the only thing i miss is my innocence

I was an innocent.
I was innocent and you turned me into something the devil would be ashamed of.
I knew you only ever looked at me when I wasn’t wearing anything and it was only ever about fucking around and at the beginning that broke my heart but right now I miss doing inappropriate things with you.
Like dirty talking in church, or you whispering what you want to do to me whilst my brothers in the same god damn room.
When we were breaking down I asked you what it was you wanted and you replied “I guess you’re fun to play with” and that pretty much sums you up,
The last thing you ever said to me was “you dirty little girl” and I hate that I hate that I hate that.

I hate that I still want it back. I hate that I still want you when you only ever wanted my body.

supergirl sentence meme: episode 4-6

  • you’re safe here. 
  • saving the world means everybody. 
  • you promised me that you were gonna be here. 
  • i’m just- i’m freaking out. 
  • she was mad at me for you not dating enough. 
  • chocolate pecan pie is the best dessert in the galaxy. 
  • you always looked great in blue. 
  • i mean, she does kind of give off a sapphic vibe.
  • we can watch orphan bIack after. 
  • you’re always warning me about something. that’s our dynamic. 
  • if i could legally adopt her, i would. 
  • people don’t want your brand of negativity anymore. they want optimism, hope, positivity. 
  • if the weather’s getting you down, don’t worry. it never lasts. 
  • she has always come down hard on me for not protecting you. 
  • i truly hate hospitals. 
  • how much longer until it’s appropriate for us to leave? 
  • you and i both know that you’re tougher than a bolt of lightning. 
  • i don’t understand how you could allow this. 
  • she’s going to do things that you don’t like. 
  • you know better. you should have stopped her. 
  • the stars aren’t going anywhere. 
  • you lied to me for years.
  •  she risks her life to protect other people, and she’s a hero. and yet, i do the same, and i’m in trouble? 
  • you were always so much harder on her than me. 
  • and you and i– we’re gonna have words. 
  • i’ve transcended. do you really care how or why? 
  • i didn’t get where i am by running and hiding from a fight. 
  • sounds like you’ve got your hands full here. 
  • you’re useless. 
  • everything i am, everything i have, is because of her constant pushing. 
  • you always make the hard choice. you look to help others before yourself. 
  • i wanted you to be better than me. 
  • i can draw her out, but then we’ll have to work together. 
  • cool, it’s like ghostbusters. 
  • i really wanted one of you to watch the other one die. 
  • congratulations, you have the wit of a youtube comment.
  • i wonder if i have enough power to stop your heart. 
  • the world is full of so much noise and snark - much of it, we generate. 
  • there’s a lot i don’t know about you. and that should probably change. 
  • who cares what that guy says? 
  • she’s taking on way too much, way too fast. 
  • people who click don’t spy on each other! 
  • if someone’s targeting one of my assets, i want to know who it is. 
  • please don’t yell at me, this isn’t my job. 
  • i didn’t know that she could smile if it wasn’t based on cruelty to others. 
  • i didn’t tell you about it because i knew you would have this reaction. 
  • get me a salad for lunch. i don’t care what kind as long as it has a cheeseburger on top. 
  • she is living down to my expectations by prioritising her career over my own. 
  • you know how sometimes people just want to help other people? 
  • so, you think that if you do me this favour, i will owe you something. 
  • that sounds like a woman who knows what she wants. 
  • okay. that is cool. 
  • she’s gorgeous, she’s smart, she smells nice– hell. even i want to date her. 
  • well, was she out saving the world? 
  • my mom says it’s okay to be a nerd. she says if you can face your fears and come out of your shell, then nerds can win in the end. 
  • i prefer not to rely on the government to solve my problems. 
  • i’m trying to change the world. so anyone invested in maintaining the status quo would be interested in targeting me. 
  • and here, i thought we had something special. 
  • i believe there’s no higher calling than helping others. 
  • the world needs a new kind of hero. 
  • i’ve never met anyone worth trusting. 
  • that is a very lonely way to live. 
  • you are staying home. 
  • i don’t know what i would do without you. 
  • you do not seem like the kind of person who gets frazzled.
  • just because i look a certain way on the outside, everyone assumes it matches the way i feel on the inside. 
  • i don’t put much faith in the government’s idea of protection. 
  • what happened to you was a tragedy. i’m trying to prevent another one. 
  • be honest, your heart was never really in it. 
  • i’m starting to think you have a thing for me.
  • i want to help you. i understand what it’s like to be overwhelmed, but you are not alone. i can help you. 
  • please, do not kill all of those people. 
  • we had an epic nerf gun battle. 
  • you have just stumbled upon the most annoying question of the century and you are so young that you do not even realise it. 
  • far too many women burn out trying to do too much before they’re ready. 
