so pretty it burns

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He really tried learning how to play.


READ: Before u ask “what about the dodge ball one?” “what’s with the flamethower?”, lemme explian!

Here in Mexico, that game is called “quemados” wich means “burned” so, that’s why. Pretty easy! And since I made this in spanish first, I totally forgot that it has a completely different meaning in english! Sorry XD

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I’ve found them.

baby, my baby | 01

Originally posted by kookmin

“Raise my child, just for twelve months”

◇ pairing: jungkook | reader
◇ genre: angst, fluff. parents au
◇ word count: 6.4 k
◇ author’s note: i will be updating this series every friday evening, 11~12pm korean time! i really hope you enjoy!

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shipping-it-like-fedex  asked:

Please consider: Viktor trying to bake Yuuri a birthday cake from scratch as a surprise, he could easily buy one but it wouldn't be the same. So Viktor is like "pssh, I'm the five time gold medalist, aka badass I got this," but it goes to hell pretty fast. So Yuuri gets home and the kitchen is a wreck, Makkachin is covered in flour, and he is pretty sure something is burning.

fjaldsfjdasl this is so cute omg

pretty boy

I wanna be a pretty boy with long, soft hair that i can put up in a bun and when people see me they’ll say “look at that asshole with the manbun” and I’ll laugh because yeah i am that asshole pretty boy with the manbun and itl be so wonderful that someone saw me and thought of me as enough of a man to add “man” to a previously gender neutral word, so that itd be obviously acceptable for a man to have his hair up in a bun.

And i wanna be a pretty boy with a flat chest a real cock and not this fake one made up of socks that no one would wanna suck on except maybe a fetishist but thats not what i want. i wanna be a real pretty boy with real pretty boy parts so the world will believe me when i say im a pretty boy instead of having these parts that my mother and doctors and society insist are only for girls even though some boys can have these parts and some girls never have these parts and thats okay.

And i wanna be a pretty boy so all the other pretty boys see me and think “wow i wanna kiss that boy” and it wont just be straight boys who look at me when i walk past in fact straight boys will wanna avoid me because I’ll be so pretty thy wont be able to stand it. they’ll have to look away from me and my long, soft hair thats up in a manbun and my soft smile and the glitter thats on my cheeks and my ripped jeans and high heels and red lipstick because I’ll be so pretty they’ll realize that they aren’t straight and that’s terrifying for them.

And i wanna be a pretty boy who can take his shirt off at the pool without getting arrested and i wanna feel the water on my bare chest and feel how flat it is while im sitting on a reclining chair and covering my chest with sunscreen so i wont burn and I’ll ask my pretty gay boyfriend to put sunscreen on my pretty gay back because I dont want that to get burnt either and he’ll laugh and mock me for being so pasty that i need 100 spf sunscreen and I’ll laugh at him and slap his leg and he’ll grin and kiss me and the summer sun will shine down on both of our pretty gay bodies as we both can finally have our chests free to the world.

And i wanna be a pretty boy so when i look in the mirror i dont see a silly little girl in instead see a pretty, queer boy with pretty, queer eyes and pretty, queer lips and pretty, queer hair and a pretty, queer body and i want the world to see me as a queer boy and not a slutty girl or a boyish girl or a lesbian or a freakish girl or a quiet girl or whatever it is people see me as i dont want that all i want is to be the slutty, freakish, quiet, queer, fabulous, nerdy, cute, lovely, ugly, annoying, hot, sparkly, handsome, obsessive, stupid, innocent, scary, pretty boy that i really truly am.

  • Christine: The Phantom of the Opera is real and he is my teacher!
  • Meg: The Phantom of the Opera is real and he is terrifying!
  • Managers: The Phantom of the Opera is not real but there is definitely some real person being terrifying!
  • Carlotta: THE PHANTOM OF THE OPERA IS GOING TO GET HIS ASS BEAT THAT'S WHAT HE IS WHERE IS HE I WILL IMMEDIATELY FIGHT HIM

anonymous asked:

What about team nice dynamite playing surgeon simulator on a real person

Oh jeez that gets awfully bloody awfully quickly. It’s definitely  one of their nastier games, which considering who they are and what they’ve done is really saying something.

The idea is probably born in Caleb’s office. Michael’s grumbling his way through stitches, reluctantly laughing as Gavin makes a nuisance of himself while he waits, opening draws, playing with tools, theorising about what everything does, miming out increasingly disturbing looking operations until Caleb finally banishes him back to the waiting chair under the threat of a first-hand demonstration.

Still, the idea is planted and not even a week goes by before Michael and Gavin decide to rob a hospital, pick up a few tools of their own, and play doctor. They get everything from scrubs and gloves to speciality instruments and various medications, alongside a few of their own concoctions and no small number of personal knives. Their ‘surgery’ is an abandoned warehouse; not even one of Geoff’s, just somewhere private where no one will notice them making a mess. And boy do they make a mess.

