryna fix something
But you can’t fix what you can’t see
It’s the soul that needs the surgery

Just another stage
Pageant the pain away
This time I’m gonna take the crown
Without falling down, down

Ain’t no doctor or therapeutic that can take the pain away
The pain’s inside
And nobody frees you from your body
It’s the soul that needs surgery
It’s my soul that needs surgery
Plastic smiles and denial can only take you so far
And you break when the paper signs you in the dark
You left a shattered mirror
And the shards of a beautiful girl

  • ESCORPIO: Don’t Cry - Guns N’ Roses

Don’t you cry tonight
I still love you, baby
Don’t you cry tonight
Don’t you cry tonight
There’s a heaven above you baby
And don’t you cry tonight

Give me a whisper
And give me a sigh
Give me a kiss before you tell me goodbye
Don’t you take it so hard now
And please don’t take it so bad
I’ll still be thinking of you
And the times we had, baby

And please remember that I never lied
And please remember how I felt inside
Now honey, you got to make it your own way
But you’ll be alright now, sugar
You’ll feel better tomorrow
Come the morning light now baby 

  • SAGITARIO: West Coast - Lana Del Rey

Down on the West Coast
They got a saying:
“If you’re not drinking, then you’re not playing”
But you’ve got the music
You’ve got the music in you, don’t you?

You push it hard I pull away
I’m feeling hot and on fire
I guess that no one ever really
Made me feel that much higher
Te deseo cariño, boy it’s you I desire
Your love, your love, my love

I can see my baby swinging
His Parliament’s on fire
And his hands are up on the balcony
And I’m singing oh baby, oh baby, I’m in love
I can see my sweet boy swaying
He’s crazy y cubano como yo my love
On the balcony and I’m saying
Move baby, move baby, I’m in love…

  • CAPRICORNIO: Viva La Vida - Coldplay

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
Listened as the crowd would sing:
“Now the old king is dead, long live the king”

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

  • ACUARIO: Imagine - John Lennon

Imagine all the people
Living for today…
Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do

Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace…

You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world…

  • PISCIS: Some Nights - FUN

Some nights I stay up
Cashing in my bad luck
Some nights I call it a draw
Some nights I wish that my lips
Could build a castle
Some nights I wish they’d just fall off

That’s alright, I found a martyr in my bed tonight
Stopped my bones
From wondering who I, who I am, who I and who am I?

Well some nights, I wish that this all would end
Because I could use some friends for a change
And some nights, I’m scared you’ll forget me again
Some nights, I always win, I always win

Duraznito-.

Imagine: SingleDad!Ashton inviting you to the BBQ Luke & his girlfriend throw every summer and you meet everyone.


“I’m not so sure about this Ash,” you muttered from the passenger seat of his SUV, trying desperately not to wake up the sleeping three year old in the back seat.

“Babe,” he chuckled, grabbing your hand from your lap and lifting it up to his lips.  “Stop stressing.”

You shook your head some, trying to fight the nerves in your stomach.  “That’s easy for you to say, these are all of your friends.”

“And you’re my girlfriend,” he grinned, lacing his fingers with yours, placing them comfortably on his thigh.  “They’ve been dying to meet you for months now.  To be honest, I’ve never seen Calum more offended than when he found out you’d already met Fletch,” he said, flicking his eyes to the rear view mirror where he watched his son continue to sleep peacefully.  “I think he was more mad that Fletcher had a new favorite person.”  Your cheeks flushed at his statement as a warmth grew in your heart.  Fletcher was by far the cutest kid you had ever laid your eyes on and although he seemed to practically adore you, the feeling was very much mutual.

“Okay so there’s Luke and Eliza, right?” you sighed, trying to distract yourself from the nerves by trying to memorize names in advance.

“Yeah, and their little girl Emily,” Ashton nodded.

“Then Calum and… Nadia?”

“Mhmm, and they’re-”

“About to have a boy,” you finished his sentence, already knowing the answer from how many times Ashton had excitedly returned home from nights with Calum who was anxiously getting dad advice from him.

“And Michael and Steph have the twins?” you wracked your brain to try and remember their names.

“Alex and Rebecca,” Ashton smiled, giving you an encouraging look.  “They’re going to love you.”

“I hope so,” you sighed, as Ashton slowed in front of a large home, turning into the already crowded driveway.  “How many people come to this thing?” You questioned as you counted the amount of cars.

“We’re here?” you heard Fletcher ask in a groggy voice from the back seat.

Ashton stifled his laugh at your clear terror and turned to face his son.  “Yeah bud, you ready?”  Fletcher nodded, fighting against his booster seat as you and Ashton stepped out of the car and assisted him with the buckles before he went barreling towards the house.

“You ready?” Ashton questioned as he shut the car door and reached for your hand, which you instinctively laced with his.

“Let’s do this,” you sighed, as he pulled you closer and placed a gentle kiss to your temple.