  • you can have it all, just not at once and not right away. and not with that hair. use conditioner, for god’s sake. 
  • in the end, you can’t control people. 
  • easy peasy fresh and squeezy. 
  • i suspect that whoever is responsible for these attacks might be curious about you.
  • the fun is just beginning.
  • you cut me off, dude! 
  • watch where you’re going next time! 
  • you cannot lose control like that! 
  • those idiots nearly killed people, and you’re getting mad at me
  • that’s the thing. i am not mad, i am controlling my anger. i suggest you get into the habit. 
  • i’m just glad these two men were only in the hospital, and not in the morgue.
  • call me old-fashioned, but i still prefer male doctors. 
  • i need to find out what really happened to him. you’re the only one who can help us. 
  • we have an executive order forcing you to comply. 
  • game night is the last shred of normalcy that remains in our lives. 
  • maybe the roar of the ocean will drown out the sound of her voice. or maybe it will just drown her. or me. 
  • don’t you think you’ve made enough of a fool of yourself over him for one day?
  • everyone’s noticed how you throw yourself at him. 
  • you should try being a little bit more professional. 
  • it helps when you really know your partner. 
  • it’s like when you see a movie star in person and you’re like ‘is that it?' 
  • i don’t say this often, but i am craving a good fight right now.
  • i’ve invested too much time and effort into this. 
  • i’ve been screaming your name over and over for the past minute and a half. ninety seconds, i have been boiling alive in my office. ninety seconds, each of which, if amortised to reflect my earnings, is worth more than your yearly salary. 
  • don’t talk to me like that! please! i work so hard for you! i don’t ask questions, i don’t complain, and all you do is yell at me and tell me i’m not good enough! and it’s mean! why are you so mean?! 
  • i didn’t mean that. i don’t know what happened. i just snapped. 
  • chop chop.
  • hope no one’s trying to kill me this time. 
  • i’m not the bad guy. 
  • it’s gone rogue, and i need your help to find it. 
  • if you want to prove to me that you’re not the bad guy, then help me find the real one. 
  • 'never trust a man who doesn’t drink, because he’s probably a self-righteous sort– a man who thinks he knows right from wrong all the time.' 
  • play nice. 
  • you’re not good enough for her. 
  • you ally yourself with people you think are special. but that doesn’t make you special. and i think you know that. 
  • here’s the thing: everybody gets angry. there is no pill that will eradicate this particular emotion. i know this because if there were such a pill, i would be popping those babies like pez. 
  • you apologise too much, which is a separate, although not unrelated, problem.
  • whatever you do, you cannot get angry at work. especially when you’re a girl. 
  • he picked up a chair and he threw it out of the window because somebody missed a deadline. and no, he didn’t open the window first. 
  • that would’ve been professional and cultural suicide.
  • the real key is that you need to figure out what’s really bothering you. 
  • you weren’t really mad at me.
  •  you need to find that anger behind the anger. figure out what’s really making you mad.
  • i’m not gonna let you hurt them!
  • you saved my life. 
  • you let that thing get away- i thought you were on our side. 
  • he used your humanity against you. and now more innocent humans could be in danger. 
  • you seem to only help people if it helps you. 
  • i’ve seen what happens to the selfless. 
  • wow! and i thought rocky balboa practicing on dead cows was cool. 
  • girls are taught to smile and keep it inside. 
  • it’s not like black men are encouraged to be angry in public. 
  • say what you’re mad about and then let the fists fly. 
  • i hate how my emotions get the best of me! 
  • i hate that i’m never gonna have a normal life!
  • i’m realising that being myself doesn’t make me feel more normal. and it never will. 
  • think you can keep your cool this time? 
  • i’m not afraid of my anger anymore. i can use it. channel it to work for me, not against me. 
  • you’ll have to kill me.
  • we are on the same team. 
  • i hope that one day, when you realise what a terrible mistake you’ve made, it won’t be too late.
  • you’re my hero. 
  • you don’t get to talk to her that way. 
  • i understand that you have always been threatened by my success and you try and elevate yourself by denigrating me. 
  • be careful, you might cut yourself. 
  • i’m bleeding.
Our memories and my hope are the only things keeping me hooked on you. Our memories are nebulous, but whatever I remember I cherish. You are my thoughts 24/7 and I can’t help but reminisce to when both of us were so clueless, innocent and young. No words can describe this feeling I have of constantly waiting for you. I hope I can stop waiting soon.
—  Ag
Crib

[WARNING: Dub-con]

Marrying your High School sweetheart can be great but I think people build it up too much. You’re not the same person as an adult that you were as a teenager. That’s not to say I had a bad marriage but it wasn’t exactly that perfect white picket fence life I had built up in my head.