Their first involuntary patient is a very bad man indeed, cruel and nasty and just generally lacking in heart. So they take his out. Dig around for a bit, surprised by the effort it takes to get through the ribcage, wondering at the sheer amount of blood, the various strange bits and pieces they rummage through, organs they examine then toss to the floor to continue their quest. Astonishingly the patient does not survive, but they manage to extract the heart before it stops beating so at the end of the day they call it a successful endeavour.

For the next sorry contestant, who had the misfortune of witnessing something he shouldn’t have and running his mouth in the wrong company, there is a very delicate eye surgery, followed by a far less delicate experimentation to determine which vaguely eye-shaped objects found laying around the penthouse would make the best replacements.

There’s a dirty cop working for the wrong gang whose night ends with his brain on the floor, a noisy thorn in Geoff’s side who involuntarily donates his kidneys to science, a brief foray into dentistry leaves a crook without their teeth, an arms-dealer who got a bit too touchy loses an arm, and in a move that’s more petty than anything else, a wanna-be conman who thought he could manipulate Gavin of all people gets to accidentally teach them just how quickly a person can bleed out when they’re missing their tongue. 

With all the compassion of serial-killers, the selfish amusement of egocentric children and the in-built bravado born from the unwavering support of a best friend the only end in sight for this awful new game is the inevitable moment Team Nice Dynamite gets bored and moves on to something else.

The rest of the FAHC doesn’t know what they’re up to in their spare time but have seen enough shared looks and whispered plans to know they’re doing something, have witnessed more than enough of that particular brand of nasty delight to know it’s something devastating. Still, when casual inquiry reveals nothing more than a pair of matching grins, somewhat secretive and entirely wicked, it’s generally agreed that it’s best to just sit back and wait for the mayhem to roll in.

Which is all well and good for a while, but eventually Jeremy and Ryan are bored enough, curious enough, nosey enough to give up on patience and track them down. It’s not particularly difficult, they’re not really hiding, but what has been seen cannot be unseen and Jeremy, for one, desperately wishes he’d left Ryan to investigate on his own. Ryan stands in silence, reaction hidden behind his mask though Jeremy fancies that there’s something upsettingly amused in the way he surveys what is undoubtably a makeshift surgery, eyes sharply interested as they flick around the room, to the blood on the floor, the walls, to the body on the table, the wailing heart-monitor and an IV bag filled with something oddly glittery.

Jeremy is feeling slightly less impartial. Maybe it’s just the surprise of it all; he was expecting another firework bomb, maybe a kidnapped cop or the makings of an elaborate prank, anything other than the cold, still, Dexter-like vibe of this particular undertaking. It’s almost too much, too disturbing, even with everything the FAHC have done, everything he himself has done. Perhaps it shouldn’t be, maybe it’s no worse, not really, but in the shock of landing in what looks like a horror movie torture room Jeremy can’t help but think that this is something else, that this is terrible.  

Then Gavin tears through, squawking up a storm and holding two eyeballs up over his head like they’re watching Michael, who’s roaring with laughter and whirling something pink and fleshy around like a lasso as he gives chase, and just like that the moment is thoroughly broken. Ryan snorts, turning on his heel and heading out the way he came but Jeremy can’t quite make himself leave, can’t even stay silent, not when Michael slides through something unnamable, wiping out into a tray of instruments and going down under a bombardment of misplaces organs like the worlds goriest slapstick routine.

The sound has Gavin finally catching sight of Jeremy, eyes widening in shock before he grins, wild and disastrous as he crows out a greeting, calling for the illustrious Doctor Dooley to come in and save him from the heavy-handed fumblings of Doctor Jones, and honestly at that point there’s really little else Jeremy can do but start looking around the room for a spare pair of gloves.

Cause and Effect [Tim Drake, Bruce Wayne]

Because I have been thinking about Tim coming ‘back to life’ for six months and after this post I had to finally write out what I have been thinking. I worked on this for a pretty long time and am very happy so. Please enjoy.


Tim’s lungs burn. He’s not sure if it’s from the fight or the feel of breathing in real air for the first time in…he doesn’t know. There was never a way to keep count of time beyond the growth of his hair. It is longer now, enough to be in his eyes, enough so when the wind picks up on the skyscrapers of Gotham it whips along with it.

He is trying hard to breathe. He is panting. His body aches, limbs heavy from gravity alone with bruises swelling under his too-hot uniform, with cuts slashed out making his skin sing with pain. Much of the fabric is stained dark with blood, his gloves are slick with it. His entire body is shaking.

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THE SUPERNATURAL GIF CHALLENGE  |  mooseleys vs. samsfight
Round 2 sam + favorite scene: living under Lucifer’s shadow

  • 707: [screams]
  • Yoosung: … What was that?
  • 707: I just thought about my anxieties and it’s like my mind hand touched a hot memory stove.
Teaching Newt How To Cook Would Include...