The two of your made it through the large home as you soaked in the feeling of family.  There were pictures of the band scattered among pictures of a sweet looking little girl and her two parents which you immediately noted were the famous Luke and Eliza you’d heard so much about.  As you made towards the back of the house, the sound of people talking became louder.  The second your two stepped into view, the crowd of people turned towards the door, followed by a warm welcome.

“There he is!” Luke smiled wide as he walked away from his post at the grill, and made his way over to the two of you.

“Hey man,” Ashton returned his smile and gave him a quick hug before Luke turned to you.

“You must be Y/N,” he smiled, holding out his hand for your to shake.  “I’ve heard so much about you.  I’m Luke.”

You shook his hand lightly and laughed, hoping Ashton hadn’t said anything too crazy.  “It’s nice to finally meet you.”  The tension you had felt before started to fade as Ashton introduced you to what you now realized was practically an extension to Ashton’s family.

“So you’re Y/N,” you heard a voice state from behind you.

Turning around you made eye contact with a tall tan man who had his arm wrapped around a very pregnant woman.  Calum and Nadia, you noted, finally putting faces to the names.

“And you must be Calum and Nadia,” you smiled, as Calum practically engulfed you in a hug.

“Good to finally meet the woman Fletcher never stops talking about,” Calum grinned as Fletcher came sprinting into view for an instant, being chased by two other little kids.

“Ashton likes talking about you too,” Nadia giggled as Ashton wrapped his arm around you from behind.

“She’s pretty likable,” Ashton grinned, as he handed you a drink.

Michael was the last to walk over, mostly because he was trying desperately to capture the two balls of energy that had been chasing Fletcher around the yard since you’d arrived.  “Hi,” he sighed, clearly out of breathe.

“This is Michael,” Ashton laughed, patting Michael on the back as Michael tried to catch his breath.

“Mike, this is Y/N,” Ashton gestured to you as you gave a small wave.  “And this is Steph,” he stated as a woman, handed Michael a beer and kissed his cheek.

“Nice to meet you,” you smiled some, as they embraced you in yet another hug.

“You’re just as gorgeous as Ashton said you would be,” Steph stated, causing the heat to rise in your cheeks again.

The rest of the day was spent lounging around the yard as the children ran back and forth, playing some make believe game that had captured their attention for hours.  You’d sufficiently been accepted into this little piece of family Ashton had formed over the years.

As the night grew to a close, Fletcher had found his way onto your lap and had dozed off as the parents continued to have “grown up talk,” as the sun set and the stars came out.  You hadn’t realized how long it had been until you had felt a yawn fall from your own lips.

Ashton stood from his chair and helped you out of yours with Fletcher’s arms wrapped around your neck.  You’d never felt so at home than with these two boys in your life, and after today your little family had expanded as well.  As everyone gave you a farewell hug and you shared contact numbers in order to plan further play dates and shopping excursions with the girls later in the week, you knew you’d found a place for yourself in this growing group of people Ashton liked to call “home.”

Antifeats

One player took an antifeat making it so their character could not be healed by magic. He decided to try fighting in a tavern’s brawling pit. I (DM) had figured they had clerics on hand for patching up the fighters after the battle. The character goes up against the champion and looses

Player: How did they heal him?

Me: They have clerics on hand.

Player: But the–

Me: *huge grin* For shits and giggles roll a death saving throw.

Player with the antifeat: *natural one*

The dubbed non-magical healer (so that character wouldn’t die as easily as the antifeat is supposed to make it) climbs down, takes care of him, then starts lecturing the amazed bunch of recently confused clerics about anatomy.

Chastity’s (Part 1 of 2)

Summary: Castiel has a crush on a cute librarian, but both of them are too shy to say anything to each other. That is, until Cas discovers the reader isn’t just a librarian. (Again, I am THE WORST AT SUMMARIES.) 

Credits to @otpisms for this idea, which I got from OTP Idea #466 :-)

Pairing: Castiel x Librarian/Stripper!Reader

Word Count: 2.2k

Warnings: language, Cas gets a boner, the last line of this fic is A TOTAL PUN bc im the worst, TFW goes to a strip club, yeah idk I’ve never been to a strip club so idk how accurate my descriptions are hahaha. I’m going off of what I’ve seen in movies/tv shows. NEXT PART’S GONNA BE SMUT

A/N: yeah this was gonna be a oneshot but I figured it’d work better as two parts. 

x

“I dunno man, I can’t find anything here about crocottas,” Sam sighed, slamming another lore book closed and throwing his hands up in defeat.

Cas looked at him and Dean with hopeful eyes, a shy smile appearing on his face. “Perhaps we could go to the public library again, then?”

Dean shot Cas a knowing smirk. “Cas, you just wanna go to the library so you can see that girl again.”

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I Like Your Bed More Than Mine (Steve Rogers X Reader)

One thing you hated about training with Steve, was how he was too focused on releasing his anger rather than paying attention to you going through sheetrock. There have been mishaps where you’ve gone through a wall due to his concentration, and he’s apologized many times for that, but you could never seem to avoid being thrown against the floor and leaving a large dent.