Our biggest problem was conceiving, as in, we couldn’t do it at all. Time and time again we tried and time and time again there was a negative where there should have been a plus. And my wife, my Mel, grew more frustrated and sad the longer time went by without her getting pregnant.

I told her it was okay, said ‘baby, we can always adopt. There’s nothing wrong with adoption.’ We’d have a better chance of getting a kid, something we both wanted but clearly God was not going to let us have. At least, not one that was made by me and Mel.

There was a while there where I thought she’d warmed up to the idea and so I started setting up a nursery and calling adoption agencies. Mel seemed so much happier until suddenly, out of the blue, she began to act so strange. Quiet and distant and she was reading things that she wouldn’t allow me to peek at. Mel would glare at me if I even tried and hid the books who the hell knows where.

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“When I was thirteen my dad, my older sister and I moved from Cleveland, OH to Wilmington, NC and rented an old one-story house. It had two living rooms separated by a wood-paneled wall. We didn’t use the side that you had to enter through the kitchen. We just stored boxes in that side of the house. We all were kind of depressed because we lived in Cleveland for ten years and we missed our friends.

We only lived there for 6 months after things got intense. It was the only place that my dad ever broke the lease. It started out innocent enough. My dad worked long hours so my sister and I were always home alone and we watched a lot of Johnny bravo and power puff girls. We noticed a long scratching sound one night and she muted the TV. It was coming from the wall behind the TV. The room on the other side was the unused living room. We both went to check but there was nothing there. We told our dad the next day and he put out mice traps but they never caught anything even though the scratching sound continued.

I started sleeping in her bed most nights after that. One night we heard banging in the kitchen but we were too scared to look. In the morning we went out and my dad was making breakfast. He asked us why we opened all the cabinet doors and said that if we did have mice then they would get into the food. We didn’t but we didn’t tell him about the noises.

One morning at breakfast my dad asked me if I remembered anything from the previous night. I said no and he told me what happened. He woke up and I was standing at the foot of the bed staring at him. He was spooked and said my name. I didn’t respond and he told me to go to bed and I just stood there. Then I walked to his window and stared out of it. He asked me what I was doing and I said her crying is keeping me up. He said no one is crying and told me to go to bed. I said okay and walked out. My dad is very no nonsense and doesn’t believe in ghosts at all but he looked really unsettled. My sister looked horrified. She wouldn’t let me sleep in her bed anymore.

About a month before we moved away my sister and I were watching TV. She turned it off and said she had to tell me something. When I was at school she was on the computer. The computer desk was against the wall that had two glass sliding doors with 4 floor to ceiling windows. The doors led to a closed in sun room. She said all of a sudden the glass sliding doors and windows started violently shaking. No windows were open and nothing else in the house shook. And we didn’t live by railroad tracks.

One day it happened to me. My sister was in Cleveland visiting friends and my dad was at work. I was on the computer reading fanfiction. When all of a sudden the glass doors and windows violently shook. I instantly started crying and ran out of the house. I sat on the driveway until my dad came home. I told him but he didn’t dismiss it. He just looked away. I asked if it ever happened to him and he said yes.

A couple weeks later I shot up in bed alerted by loud noises in the kitchen. They immediately stopped. I heard my dad’s door and my sister’s door open. I came out too and my dad turned on the light. One kitchen chair was on the floor. One was on top of the table and the other two were on their backs. We all slept in my dad’s bed that night.

We moved to Chattanooga, TN two weeks later.”

By: Princess_PeachX (Creepypasta are great, but does anyone have any good true creepy stories?)

