Team Leaders and their Blood Types
  • Blanche: O negative. (donates to blood banks once a month)
  • Candela: AB negative. (has donated maybe twice)
  • Spark: ...
  • Blanche: don't do it
  • Spark: my blood type reflects my approach to life
  • Blanche: no

me normally: its cool, characters with no explicit mention of their gender or sexuality can be headcanoned any way you want, just don’t be mean to other people about their headcanons and everyone can play this awesome game and relate to these characters :)

me after seeing this shit: actually you know what fuck you Blanche is totally agender now, Candela is a trans woman and her and Blanche are FUCKING MARRIED and Sporky my son is a bisexual trans boy FUCKING  F I G H T  M E

Wishes Do Come True

A/N: Okay so this took longer than it actually needed to. Honestly I just didn’t feel motivated at all, and had no ideas but I can’t sit around and do nothing forever. So here is an anon request, a Phil Lester x Reader fanfiction! This could have been more fluffy but I just didn’t know what to do, sorry ^^

Request- Hey ! Can you write a Phil Lester imagine please? Fluffy of course ^^

Word Count: 1, 706

Pairing: Phil Lester x Reader

Warnings: Swearing every now and then

Your POV 

“Would you please just come?" 

"Dan I can’t afford it you know this." 

"I’ll pay.”

“Dan you don’t need to-" 

"No. It will be a pleasant surprise for Phil, you haven’t seen each other in years! You guys are…close friends he’ll love it." 

"Fine. When am I flying out?" 

"January 29th”

“Of course the day before his birthday, who would have thought of that.”

“Thank you Y/N this means a lot to me, I wanted to make Phil’s birthday a good one." 

"Yeah yeah whatever." 

I hung up and dropped my phone onto my bed, me flopping onto the bed with it. Dan has been bugging me about flying to London as a surprise for Phil’s birthday. Phil and I met at VidCon 2 years back, and haven’t seen each other since. But we have had Skype calls almost everyday since then. I don’t know why Dan was so insistent on me coming, he offered to pay for fucks sake. I accepted his offer because let’s face it, I miss the fuck out of Phil. His presence just makes me so happy and honestly, I would have figured out a way to gain the money to pay for a flight anyway.  

Having a long distance…friendship is quite complicated, and it sucks ass. Lately we haven’t had the time to Skype each other because Dan and Phil have been planning their tour, and I’ve been busy with my YouTube channel. Dan is so sweet for helping me out, Phil is one of my best friends that I may or may not have feelings for. I would have told him by now but having a long distance friendship is tough as it is, imagine having a long distance relationship? And plus, I doubt Phil thinks of me other than just a friend.

I got up from the bed and scanned my room for things I might take to London. Dan mentioned I will be there for a week, so I need to pack a week’s worth of clothes. I walked over to the dresser and chose some decent outfits after dragging my suitcase out of the closet. I dragged my feet to the washroom, grabbing a toothbrush, some makeup, and a hair brush. After an hour of figuring out what to pack, I grabbed my phone and texted Dan. 

Y/N: What about hotel?

Dan: Booked for one night under your name.

Y/N: Wait one night? I thought I’m staying for a week.

Dan: Well we have an extra room you spork

Y/N: Touché. Okay so what’s your game plan howell?

Dan: Well I was thinking that after we sing happy birthday and Phil blows out his candles, you come into the kitchen and BOOM SURPRISE

Y/N: Okay but how am I going to get into your apartment

Dan: God you’re so american, IT’S CALLED A FLAT

Y/N: Stfu it’s the same thing.

Dan: I’ll visit you in the hotel and give you extra keys.

Y/N: Fine. See you in a week.

Dan: See ya

-Time skip- 

After waiting impatiently for a week, the day has finally come for me to fly to London! I woke up at balls AM in the morning to get on a 9-hour flight. It was torture.  

I was stuck in a middle seat between a couple, who was arguing the whole flight. Although I had my headphones at least so I blasted my music the whole time. After 9 torturous hours I finally landed in London, and texted Dan once I arrived.  

Y/N: I just landed.

Dan: Alright I’m near the carousel. I can drive you to the hotel.

Y/N: Ew you’re so british, "carousel.”

Dan: Nvm I’m leaving. you can get a taxi.


Dan: Fine. I’m waiting. Phil is going to be v happy to see you. 

The heat rose to my cheeks when I read Dan’s text as I threw my bag over my shoulder and walked off the plane heading towards the “carousel” as Dan would call it. Once I got there I looked around for a tall mother fucker wearing all black clothing, and to no surprise, I found him quite easily. I walked up to him and greeted him with a hug. 

“Oh fancy meeting you here! Do you come here often?” Dan said, pulling away from the hug. 

“Oh yeah all the time.” I tilted my head, and laughed. “Can we just pick up my luggage and go, that was a terrible flight." 

"Of course.”  

We grabbed my luggage and headed to a car outside of the airport. Dan drove me to the hotel and checked me in, making sure I was okay and we had everything planned.

“Okay so, at 2:00 we will sing happy birthday to Phil and blow out the candles. I will text you when we start singing." 

"So should I be at your apar- flat around 1:50 or something?" 

"Yeah that sounds good." 

After setting our plan up, Dan left so I could get some sleep after that horrible flight. Tomorrow is going to be an exciting day. 

