The Samwell Team as stuff my bf did p.2
  • Bitty: accidentally ordered 50 cans of peaches instead of 5, sold them at school to make profit
  • Jack: once fought a goose to impress his s.o (me)
  • Ransom: once drunkenly cried bc his best friend said that he was "a good noodle"
  • Holster: Rapped the entire Hamilton Musical, continued to ask me out on our first date after he saw that it impressed me
  • Shitty: His chosen signature is a weed smoking illuminati sign
  • Lardo: Broke his thumb, continued to play beer pong (instead of going to the hospital)
  • Chowder: Got sent to the principals office, brought pizza with him
  • Nursey: screamed "CLOTHES DON'T HAVE A GENDER", while fistfighting in a skirt he borrowed from his s.O (again, me)
  • Dex: Stole a refrigerator from his neighbors (bc his grandpa dared him to)
  • Whiskey: Secretly loves polca music
  • Tango: Still speaks to his plants lovingly though they have all died in his care

anonymous asked:

Coran getting seriously hurt in a Galra attack and Lance getting worse everyday. Coran had studied the human concept of psychology and was helping Lance by doing regular space therapy. They were attacked in the middle of one section and Coran used himself as a "shield" because he promised to never let Lance getting hurt again, not when he can do something about it and now Lance can't stop blaming himself

Okay but, imagine Allura, under stress of losing the last person she has left, blames Lance too. She doesn’t outright say it, but everyone can tell. While the rest of the paladins know that this is not Lances fault, they take Allura side- because she’s already lost so much, she can’t lose Coran. And of course almost no one realize how Lance feels- Hunk semi realizes, but he’s been busy making sure Allura actually eats

Of course, when Coran wakes up, and is  healed, everyone crowds around him. They are all exclaiming how relieved they are and, after hugging Allura, he looks at Lance, and completely loses his shit. The boy is absolutely destroyed, he looks like he’s given up on life. He just goes off on the rest of the team, asking why they didn’t take care of Lance while he was out.

Surprisingly Lance answers before any of them can. 

“It’s because of me that you were hurt, so why didn’t I deserve to be hurt?”

The Hausmates as stuff my bf did
  • Bitty: came to school in bright pink pajamas with little dancing zebras on them just because
  • Jack: Got me sunflowers during February bc he is just that extra
  • Holster: put a flower in his mouth chewed on it then tried to kiss me (it was our first date)
  • Ransom: teared his meniscus while twerking
  • Lardo: chased ducks and fell into the pond trying to catch them
  • Shitty: Got so high that, when he wanted to kiss me at the cinema, he leaned to the wrong side and kissed a stranger on the cheek instead
  • Dex: Once went on a two page long rent about the German train system during an exam
  • Nursey: befriended every bus driver he knows and has not paid for a bus ticket in five years
  • Chowder: still draws little sun's into the corners of letters he sends to people
  • Tango: Once wrote the pope a letter asking him to be his prom date
  • Whiskey: once used all his money to drunkenly buy two life sized stone gargoyles
Imagine:

Cisco’s hand went immediately to the back of his head, digging his hand into his soft black curls tugging them in slight aggravation. “No.”

You had been taken by some new big bad, someone who could nullify your powers. He had figured out your connection to the Flash and he did not hesitate to kidnap you.

“This is my fault.” Barry spoke a woeful expression on his face. He was leaning over one of the tables in the cortex, his hands flat, pressed down on it hard. He raked his hands across the table flinging everything onto the floor, making everyone jump except for Harry. “If I had just been there!” he exclaimed putting his hands on his head mimicking Cisco.

“There’s nothing you could have done,” Joe put a reassuring hand on Barry’s shoulder. “You would have given him what he wanted.”

“Joe’s right Barry,” Harry cut in walking towards the speedster. “If you were there he wouldn’t need (Y/n). She would be dead and so would you.”

Everyone nodded agreeing with Harry, “But she’s not dead.” Iris spoke up. “Which means we can still save her

Caitlin crossed her arms over her chest. “But how? If Barry can’t use his powers around him then he’s done for.”

Barry scoffed glaring at Caitlin. “Thanks.”

Cisco shrugged. “Well, she’s not wrong.”

Barry raised his eyebrows. “Really?”

“I mean you do run slower than a normal person-” Cisco pointed out

“I can’t believe this i happening-” Barry groaned his head falling into his hands.

“The amount of successful run ins you’ve had when your powers were either gone or drained is rather low.” Caitlin added on.

Harry stepped between all of them waving his arms around while they spoke. “Alright stop, that’s enough.” When everyone kept bickering he picked up the nearest thing and threw it to the floor. “Hey!”

Everyone’s head whipped in his direction.

“Finally.” he muttered. He began walking to his gun that was hanging on one of the chairs by the main desk. “The longer you 3 argue the longer it’ll take to get (Y/n) back.”

“But what about what Caitlin said,” Iris said pointing at Caitlin. “How are we going to do that when everyone who has powers looses them when he’s around.”

“The old fashioned way,” Harry picked up his gun, slung it over his shoulder and cocked it. “With force.”