*.:。♦ ⋅ ⋆ — VERSE NAMES - LYRIC EDITION.

in celebration of reaching a huge milestone for this blog and museinspo’s first birthday, under the cut you’ll find 229 quotes that can be used for verse and otp tags. they’ve been categorised into different ship types ( eg. general ships, long distance, toxic, fwb, exes, and many more ) so some quotes may appear under more than one category. i do, however, recommend checking out all the categories !! they were simply listed by my own interpretation and definitely aren’t limited to a certain ship type in the slightest. the pronouns used are simply what was in the original line but can obviously be changed to fit your ship. depending on personal preference, some may be a little too long but can be shortened down pretty easily. i believe that covers it all !! if you find this useful, please do like and/or reblog ! thank you for supporting this blog so much and i hope you enjoy !

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Video Games (Edward Nygma x Reader Fluff One-Shot)

You and Ed are playing video games. He always wins. You joke, saying you want a kiss if you ever should be able to defeat him. Ed lets you win….

Gender of the reader: Female

Warnings: None, Lots of fluff, First Kisses

I am sorry, I wrote this really quickly. I guess it’s nothing special and the idea is nothing special as well, but I thought it’s cute and I miss fluffy, innocent Ed a bit to be honest… ;_; I hope you can enjoy the story nevertheless <3

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Huff - Damian Wayne x Reader

Requested by: anon

Prompt: 54) “We leave in ten minutes.”


You and Damian were in the process of getting ready for yet another Wayne Gala. Damian was required to go to this one because he missed the last 4 and Bruce was not happy. This resulted in an extremely grumpy Damian all day. You had just got out of the shower and walked out into your bedroom and when you were about to drop the towel Damian walked into the room with a scowl on his face and a suit on his body.

“What?” you asked innocently.

We leave in ten minutes. ” he said bluntly.

“Wait, what? I thought we were leaving at six? It’s only half four.” You said, your tone expressing your confusion.

“Well, I changed my mind. The quicker we get there the quicker we get to leave.”

“Y’know Dami, I know you hate these things, if I’m honest, I’m not fond of them eitherr but we’re doing this for your father. You don’t see him as much as he’d like you to and it’s starting to upset him.” You heard Damian scoff, “It’s true! He misses you, baby.”

Damian looked up at you with bug eyes and sighed. “I know.” He simply said. Them two words to anyone else would’ve been meaningless but to you they meant everything. You had been with Damian long enough to know that he doesn’t like to speak his emotions. He is a very closed off man. However, in those two word you heard his emotion. You know he feels bad and you know he’s trying.

You moved over to kneel behind him. You hand began to rub his back comfortingly. You kissed his shoulder blade and said, “I love you.” You decided to push all previous anger from his bluntness to you aside.

He turned around and kissed you cheek, “I love you too. I’m sorry for snapping at you. You can take all the time you need and then we’ll go.”

“All the time?” you smirked, hooking your finger through his bow tie. You pulled him down on top of you and giggled.

Damian smiled at you and bent down to press a gentle, yet passionate, kiss to your lips. “I really fucking love you.”

Thank you so much for requesting! I hope you like it! x

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I started this thing forever ago as a project for my Redbubble shop and I ONLY JUST NOW finished Tim and Masky, but better late than never right? All of these are available as stickers and other things in my store. 

All their flower crowns have meanings too because I put way to much thought into this. 

Alex - Tiger/Orange Lilly
This flower symbolizes pride and passion, but orange lilies can also symbolize hatred

Brian - Pink Camellia 
This flower is given to express admiration or to wish good luck. Pink camellias specifically symbolize longing or missing someone. 

Jessica - White Daisy 
This flower symbolizes innocence and hope, and is often given to someone to symbolize new beginnings.

Jay - Red Poppy
This flower symbolizes peace in death and remembrance and is given to express consolation. 

Hoodie - Blue Rose
This flower symbolizes mystery, and because it does not occur naturally, it can symbolize the impossible.

Masky - White Anemone 
This flower is considered an omen of bad luck, and when the petals close it signifies rain. 

Tim - Yellow Zinnia
This flower symbolizes lasting affection, remembrance, and thinking of an absent friend.

a vague theory about Allen's innocence

I’ve had this on my mind for a while, but has anyone else noticed that Allen’s sword of exorcism has an unusual amount of failures when it comes to destroying enemies? We know that its basically an inverted version of the Earl’s sword (and Neah’s?) and that it occurs when Allen surpasses the synchorinzation critical breaking point. So this sword should be super strong, like General level innocence. However, disregarding lower level akumas, Allen’s sword has a lot of unsuccessful kills despite being a high level innocence.