“Okay! Time! Time!” You called, rolling into a fetal position and groaning in pain.

“Oh crap! I’m so sorry, (Y/N)! I keep throwing you into the.. Floor” the words seemed utterly familiar to his mouth, throwing his hand out to help you up, but feeling blood rush to his feet when you didn’t get up right away. “Steve, I think I dislocated my shoulder” you muttered, as his eyes widened.

“Oh my god, I’m really sorry! I-I-I got focused with Bucky and everything else, I lost my train of thought” he spoke, bending to his knees and helping you sit up. He took a protective stance behind you, before wrapping his massive hands around your injured shoulder. “You ready?” He asked, as you closed your eyes and nodded rapidly, before feeling a sharp pain ring throughout your body.

You yelped and rested your head against Steve’s body, trying to die down from the shock your body faced, before collapsing into his arms. “So, how’s your shoulder?” He asked, showing off his million dollar smirk that internally drove you insane.

“I think a massage would really help with the pain” you muttered, as he released a soft sigh. “Alright, but it’s gonna cost you” he said as you bit down on your bottom lip. “I’ll do your laundry for a week, and I’ll even use the detergent that makes clothes smell like vanilla” you offered.

“Deal.” Steve smiled, carrying you bridal style to his bedroom. As soon as Steve got to his room, you threw yourself onto his bed, feeling the mattress sink as his massive form collided with the soft surface of his cologne smelling blue comforters, that felt like you were laying on a cloud.

Being in nothing but a black sports bra and a pair of dark purple leggings, Steve got to work and began to dig his thumbs into the smallest ridges, making sure to help sooth every aching muscle. Steve didn’t realize that you were sinking into the warmth of his blankets, and the soft memory foam of his mattress, not feeling this much comfort in what felt like ages, and you were slowly drifting to sleep.

With every second passing, you were much closer to falling asleep. Within a few minutes, Steve’s hands began to cramp up, and he took a little break, then realizing you were out cold and cuddling with his pillow. He took a minute to scan your frail form, before he tried to pick you up to bring you to your own room.

“No, stop” you groaned, slowly swatting your hand at him. “I like your bed more than mine, Tony never got me a memory foam mattress. It’s like I’m sleeping on a rock, I feel like a caveman” you uttered, before turning your back against him. Steve couldn’t help but laugh, and slowly drag his soft comforters over your body, and let you sleep in peace.

one of my favorite perc'ahlia moments is still after percy titles vex and they leave syldor’s house and percy is just grinning at vex as the others talk about how they’re bad influences on the twins’ little sister and then vex just runs up and throws herself at him and “gives him the biggest hug”

and part of the reason i love it so much is that, presumably, she still has her arms thrown around him for their entire conversation about the title being real before she cups his face and kisses him

it honestly pisses me off so much when dudes in bjj decide to throw all concept of technique out the window and just try to muscle and manhandle their way to a victory… i see it all the time, esp with new guys who haven’t had the ego beaten out of them yet

because i was one of the higher ranks in class i was paired with this really big dude. stand up grappling, he grabbed a handful of skin on my shoulder and yanked me around… so when he ducked his head down i grabbed a guillotine hold and hurricane threw him

i do n ‘t like that shit

i apologized later lol

Movie Theater Revenge

This just happened last night.

So I’m a high school senior and I work at my local movie theater. I get a lot of rude customers, and for the most part I let it roll off my back, but for some reason this one really got me. Anyways, I’m walking down the hallway, broom and dustpan in hand, sweeping up popcorn. This group of about 5 kids, each probably like 15-16 years old, approaches me. As they pass me, the girl in the middle grabs a handful of popcorn and throws it at my feet saying: “you missed one” and then walks away laughing like a fucking bitch.

As far as rudeness goes this wasn’t even that bad. I’ve had people scream in my face or just straight up insult me. Maybe it was just that this was my 7th hour of that shift, but I was really fucking angry (on the inside, I didn’t give the little bitch a reaction, which I’m sure she was hoping for).

I can tell by the direction that they’re walking that they’re going to see “Unfriended,” a shitty horror movie, but more importantly, rated R. Normally I don’t really give a shit if kids sneak into movies, I’ll only ask for tickets if my manager asks me to or is watching. Today however, I felt extra motivated to go check tickets so I turn around and walk quickly over to the auditorium’s door (luckily the group was walking slow). I stand there, arms crossed, while one of the kids reaches for the door. They only open it about an inch before I push it closed and say “tickets and ID, please.”

I get the usual fumbling around in purses, huffing and complaining from these little shits but I hold strong. Eventually after like 3 minutes of them trying to make excuses they pull out their Paul Blart Mall Cop tickets, like I’m actually going to let them in, LOL.

As they turn around to leave, I put on the biggest, customer-satisfaction smile I can make and say: “enjoy Paul Blart!” I then guard that movie for the next hour, just to make sure they didn’t come back.

TL;DR: Be a fucking bitch? No shitty horror movie for you.