**Gif not mine**

Request:  Could you do a newt x reader where the reader tries to teach newt how to cook/bake? - Anon

I wasn’t sure how to fit this into an imagine, so I made headcanons instead!


  • Lots and lots of small burns in the beginning but you heal them with ease
  • Him being very thankful for it
  • Having to teach him what each knife is for
  • “No, Newt, that’s not a butter knife.  That’s a meat cleaver.”
  • “That makes a lot more sense.”
  • Queenie sometimes coming over to help
  • Making strudel with Queenie
  • Strudel being the first successful pastry Newt can bake
  • Sometimes Newt accidentally makes poisonous concoctions
  • The two of you being cute nerds and pouring magical potions onto muggle food to see what happens
  • E x p l o s i o n s
  • Pickett being very interested in what you two are doing but also kind of concerned
  • “WHAT’S HAPPENING TO THE POT!?”
  • “Newt, it’s just boiling.  Calm down.”
  • He once made the mistake of wrapping his arms around you from behind while he was watching you at the stove and caused you to burn your wrist pretty badly
  • Newt feels so bad about it for nearly a week
  • Having to remind him multiple times that you were okay and it was fine
  • Food fights
  • Having to check the Niffler’s habitat to retrieve stolen silverware
  • Jacob helps Newt with pastries and occasionally puts some in his shop
  • Newt becoming mediocre with cooking but pretty good at baking
  • He definitely prefers to bake, which explains the pile of cupcakes, cakes, cinnamon rolls, and muffins
  • You feed leftovers to the creatures
  • On your birthday, Newt, Jacob, and Queenie joined forces to bake you the most extravagant and delicous cake ever
  • It was all Newt’s idea
  • Now Newt helps you a lot when cooking meals
  • Always having some sort of treat to look forward to
  • Newt’s mother being utterly thrilled you taught her son how to cook
  • Since your father is a muggle, you know what Twitter is, so when you and Newt have cooking fails you’ll tweet Gordon Ramsay a photo of it.
  • (If you haven’t seen Gordon Ramsay’s Twitter it’s the funniest thing ever)

Please let me know what you thought of it!

I AM...TIPSY

Dizzy, but it’s ok bc I had a designated driver and I was at a friends place for Super Bowl

But now that I’m home the tequila is catching up to me and I realize I was too ambitious

That being said I feel REALLY GIGGLY AND SILLI and super happy bc my team won!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YISS

Ouch

Request: “O’ Noble Octopus! I humbly request thee a h/c(or blurbs even). The Paladins accidentally hurting their s/o during a sparring match. Extra Good Noodle Stars if Lance was giving Keith shit during the spar with his s/o which made him lose control.”

A/N: i thirst for the angst, also thank you my angry larva, for the Extra Good Noodle Stars

Shiro

  • He hit you in the stomach with his activated galra hand
  • It gave you a pretty bad burn, and he felt so bad
  • He immediately stopped everything and was at your side instantly
  • He feels so guilty, and he’s just disgusted with himself for weeks
  • Even though you’re constantly reassuring him that you’re okay, and that you don’t blame him, he still won’t even look at you for days

Keith

  • He sort of stabbed you
  • Lance was making fun of him, and he turned around to shake his knife at him, and then he stabbed you in the side
  • It was shallow, and he didn’t hit anything important, but you very well could have bled out
  • He’s pissed at Lance for distracting him, and he’s mad at himself for being reckless
  • He drops everything and goes to stop the bleeding
  • You insist that you’re fine, but he still carries you to the healing pod
  • He just feels so bad and he doesn’t leave your side, anything that you need, he’ll get it
  • It’s a little scary
  • He feels so guilty, and he just hates himself for hurting you

Lance

  • He shot you with his bayard
  • You two weren’t actually sparring, he was just showing off, and he got distracted, and his finger slipped and pulled the trigger
  • It barely grazed your arm, but it still burned pretty bad
  • He almost had a stroke, he was panicking, he was so scared
  • He was a little over dramatic
  • “Oh mY GOD WE HAVE TO SAW YOUR ARM OFF”
  • “Lance, it’s just a little burn.”
  • “I JUST KILLED MY GIRLFRIEND”
  • But he is really worried, and he feels so guilty
  • You just have to tell him that it’s okay, and that it’s not his fault

Hunk

  • You two were sparring, and he knocked you on the ground and you hit your head
  • It’s just a minor concussion, but he still feels really bad
  • He stays and takes care of you, and he’s just always apologizing
  • “I’m sorry, baby”
  • “Hunk, that was weeks ago.”

Pidge

  • She was showing you how she uses her bayard, and she lost control
  • It left a tiny little burn on your back
  • She was so worried about you, she felt really guilty that she’d hurt you, and she just fretted over you for days
  • She was just at your side the whole time, getting anything you need
  • She actually ran tests on you
  • “Pidge, I’m fine”
  • “Just making sure.”
  • “Get these wires off of me, or I swear to God!”