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Whouffaldi Hug for @randomthunk

I know it probably doesn’t help a whole lot having one person out of the probable several hundred followers you have, but I really like your art!! It is so cute and innocent and sweet. :) You really are very talented and I would miss you if you stopped.  Don’t get discouraged!! 

I would probably buy several of your things if I only had the money… Though I have got my eye on a certain adorable tee you’ve got…  

I especially like your illustrations for Owl Flower; I’m only partway through the book, but your pictures are so enchanting and you are a master of lighting.  They all have the snuggly feel of a happy memory from your favorite coffee shop. ;)

(((hugs!!)))

There’s something about the way Finn said “That’s the only name they ever gave me” that breaks my heart. He sounded so resigned, so nonplussed, so matter of fact–as if Poe had asked the time, Finn had given it, and Poe seemed confused, to which Finn just shrugged and replied “that’s what the clock says.” He didn’t sound sad or particularly broken up about it and I realized it’s probably because he didn’t know what was stolen from him.  

Of course Finn knew what families were and that some people got to grow up with them. He understood what parents and siblings were. He knew enough of the concept of friendship to want it. But these were all things he’d never had and knew he’d never have. So, Finn pushed them from his mind. 

Since birth, Finn was told that he could never change his circumstances. So, what was the point of complaining, he reasoned. Why wallow? His hand had been dealt and so he worked to play his cards to the best of his ability. 

Because Finn isn’t self-involved. Finn doesn’t pity himself. Finn is selfless, almost to a fault.  

That is why it was never anything the First Order did to him that made Finn decide to leave. It was what the FO did to others: the teammates they told him to leave behind, the innocents they ordered him to kill, the teammates they led to slaughter. 

That is why every new experience and person is so precious to Finn. He’s discovering the life he never had–the person he wasn’t allowed to be. And he greets each new discovery, not with an understandable sadness borne of deprivation, but with the wide-eyed enthusiasm of exploration.  

A nickname? He’s always wanted one. Tries it on. Finds he likes it. 

A pilot. A friend? Gone too soon. Finn clings to the only remaining piece of him. 

A scavenger. A look. One he’s never seen before but is immediately determined not to lose. 

A reunion. He runs to it.  Embraces it. 

A righteous battle. Innocents to defend. He dares Death to come get it. 

When Finn awakens, he’ll find Rey, friendship, love, family, a future. All the things he thought he’d lost. Finn will embrace each new revelation the way Finn always does: not with the sadness of “this is what I missed,” but with the joy of “look at what I’ve found.” 

The Maze Runner x Reader ~ Cups

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The Maze Runner x Reader ~ Cups

Humming you clean up the kitchen for Frypan. He was nice to help you out the last few days so you want to return the favor. Apart from this, you want to have a little bit time for you alone. It’s not like you hate being around the boys, but you are still the only girl in the Glade and sometimes it’s just pure stress.
Since a few days there is a melody stuck in your head. You don’t even know why you remember the music, it just popped in your head and won’t leave. Maybe one day you will remember the matching lines. You put one of the jars on the table as you get an idea. Just for safety you look around if you are still alone.
You start to drum your fingers on the upturned jar, which makes familiar sounds. A slight smile appears on your lips. That goes into a direction you like. Matching to the melody in your head you clap your hands, then you flip the jar to make sounds. It feels like you have done it before the Creators erased your memories. You have no trouble to speed up the pace and it still sounds good.

I’ve got my ticket for the long ‘round
Two bottles of whiskey for the way
And I sure would like some sweet company
And I’m leaving tomorrow, what do you say

You are not quite sure why you know the lines suddenly, but there are a lot of things you don’t understand in the Glade. One thing more doesn’t matter anymore. You just enjoy the song and the little distraction. The funny thing is that you are not the only one who enjoys the show.
“That’s a bloody catchy song”,  Newt whispers to Thomas who stands right next to him. “How can she sing and move the jar at the same time? It looks so hard and easy at the same time”, the brown haired boy replies surprised. Of course he wants to try what you are doing right now. The Keeper of the Runners notices the two boys lurking through the gap of the door like creeps.
“What are you doing, shanks? Is (Y/N) dancing around like last week?”, Minho wants to know mumbling as he try to catch a glimpse at you. Thomas moves a little bit to his left to make space for his friend. Now the Runner understands why they are so fascinated, “Wow, (Y/N) is good… but what is she doing?” Newt just puts his hand over his mouth to stop him from talking. It doesn’t matter what you are doing as long as you keep doing it so they can hear you singing to the melody.