I woke up super ecstatic about today. Even if Phil wasn’t too happy with his surprise, I’d still be happy to see him. I chose my outfit, and put on my makeup. I needed to text Phil happy birthday, so he didn’t think anything suspicious was going on. 

Y/N: Happy Birthday Philly! Hope it’s a good one :)

Phil: Thank you! We definitely need to skype tonight.

Y/N: Of course 

I put my phone away and stared at the clock until it hit 1:40. My phone vibrated and I grabbed it out of my pocket to see who it was. 

Dan: Cake is coming out soon. GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE WOMAN

Y/N: pushy much

Dan: No comment 

I hauled a taxi and told the taxi driver Dan and Phil’s address. I could feel my heart beating out of my chest, I was so nervous to see Phil again after two years. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and check the time 1:50 right on time. I ran up the billion stairs to their apartment and silently opened the door. I snuck past the kitchen to drop off my stuff in Phil’s room, and silently walked over to the kitchen. I heard singing coming from the kitchen and slowly made my way over to it. Everybody started counting up to Phil’s age, and I heard his voice for the first time in forever. 

"Guys this is going to take forever." 

But everybody kept counting anyways. After the counting I heard cheering and Dan voice. 

"Phil, what was your wish?" 

"Well I can’t tell you it, it won’t come true.” Phil chuckled. 

“Good morals because I think it did.” Dan laughed a bit and looked over to the door. I could feel the butterflies stirring in my stomach, because of Dan’s comment and the nerves. 


“Oh nothing let’s eat cake!”

I tiptoed into the kitchen and held my finger up to my lips so if anyone saw me they knew to be quiet. I finally got to Phil and gently tapped his shoulder since his back was facing the door. He turned around and his face lit up.

“Y/N!” He wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me off the ground. I wrapped my arms around his neck, holding him closer as I was laughing. 

“Happy Birthday!” I giggled, still hugging him. He put me down, and pulled away but his arms were still wrapped around my waist. 

“How did you get here?” He couldn’t stop smiling. 

“Friendly elf Dan paid for my flight and planned everything." 

"See your wish did come true.” Dan chuckled.

“Dan I wasn’t his wish but nice try.” I could feel my face turn red once Dan said that. I looked up to Phil who was also red, and he let go of my waist. He turned to Dan, muttered something, and turned back to me.  


Phil was just as charming, and attractive as I remembered. I stood by him the whole party and we caught up on everything we missed in the past few weeks of not Skyping. After everyone left, Phil began asking me questions. 

"How long are you staying?” We sat down on the couch and I stared into his captivating blue eyes. 

“A week. 

"Where are you staying?" 

"Here” I laughed. 

“What?” Phil sounded pleasantly surprised by me saying that. “Where’s your stuff?" 

"Well Dan said I could stay, and I dropped my luggage off in your room if you don’t mind." 

"Of course I don’t mind Y/N. This was the best gift I got for my birthday.” He looked over my shoulder blushing once he said that. 

“I wouldn’t say it was the best.”  

“Anyway, I’m gong to let you sleep. Goodnight.” Phil got up and gave me one more hug before heading out the room. 

“Phil?” I had to ask him something that was bugging me the whole party. I needed a straight answer.

“Yes?” He popped his head back in the room, still smiling. 

“Can I ask you something?” I look down at my hands, and started fiddling with them. 

“Something wrong?” He sat down next to me again, and gave me a concerned look. 

“What…what did Dan mean by your wish came true? I mean we’re close but how could I possibly be your wish?” I look up into his eyes again, getting lost in how beautiful they were. He was quiet for a few minutes, and finally spoke. “You know what, never mind I shouldn’t have asked that I’m sorry.” I got up from the couch and headed towards the stairs to their office.  

“Y/N wait.” Phil grabbed onto my hand and I stopped, turning to face him again. “Can I…can I kiss you?” He asked, his cheeks had a rosy tint on them. I nodded frantically and cupped his cheeks, kissing him. His lips were soft, and warm, and the kiss was everything I expected it to be. He wrapped his arms around my waist like he did earlier, deepening the kiss. We both pulled away and he rested his forehead on mine. 

“Now my wish came true.”

Civil war aesthetic: A beefy super soldier, a solid af bird boy, and a metal armed enhanced ex assassin crammed into a tiny car

Originally posted by helpoursoulstonight

Team Leaders and their Closest Pokemon

Man, I was trying to come up with a full three-leader interview but ultimately what this one boils down to is:

Fanon generally states that Spark loves each of his Pokemon equally.

So of course Spark is the one who buys a 3D printer so he can build prosthetics for injured pokemon. And of course Spark is the one who keeps those pokemon closest to death in a warm, comfortable place with nice healthy food. And he keeps webcams trained on them and whenever one’s getting close, he drops whatever he’s doing and goes back to the comfort ward and is just there with the pokemon as they pass away.

And of course he cries every time.

i-got-that-bible-swag  asked:

ewww ( ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) )

Problematic fave 2.0: Hayley:

• disrespect FTSK and she’ll avada kedavra you out of existence, best believe that

• a hecker who sends ask memes twice

• hayley: …
hayley’s brain: riff riff ride the lighting to get mayonaissed with a sporky kink mmmm goats

• Goat Queen ™

• *playing with fire playing on repeat 24/7*

• is in a life long search of fluffy bread that she can actually digest

• learns Spanish only to be able to say Bajo Bochornoso

• Hermana de otra empanada