When I’m gone
When I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me by my hair
You’re gonna miss me everywhere, oh
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

Chuck tilts his head a little bit to the side as he notices Newt, Minho and Thomas. Slowly the kid comes closer to them to hear a catchy melody. “Is this (Y/N)?”, he ask the other three boys smiling. It’s hard to resist the music and not start to dance. Thomas just nods in agreement not taking his eyes off you.
“I want to see something”, Chuck tries to see something, but the other Gladers are too tall. Minho waves his hand to hush him. Newt shoves the kid in front of him so he can enjoy the show. They have never thought that a simple song like that can be so catchy. It feels like a little bit of normality compared to the days in the Glade as a Runner or Second in Command.
Gally didn’t know what’s going to wait, when he makes his way towards the kitchen. Surprised he furrows his eyebrows. “What’s going on here?”, he asks needlessly, because he can already hear you singing. “Psst!”, Thomas whispers as he turns around to see who’s standing behind them. Usually the Builder would be angry at him, but even Gally gets caught from the melody. A slight smile appears on his lips.

I’ve got my ticket for the long way 'round
The one with the prettiest of views
It’s got mountains, it’s got rivers, it’s got sights to give you shivers
But it sure would be prettier with you

The other Gladers see the fascinated boys and want to know what’s going on. Suddenly after a few moments you have an audience of five dozen boys. Not all of them can see you, but everyone hear your lovely voice. Of course Alby notices the group. Apart from his, his Second in Command just disappeared into thin air. “What the hell is going on?”, the leader wants to know, while he makes his way through the boys.
One of them hits his elbow in his side not knowing who it is. “I think I’m in love”, another one mumbles with almost heart shaped eyes. “No, (Y/N) is my girl.” Alby furrows his eyebrows shocked about the effect you have on them. They are all putty in your hands. He can’t deny the melody is beautiful and catchy, but he would never…
“Damn, that’s a really nice show”, the leader mumbles to himself. Newt who stands in front of him can’t help himself, but smile. “Yeah, right? We have a bloody talent in the Glade and don’t even know it”, is his reply. You singing is probably better than every bonfire they have ever seen. “I hope this song never ends”, Chuck mumbles dreamily. The other boys just can nod in agreement.

When I’m gone
When I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone
You’re gonna miss me by my walk
You’re gonna miss me by my talk, oh
You’re gonna miss me when I’m gone

Laughing you shake your head, while you put the jar back on the shelf. There is still work you have to do. “No!”, you hear a voice mumbling so you look to the door. “What the hell! You are creepy shanks!”, you exclaim with red cheeks as you see that the whole Glade was listening to you. They have heard everything.
“But that was awesome! Can you sing it again?”, Chuck is the first who breaks the ice between all of you. Newt scratches the back of his neck awkwardly like the rest of the boys. They are bit ashamed that you have caught them staring and listening. “If you are going to do this every time you enter my kitchen, you are always welcome, (Y/N)!”, Frypan gives you his best smile.
Blushing you look at the ground, while you mumble a “Thank you”. It surprises you a little bit that they enjoyed your song. “I have to agree. That’s probably the best melody I have ever heard”, Gally compliments you to everyone’s surprise. The tough Builder got touched by your voice.
“Boys. Please, stop”, you don’t know how to hide your red face. “It will be just once that we are all one opinion, but you are bloody talented, (Y/N)”, Newt gives you his best smile. “Can you show me how to do this?!”, Thomas can’t hold back himself anymore. That’s typical for him, but you are proud of yourself that you can do something he can’t.
“Slim it, shank. I want to hear that more often! Won’t you entertain us in the evening by the bonfire?”, Minho suggests as he hits his elbow into Thomas’ rips to stop him. “Marry me!”, one of the Gladers yells in the meantime. A slight smile appears on your lips. Maybe it isn’t bad at all that the boys have heard you singing. They are more than putty in your hands.
“Okay, but only if I get some things in return…”, you reply innocently as possible. “Uh, she’s a clever one. We are going to pay a high price, right?”, Alby understands immediately which game you are playing. “Just a few little things like my own hut?”, everyone is looking at the Keeper of the Builders.
Gally crosses his arms over his chest, “It’s going to be faster built than you can say ”You are gonna miss me when I’m gone“, princess. Something else?” Yes, that’s going into a direction you definitely like, “Oh, that’s just the first point on my list, boys.”

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* Philip × Reader
* 31: Do you ever think we should just stop this?
* 51: Go on then, tell me. Tell me you don’t love me.
* Hamiltime

A/N: So I decided I needed more canon ear Philip imagines and then this happened. It’s really long for me so keep that in mind as you go to read it. I worked on this over the course if three days whenever I had time, so I hope you guys all enjoy!

Word Count: 5, 303

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You quirked an eyebrow at your father as he grumbled at letter during supper He tossed it on the table and dropped his head in his hands.

“What is it, dear?” Your mother asked calmly. You father mumbled something unintelligible. “Thomas.” She said exasperated.

He lifted his head. “Washington is hosting another party.”

“Isn’t that good?” You piped up. Your parents turned their attention to you. “I mean, it’s good for you guys to be seen at those things.”

“That’s true but Alexander Hamilton and his family were likely invited too. You know Y/N, you should come too. It’s better to be seen as a whole family at these functions.” You dad said.

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poe party deaths: necessary or nah

I first did one of these for the Harry Potter characters, and almost immediately after that post’s inception, I thought of this. So now, without further or any ado, here is a comprehensive look at how necessary the deaths in Poe Party were. 

Let’s get right to it!

Eddie Dantes: Firstly, he is too pretty to stay I mean look at this man. Nextly, gotta have some kind of plot what with the neck touch murder plan in motion. Thirdly, to hell with this guy in general for being terrible. And furtherly also stop Oscar Wilde from repeating history. 10/10 necessary. 

Originally posted by annademac

Louisa May Alcott: stop the coughing. stop it at all costs (at all coughs? i’m sorry) and also we can’t have her going to the police because that is just it makes too much sense. 6/10 necessary. 

Mary Shelley: Can’t have too many fabulous queens in the vicinity. Somebody had to go and it couldn’t be Lenore. Gotta say though, her death came as a bit of a shock if you catch me, drift-wise. 5/10 necessary. 

Fyodor Dostoevsky: This poor cinnamon roll has had a horrible life let him live also that accent is so on point and I have never gotten over Clayton Synder being in this can’t i have nice things please ugh His death was only good for showing how freakin terrible Charlotte Bronte is and sowing doubt about her innocence. Petty. 4/10 necessary. 

George Eliot: Literally wasn’t even supposed to happen. Just a glitch in the weird neck touchy murder plan. Think of the puns about sports and masculinity we’ve missed out on. I named my car Karen in her honor. 2/10 necessary.

Originally posted by whoilluminatedpotter

Krishanti: Had to die, cause she knew about the murderer. Not sure why she didn’t just tell everybody who the murderer was, but we never said she was bright. Just that she could speak to dead people. Weird but cool flower power lady. 8/10 necessary. 

Emily Dickinson: Who is this? Was this the cat? 0/10 necessary if it did indeed happen.

H.G. Wells: HOW DARE YOU. LITERALLY WHY. i mean i get why cause of the camera but also I AM SO UPSET WITH THIS IN GENERAL i mean i’m happy he and lenore are time traveling ghosts together that’s cute but I WAS SAD FOR DAYS THIS CINNAMON ROLL SUNSHINE INCARNATE IS HUMAN JOY HOW DARE YOU. -100/10 necessary.

Originally posted by webseriessideblog

no joke i have no fewer than 20 gifs of HG Wells on my laptop

Constables: aw COME ON seriously?? Right after HG??? Low blow. Cheap trick. Also I need more Jim O’Heir in my life immediately. 0/10 necessary 

Annabel Lee: Literal Spanish sunset incarnate beautiful and innocent angel let me just ask you this, why can’t Edgar Allen Poe have one nice thing????? ONE NICE THING I ASK YOU. Okay sure like Annabel kinda knew about Eddie but how could she have known?? She was betrayed! Reminds me of Snape, which makes me sad as heckle. 0/10 necessary.

Bonus: 

Lenore the Lady Ghost: Only the good die young. 10/10 necessary to meet HG and fall in ghosty time traveling pure sunshine love

Originally posted by pastel-and-proud

revraulen-00  asked:

Greetings! I am doing my first Ouji outfit for a con on may and Im the only thing im missing are the stockings. Im a little over six feet tall and Im worried that there will be a gap between my stockings and my pants so I was wondering if there was a place you knew I could get some decent sized stockings for the outfit.

Hey! Thanks for your question! I’m only 5′4″ but even I sometimes end up getting an annoying gap between my socks and pants, so I totally get where you are coming from. If you’re looking for brand OTKs, I would definitely recommend you check out Innocent World, since theirs seem to be the longest in my experience. I think @technotropism is around your height, and from what I remember, he wears mostly Innocent World socks with his coords. I only have one pair from Metamorphose, but they are a decent length, so you may want to consider checking them out as well. Alice and the Pirates OTKs seem to be the shortest, so I would probably stay away from them unless your pants are pretty long. Depending on the coord, you could also consider using tights, since there will be no chance of them sliding down.

Anyway, if you do get a gap between your pants and socks, it’s not a big deal, and I don’t think anyone is going to judge you or anything. With certain outfits, a gap can even be pretty cute! Honestly though, when my socks keep being annoying and sliding down, I usually just end up ignoring them until I’m about to take a picture, and then pull them back up! It’s not the most elegant solution, but no one is going to notice a little gap while you’re walking around, and you still end up with nice pictures. If it really bothers you, I’ve heard some people recommend sock glue, but I’ve never used it myself. I hope this helps, and good luck with your first coord!

I very often cry.

I very often cry.
Not something regular eyes can see.
I often feel tears drip, but there’s nothing there, why?
Why can’t I rid myself of this excess sea?
I very often breach my madness.
With a dull and hollow face I hide .
Is it me or is it for those who are mad, feel a bitter unending sadness?
Watching the sunset, making a beguiling bloody tide.
I seem to plant seeds that don’t desire spread roots.
Maybe the soil doesn’t bare their needed fertility.
My wrath? Only upon myself I let loose.
Coincidentally I’ve very often questioned your reliability.
Mama always told me don’t rely on anyone, not her or not even family.
In the end……their priority is their own.
But to me family is key.
This saying I don’t condone, but subconsciously my independence I had already started to hone.
My grip holds such a firm, nonexistent presence.
I am here but I don’t exist.
So young an age I lost my innocence.
But funny thing about that, it’s never once been missed.

26 Snippet [finally]

#ForeverFail with snippets. But here it is! Don’t pull out the pitchforks if some parts of this are tweaked in the final chapter. This is what happens when I go back and read earlier bits–indeccisssionnn, doubbbbttt, devestationnnn.

But huzzah all the same! I think you’ll start getting some idea about what’s going on with our good friends Lily and James and something about stand-ins har har harrr ;D

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It's My Fault

Prompt: “The fans don’t know and he has medication to control it and stuff but he and Phil go to Summer in the City and Dan got drunk the night before so the pills don’t take effect because he still has alcohol in his bloodstream in the morning. He has a fit in the middle of the M&G and ends up going to hospital?”

A/N: Wrote as a part the the EPS series
Contains: Fluff, angst, chronic illness.
Warnings: Angst.
Words: 6.606

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Replacing your faves;; Ariana Grande? Jo Bo Ah.

Yes, we all know that Ariana Grande is your fave. But here’s a FC that not only gives off the same look as Ariana,  but is underused and is actually an actress. Now, before you start with the salt, I know not all Fcs need to be actresses, but let’s be real; Using actresses/Actors as fc gives you a wider range of personalities/tropes and plots to go through. So why don’t we take a deeper look?

Jo Bo Ah (  조보아 ) is a 22 year old actress from Daejeon, South Korea. She has played the spoiled rich girl trope ( All About My Mom, Jang Chae Ri) , the humble Rich Girl trope ( Shut Up Flower Boy Band ( Im Soo Ah) ,  The Hacker Trope ( Missing Noir M; Jin Seo Joon),  The Obssesor/ Psychopath ( Innocent thing; Young-Eun).  She’s also played as a mermaid in the drama surplus princess. Xiaolongrph has a gif hunts for her ( XXX ) and I am currently working on giffing her as her role in All About my Mom.

Now, like I said. I know, Ariana’s your fave,  But  Ariana is just a singer and she doesn’t have that wide range of emotional gifs. (Cue people saying that Kpop stars a just singers and i’m a hypocrite.)  But not only do they look extremely similar, but Jo Bo Ah could play everything that Ariana has played and do it better; All because she has a wider range of gifs. ( But that’s just my opinion.)  Still not convinced? Here’s a clip of Jo Bo Ah in her newest drama going shifting through three different Drunk emotions (Anger, Happiness and Sadness) ( XXX ) (Skip to 0:15)

If you are in need of resources  for her, please feel free to request them from me!